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	Cynder’s belly gurgled and ached as she made her way toward the bathroom, the anthro’s tail quivering. She’d been at Club Clover all night, eating copious amounts of the expensive club food; little did she know that one of the waiters had purposefully snuck some laxatives into one of her meals.

	She was a feral kitsune with purple fur and two tails, her belly and ass both a creamy white, as were her balls. Her purple cock hung below her, large enough that it almost dragged on the ground, not even slightly hidden by a single article of clothing - at Club Clover, barely anyone wore a full outfit; Cynder was happy to come completely nude. 

	She opened the door to the dingy woman’s restroom and walked to the last stall, a larger one. Her legs shivered ever so slightly as she pushed the dark-blue stall door open, her stomach’s growling only increasing in volume. She needed to go super bad - she must’ve been holding it for at least an hour at this point, not wanting to go to the bathroom until she absolutely needed to. The pressure was building higher and higher, her guts feeling like they were moments away from exploding. She felt the very physical wait of tons of goopy shit sitting in her rectum, just waiting for her tail hole to open and release the waste from its prison.

	She pushed the last stall door open with her paw, her ass quivering in anticipation for what was soon to be released. She chose the largest stall available, worried that, if she wasn’t able to control herself, she may end up making quite a mess of the toilet. And at this point… well, she wasn’t especially interested in exhibiting any self-control. 

	However, there was one thing she failed to notice. On that stall door, a flyer was posted, with the words: “Warning! This stall contains toilet slaves, rather than a flushing toilet. User discretion is advised!”

	Rather than discovering that information from the flyer, Cynder was greeted by the odd sight of, rather than a normal porcelain throne, as she expected, two heads sticking out of the ground. The door slammed closed behind her as she looked at the two toilet slaves; only their heads were showing, the rest of their bodies held below the floor. Their necks were held in tight holes, with a comfortable, soft ring around them that would both keep the toilet slave comfortable, while clearly preventing them from trying to duck out of their current position. 

	Both toilet slaves were spaced evenly apart, each on different sides of the horizontal stall, both of them turning to face the new user. On the left was a skunk, her fur mostly black with a white stripe painted down between her eyes and ending at her little black nose. Her hair was white, soft and very long, draped across the floor. The skunk’s purple eyes seemed to shimmer in anticipation as she examined Cynder, her gaze going between the various particularly stimulating parts of the kitsune, examining the rod between her legs especially. Even more so, her ass was magnificent - and, in her position, it was more than likely that she’d be getting a very close look at it in due time. She licked her lips in anticipation. A bright-pink blush sat on her cheeks, her lust very obvious.

	And on the other side, a similarly horny-looking toilet’s head stuck out of the tile floor. Her fur was a lighter shade, being more of a dark grey than black, with a little blue nose on the end of her short snout, her mouth agape, her tongue sticking out like a hot dog. Her bluish-grey eyes sat trained on Cynder’s cock from the moment she came in, never averting to anything else; the size made this toilet slave’s heart throb in anticipation, hoping she’d get a chance to help the kitsune experience some pleasure before she finished using them. She also had a head of long, white hair, similar to the skunk’s. Her two large, fluffy ears were perked up, erect. A pattern of white leopard print covered the back of her head, only barely visible on the bridge of her nose.

	The kitsune snickered; many people might have been put off by the appearance of these anthropomorphic, living people being used as public toilets, but with what she enjoyed doing in her free time, this was nothing weird to her at all. She felt aroused and very excited at the thought of putting them to good use, especially considering the size of the load she was currently harboring - her tail hole was begging for her to relieve herself, and these toilet slaves were going to be perfect for that. She noticed a poster on the wall, which explained, in detail, the “Toilet Slave” program at Club Clover.

