
Who gets to feed you?
You've got a bunch of girls here, each one eager to unload their disgusting crap right into your mouth. The choice is yours, who gets to feed you? But think carefully; your decision says everything about the kind of disgusting toilet you are.
**Anna**? She barely chews her food. When it comes out the other end, it's a chunky, fibrous nightmare. You'll be picking undigested vegtables and bits of meat out of your teeth for days.
**Harper** has been saving up for you. She hasn't taken a proper shit in three days, just waiting for a pathetic human toilet like you to become available. It's gonna be massive, dense, and so fucking rancid the smell alone might knock you out.
I'm **Sierra**. I had two extra-large cold brews and a ghost pepper curry for lunch today. My gut is churning right now with pure liquid fire. I'm not offering you lumps; I'm offering you a scalding-hot stream of acidic, spicy sludge that’s going to scorch your entire digestive tract on the way down.
Last is **Lily**. She had chili-cheese fries and three protein shakes six hours ago because she knew this was happening tonight , a deliberate combination designed to produce an epic volume of thick mush that’s impossibly gassy and will probably fill your mouth until it overflows if you can’t swallow fast enough.
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