	It began by introducing the current toilets - the skunk was named “Noble,” and the leopard-print toilet was named “Silver.” Both of them had been voluntarily submitted to this position, and they were being compensated for their work - apparently, they’d be held there for at least a few days, depending on their performance and how much they were enjoying their work. The program was used throughout the club, including the men’s room, and they hoped to preserve both water and energy this way, while also letting some of the more kinky locals experience their fantasies. They were not the first to be employed for this purpose, though they were the first to be used for the head-in-the-ground approach. Other toilet slaves had previously just been chained to real toilets, or had their full bodies bound up, fully visible, with their mouths forced open by a muzzle. Some had even been installed as urinals in the main room, being used by customers who didn’t wish to make their way to an actual bathroom; they also served as eye candy for the customers, though, at that time, they couldn’t be used for the disposal of shit, due to the smell it created. A good amount of other toilet slaves were kept behind stage, only to be used by the performers at Club Clover, who were often known to have quite huge guts as a part of their job - those toilet slaves would be kept hidden by the curtains, to be used only by the performers in private. Though, sometimes, a dancer would call one out to fill them live on stage, as a part of the show.

As for Silver and Noble specifically, below the floor, both subs were being held in a tight latex body suit, with a tube in each of their asses that funneled any waste they shit out into separate containers, to either be disposed of, or given to other toilet slaves as a “gift” if they so wanted them. Their bodies, covered in skin-tight latex, were also held in the air by tons of ropes, tied by bondage experts in a way that was both comfortable and completely inescapable. Silver’s body was a tad more difficult, as she was not just a normal anthro, but rather, a chakat - a being that was a combination of a feral leopard and an anthro one, with a more complicated body structure. Right then, though, it hardly mattered, considering it was all beneath the floor - all she needed to perform her duties as a toilet slave was her mouth. And, of course, her stomach, to pack away all the waste she’d be swallowing down. 

Each of these toilet slaves were also equipped with their own shaft; a milking machine was hooked to each, with clear tubes going over the cocks. When activated, a fleshlight-like pink circle would go up and down the rods, stimulating them with the perfect level of tightness, slowly speeding up depending on the sub’s reaction. All cum produced would be stored separately, often to be used during performers’ performances as an extra prop, or to be sold to customers as a part of some of their kinkiest drinks.

	Finally, to prevent either of the toilet slaves from getting bored of their positions, or experiencing any sense of post-nut clarity, an IV drip system constantly pumped an extremely strong aphrodisiac into their systems. It kept them extremely horny and aroused the entire time, never losing their drive to continue acting as toilets for whatever customer came in, even as they worked for hours at a time. The intensity of this drug also kept either of them from letting their thoughts wander to anything that wasn’t particularly horny - their heads remained hazy, their ability to think logically and coherently impaired by the horny fog that filled their minds and their hearts. Naturally, being influenced this way was agreed upon by the toilets.

	That was all the information displayed on the poster, besides a few little legal disclaimers. Cynder was both surprised and impressed by how robust the entire system was - it was clear that Club Clover’s toilet slavery program was made for both the users and the used to enjoy it as much as possible. She felt confident that she could make use of these adorable toilets with no reservations, and frankly, she really needed to - her hole was still shaking hard, the pressure building up in her gut, her stomach feeling full, even slightly bulging out with the amount she’d filled herself up. She wondered how good these toilet slaves were at swallowing intensely large loads… it seemed like she was about to find out.

	Though, admittedly, she wasn’t very concerned. After all, these subs weren’t anyone new to her - rather, she was the one who had signed these subs up for their current positions. They were her pets by choice, and when Cynder received information about the toilet slave program at Club Clover, she couldn’t help but volunteer a few of her favorite toilet pets to help out. Besides, it would be perfect training for them - once they came back home, they would be better than ever.

	She chuckled to herself, pointing her limp but very long cock at Silver. “I have a little problem, toilet slave~ My shaft is currently very limp, not at all hard or erect.” She put a paw on the chakat’s head and stepped closer, the shaft hanging in front of her mouth. “Why don’t you fix that for me~?”

	A rush of excitement flooded Silver as she stared at the magnificent cock. Her IV drip full of the aphrodisiac deposited even more than usual, her vision even being slightly tinted with a loving pink color. Like a camera focusing on the main character of a film, the rest of the world became blurry and uninteresting, the only thing in her view being Cynder’s magnificent length. She opened her mouth and wrapped it around the purple shaft, then began to gently suck on it, her lips wrapping around the soft dick, the size still being big enough that she couldn’t nearly get the whole thing inside her mouth. She moved her lips up and down, putting her whole heart and passion into it, closing her eyes so she could focus better on her current task. “Mmm… mmm!” She muttered out, noises of delicious satisfaction and horny pleasure as she pleased her master. Her tongue crept along the cock, first licking the tip, the wet body part covering the most sensitive part of Cynder’s shaft in drool as it ran up and down the little head. The kitsune quivered in arousal; it was getting harder and harder to hold back her shit as she was so wonderfully pleasured by this toilet slave.

	Silver’s tongue kept going, sliding along Cynder’s entire length, up and down, tracing her veins like she was outlining a drawing, so careful and exact to touch all the most sensitive bits, going at just the perfect speed to stimulate the user while still making things last. She’d been trained well by her master - she’d been made into both a wonderful toilet and a wonderful fuck toy. “That’s it~ Come on, keep going~” Cynder gripped Silver’s hair tight as her cock hardened, going from long and limp, to rock-hard, and even longer. The chakat backed away at first, moving her head to account for the length of the shaft, her lips expanding to accommodate its new, increased width - she could barely fit it anymore. It was like she was trying to shove a streetlight into her mouth. Even as she tried to back off, however, Cynder held her in place, making the kitsune’s cock grow and go past the chakat’s gag reflex. Silver ignored it the best she could, but the feeling of Cynder’s tip making its way into her throat was uncomfortable.

	“Come on, be a good toilet~” The kitsune shoved herself further in, pushing her cock down Silver’s throat, forcing her full of the length. “You should be able to handle my whole cock~ Just bear with it~” She shoved her shaft all the way in, so deep that the whole thing seemed to disappear into that throat, her balls being the only outward sign that she even had a cock to begin with. Silver struggled to stop herself from throwing up, her gag reflex activating over and over, but she ignored it, and eventually, it stopped. She slid herself further forward, embracing it rather than trying to fight it or being annoyed by it. And then, she sucked, once again, just as she had, her entire throat moving and contracting along the cock. Her gullet was very tight against the length, her wet, fleshy maw making a tight seal over it, a seal that was also very warm and very comfortable. Cynder moved back and forth, gently throat-fucking the toilet slave, Silver getting even more turned on every moment, feeling the cock throb and shiver in pleasure inside of her mouth. She sucked harder, ran her tongue along it faster; she gulped and swallowed, the motions of her mouth and throat pleasuring the kitsune, until finally, she let it all out. 

	“Ahhh~!” Cynder moaned in pleasure as her cock went as erect as possible. She raised her head, her legs shaking with delight as she felt the familiar sensation of her cock pumping out a huge load of sticky, gooey cum, right down Silver’s throat. The chakat didn’t even need to swallow - it all just dripped down on its own, hot and thick. 

	However, the cum was a little different from what most toilet slaves may have expected. Instead of being white, it was a metallic, dark, but shiny blue, looking more like paint than semen. It was extremely thick, like mud, rolling down her throat and filling her stomach quite heavily, and it just kept coming out - Cynder could feel her cock pumping more and more of her special seed down her toilet’s throat, and she wasn’t going to stop it. The kitsune just held the chakat in place and kept going, making sure Silver would swallow every last bit. The flavor wasn’t bad either - it was very sweet and tangy, like a Chinese sweet and sour sauce, and Silver couldn’t get enough. She held her eyes closed and purred in pleasure as she chugged it all down, hoping that this torrent of wonderful taste would last forever. But the taste wasn’t the only source of her pleasure - her purpose, right then, was to act as a toilet, and she loved that. She wanted to swallow all the byproducts of whoever was using her, and she wanted to take in a whole lot of it - all of this cum was such a perfect way to start; she only hoped something more waste-like would follow. However, it was going to be a bit before that happened - every load of cum that Cynder produced was multiple gallons large, her own tank being huge. She’d been touching herself all day at Club Clover, only barely holding back so she could finish inside of her sub in the bathroom, just as she was now - it was well worth the wait, and the amount produced made it very clear that she’d touched herself quite a lot to build up to this point. 

	However, Silver wasn’t the only toilet slave in the room. As Cynder sprayed her cum down the chakat’s throat, Noble was staring at her ass, which faced the skunk, dead-on. She watched in awe and wonder as the hole shivered and shook, pulsing like the beat of Cynder’s heart; she even saw glimpses of the shit that lay beyond that seal. She watched as the kitsune’s two tails swung back and forth, a sign of her own pleasure and excitement, blocking and revealing that beautiful, delicious hole over and over. 

The bits of shit she saw from looking inside that masterpiece was not the normal brown - rather, it was light blue, the same color as the sky, making the skunk think that there was going to be an infinite amount of kinky fun once she got a taste of it. Just like her cum, Cynder’s shit had special properties, being much different from the normal version of the brown waste. For one, the color, of course - it seemed like a mix between ice and glistening jewels, a beautiful, shiny, mesmerizing shade. And a delicious one, at that - Noble was well-aware that, once she got the chance to run her tongue along the goopy scat, it wasn’t going to be the bitter, disgusting taste a toilet may normally expect. Rather, she’d be getting something much more delicious, much more palatable, and much more enticing, even addictive. She’d been Cynder’s toilet slave for a good while, and she was always ready to eat that kitsune’s shit - she was one of her best shit-dumps, her stomach like a black hole, gobbling up everything that went in with no problem, her throat like the pipes of a toilet’s plumbing, infinitely swallowing everything that was flushed down her system. 

She couldn’t wait any longer. She moved her head forward, nudging Cynder’s tails out of the way, and put her nose up to the kitsune’s hole. She gave it a sniff, and immediately got a big whiff of the shit therein. It was spicy and sweet, like a ghost pepper dipped in a chocolate fountain or a bowl full of sugar, so enticing, so delicious. She licked her lips; the scent was incredibly strong, no gas or farting being required for it to invade Noble’s nostrils and fill her mind with a horny haze. She felt like she was being put under a spell, like Cynder was controlling her mind, as though she’d poured a love potion down the skunk’s throat, and now, the only thing she could think about was serving her master. And, of course, the only way a toilet could serve would be to do a toilet’s duties.

She gently pushed her nose inside of the hole, feeling the very goopy shit against her sensitive little black nose; she rubbed it in, pleasuring Cynder just the tiniest amount, a little tease that would soon be something much better. She drew her head back, her nose now covered in the sky-blue waste, and she stuck her tongue up, licking it clean. The taste was just as amazing as she expected - bitter and sour, with a hint of sweetness, like cherry vodka in both the way it tasted, and how it made her feel. The world blurred, and her focus became that tail hole. She felt drunk off of love and desire; Cynder’s shit was not meant to be simply disposed of, rather, it was clearly meant to be eaten, and she was the toilet for the job.

She stuck her tongue out and licked the kitsune’s tail hole, rubbing her slimy, drool-covered tongue between the crack of her master’s ass, nice and deep, tracing the blue shit and getting another wonderful taste. She stuck her snout deeper in, burying herself between those fuzzy cheeks, and she stuck her tongue inside the tail hole, deep as she could, extending it out a few good inches, burrowing through the waste like it was mud or oil. “Mmm~” She moaned in pleasure, muffled by the asshole, as she nuzzled herself even deeper inside, wriggling to get nice and personal. She put her lips around the edges of the hole, around the puckered, quivering rim of the beautiful asshole; she listened closely to the gurgling and rumbling of Cynder’s belly, knowing that a storm was coming, and that she would be the recipient of it. But she was ready. 

She sucked on Cynder’s ass, sticking her tongue as deep as she could, running it along the wet, dirty, fleshy walls of the kitsune’s insides and stimulating her, making Cynder shiver and shake even harder in pleasure. She hadn’t expected the sudden probing, but of course, she didn’t mind - now, she was being sucked on from both sides, and it was amazing. She even felt a horny haze of her own enter her mind, but not one quite as heavy and foggy as the haze that clouded the perception of her toilet slaves. She kept her wits about her - she needed to. After all, currently, she had two hungry toilets right in front of her, and the only solution to a hungry toilet is to feed it. And, if her waste was food, then she was like a kitchen, packed with all the food needed for a month’s worth of meals… and she was about to let it all out in the span of a few minutes. It was up to her toilets to flush it all down their gullets. 

She squirted out the last of her cum, however, she was far from empty - that was just one load. Perhaps two and a half gallons worth, but she had far more to release. She grabbed Silver by the hair with both paws now, practically standing on top of her head, her grip like iron, but at the same time, full of love and warmth. “After filling you up with so much of my sticky, gooey, thick cum, I think it would only be best that I give you something to wash down, isn’t that right, toilet~? Or perhaps I should be calling you my urinal~”

Silver’s entire body shook with pleasure; she came into the milking machine, just out of pure arousal over those incredible words, but, just like with Cynder, she didn’t lose even a speck of horniness from cumming just once. She was ready to be a good urinal, just like her master requested, just like she needed. She blushed hard; she would’ve nodded in answer to the question, but the thick cock and the hair-grabbing made it impossible for her to move. Not that she minded - if anything, it was better that way. Cynder was in full control. 

“I’ll take that as a yes~ Get ready~” The kitsune relaxed her muscles, all throughout her body, freeing up all of the tightness inside of her, letting all her tense muscles go lax and limp. She completely stopped holding back, her waste ready to come flowing out of her, the gurgling and rumbling of her stomach getting louder to signal the movement. Silver and Noble both listened carefully - they knew what was coming, and neither of them could’ve been more excited. “Looks like it’s not just Silver who’s going to be getting a little treat~ I hope you’re ready, Noble, because I’m about to make you more full than you’ve ever been~ Here it comes~”

It all came rushing out, all at once, from both sides. The kitsune was blessed with an incredibly large gut and bladder, able to hold tons of shit and piss respectively, and now, she was going to empty them both out until not a drip of waste remained in either one.

She felt the movement of her steamy-hot urine flowing through her shaft. It was similar to the feeling she had right before she was about to cum, but different - it was much hotter, for one. Silver braced herself, and rightfully so, as, soon enough, she felt the piss inside that cock make its way to the tip, then erupt out, like a sink faucet with both nozzles all the way on. Normally, she’d be swallowing as fast as she could right about then, but with the way Cynder’s cock was so buried inside of her, all of that urine just flowed right down her throat, like an air pump connected to a tire, not a single bit of the wonderful piss escaping from its current destination.

	Cynder’s urine streamed quickly from her tip, Silver gulping and glugging rapidly to make sure it all went down where it belonged, the remains of the cum-residue sticking to her throat being washed right down in the most pleasant sensation, the taste being overridden with something different. Like normal urine, it was yellow, but more of a bright, clear yellow, like the look of a banana-flavored candy. It was light and easy to drink, almost no different from swallowing water, other than the taste, which just made it even better. It was mostly bitter, again like regular pee, but it had a hint of sweetness, a little bit of a sweet tang, that made it so much more palatable. It was like a fruity whiskey, so incredibly delicious and intoxicating. It made her throat burn in the most pleasant way. She glugged it all down, hungrily, thirstily filling her stomach with the liquid, drinking without a bit of moderation. She had no choice but to keep swallowing the liquid - she couldn’t have moved, even if she wanted to - but if she had the choice, she would’ve stayed right where she was. It was so natural to her, so natural to down all of this juicy, delicious waste; it was like it was made for her.

	“MMMM!” She loudly moaned in wonderful glee, still continuing to suck Cynder’s shaft, rubbing her tongue along it, losing all care for precision as her body was flooded with horniness, her eyes glimmering with love and affection. The milker that was pumping on her cock filled with cum very quickly, that aphrodisiac quickly draining, the sub losing all perception of reality and becoming entirely focused on the sensation of drinking, drinking, drinking. She imagined this is what it must’ve felt like to really be a urinal, and she loved it. She was so happy to be installed as one at Club Clover - she’d have multiple nights of this incredible sensation ahead of her. 

	And, on the other side of things, Noble was just as happy, if not even happier.

	When Cynder finally lifted the restrictions on her own body and began to let everything out, naturally, her quivering, aching tail hole had slowly slid open, the lips of her asshole caressing a huge log of the light-blue shit. Noble wasn’t treated to the awe-inducing sight of that log coming out of Cynder’s ass, however, she was treated to the taste. It came as a surprise, her sucking and tonguing interrupted by the presence of a monstrous chunk of shit entering her mouth, but she did not resist. She opened her lips further to let it in, began to chew, chomping her teeth down on the magnificent creation, thinking such a divine meal was far too good for her, but still, she partook in it, and she enjoyed it. However, her chewing soon proved fruitless, as the pace of the log became much faster, picking up speed like a ball rolling down a mountain. She made do, shutting off her gag reflex entirely. She closed her eyes, focused… and gulped, swallowed, sending that intensely large log sliding down her throat, creeping down at the pace of a snail, until it finally landed in her stomach, only barely chewed, a big log of shit. 

	The taste was heavenly, as to be expected from the kitsune; Silver loved it so much, her tail wagging beneath the floor, her cock shivering in the milking machine. However, she had little time to reminisce on the flavor of that perfect piece of shit, as that log was the only thing holding back the rush of Cynder’s signature product. As soon as that huge chunk of waste was out of the way, the kitsune’s asshole blasted open, and out came a rush of goopy shit, a storm, a hurricane of waste, all of it being funneled right inside the adorable skunk. 

	“Hrnk!” She made an audible sound as she was pumped full, not expecting such an insane rush. Cynder chuckled at the sound, immediately able to tell what was going on, as she felt the familiar and arousing motion of her bowels being emptied. She had felt so tight, so full, so much pressure on her hole to just open up and let it all out, and now, she finally could. She could release all that stuck-up tension, like making a tiny hole in a balloon and letting all the air out until it was limp and empty. And now that her own filling was being pumped out of her, it wasn’t going to stomp coming for anything, not even if she wanted it to.

	“Sorry, darling~” Cynder laughed, enjoying herself immensely. Noble was so cute; that bright-pink blush and her eyes full of wonder and surprise made the kitsune shiver in delight. “I didn’t mean to flood you so badly, but I’ve just been holding this all in for so long, I needed to let it all out. I’m sure you can handle it, can’t you~? I’m going to get you so full of shit that you’ll never need to eat anything ever again~ Hope you’re good at swallowing~”

	“MMMM!” The skunk responded, an affirmative and joyful sound, as she was filled. The shit was of a very goopy consistency, only the very occasional solid log making its way through the stream of mostly soft shit. It was like mud, a very similar texture, perhaps even a bit thicker. And, indeed, that’s what Noble would’ve compared it to, as she began to gulp it all down. She swallowed as fast as she could, her throat bulging out with each big mouthful that raced down to her stomach, stars in her eyes as the effort of all that shit-swallowing made her feel woozy. Her stomach began to bulge out, a slight beer-belly forming, her latex suit stretching out to accommodate this change in her appearance. She glugged down even more of the sweet scat, letting it inflate her stomach, feeling the sensation of her belly stretching out. Even as she was so filled, however, she got nowhere near being down - Cynder’s gut was practically infinite, so full of waste that Noble could’ve never eaten it all if it wasn’t being forced inside of her. However, it was very much being forced down in that moment - like Silver, she had no choice but to keep swallowing, and even if she did have the choice to stop, there’s no chance she would’ve. She was having far too much fun to even consider trying to make this end - she wanted it to go on forever, even if her body doubled in weight. 

	The shit slowly began to speed up, filling her faster and faster, coming out with more and more haste, until her gulping just wasn’t enough to keep up. She opened her throat, and it all forced its way down, no swallowing required - it just slid in, pushing its way through, all of that pressure making its way out. Her lips were air-tight against that asshole; she didn’t want to allow even a drip out, she didn’t want to waste it. Every bit deserved to be consumed. 

	“Ah~!” Cynder moaned and murred in both relief and pleasure, her belly shrinking in size as she pushed out all of her shit. It felt so amazing to empty herself out, and especially to do it into such an adorable toilet slave. The two toilets faithfully guzzled and gulped every bit, neither of them missing or spilling even a single drop, well-trained and extremely focused on fulfilling their duties. She’d already cum once that encounter, but as said before, she still had quite a lot left. She tried to hold it back, focusing on enjoying the immense pleasure of this moment, wanting to use these toilets for as long as she could before she lost control, however, she just couldn’t. Everything was just far too hot and pleasurable for her - she was in complete bliss, and her body wanted to express it. 

	Her legs shook, almost falling out from under her, as she thrust forward, her trickle of piss stopping only to allow for her cum to burst forward instead. It pumped out like a hose, gallons of the metallic blue, extremely thick, sticky substance, right down Silver’s throat. It splashed into her stomach, amidst the light-yellow flood of piss, filling her even further, making the chakat’s stomach bulge out as it was filled with gallon after gallon of semen. The kitsune’s shit continued to roar out even as she came, only getting faster, Noble barely holding on as the stream inflated her. After a minute straight of squirting out cum, a total of three gallons filling her toilet, Cynder finally stopped, satisfied. And with that, her shit slowed down too, just a few cups of the goopy stuff sliding into Noble’s mouth as one final bit of dessert to finish her meal. “Ah, that was wonderful~” She mused, feeling empty as could be, and in the best way possible. Her system had never felt so clear, and she could hardly remember a time when the act of disposal was so extremely arousing. “Alright, toilets, time to clean up~”

	“Mmm~” Silver responded as Cynder drew her cock back, growing limp and a bit shorter, making its way out of the chakat’s throat. The toilet licked the tip and the sides, making the kitsune quiver, her shaft still sensitive after finishing, but she didn’t stop her - there was quite a bit of both piss and semen left, and Silver was more than happy to lick it all off. 

	And, of course, right behind her, Noble stuck her snout nice and deep inside of Cynder’s tail hole, sniffing and enjoying the wet warmth of her insides, and then using her tongue to lick them clean, going as deep as she could. The kitsune leaned forward and shivered from the wonderful sensation; if she hadn’t released so much cum, she may have gotten hard again right there, but alas, she was done for the night. Noble cleaned her insides until they were spotless, licking up every bit of light-blue shit, and then, she withdrew her snout and licked the middle of those extremely dirty cheeks, chunks of shit still present within that crack, all being cleared out with a busy, hungry tongue - it seemed her appetite wasn’t going anywhere.

	And finally, Cynder was clean, and her toilet slaves were very full. Each of their bellies were inflated to multiple times their normal size, so big that the latex suits could barely hold them; throughout the process, both of them had discharged their own waste without even considering it, quite a lot, in fact, and now, each of them was going to take quite a while to get rid of the rest. Noble laid one last little kiss on Cynder’s hole, and Silver did the same for her tip, a final bit of praise for their wonderful user.

	“Aww~” The kitsune chuckled; toilets were always so cute when they were thankful for their meals. She rubbed their heads, giving them both nice pets, and made her way to the stall door. “Goodnight, darlings - you better prepare yourself; you’re far from done for the night~ I’m sure you have many other customers just waiting to put you to use~” She winked and walked out, planning to head home for the night - that was enough excitement for her. 

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