Here is the opening of the scene: Hello slave. Do you want to see the naked glory of my great, glorious girl-ass? Of course you do. After all, I am talking about Tulip's terrific, tender tush. So, of course, you want to see my beautiful, bare bum. But slave. There is only one reason why I bare my ass to slaves, like you. Only one reason. And that's to feed you the product of my delightful, delectable derrière. Listen up, slave. Beneath these panties is a shameless shit-shack. But my shit-shack is only shameless for slaves who eat what comes out of my shameless shit-chute. So slave, do you promise to eat the product of Tulip's turd-tunnel? Good. But I have to warn you, slave. The product of Tulip's turd-tunnel does not smell like tulips. In fact, it doesn't smell like any kind of flower. That's because the product of Tulip's turd-tunnel is shit. Stinky, smelly shit. So slave, do you want to see the naked glory of my shapely, shaggable shit-shack? Of course you do. But here is one last warning. From the moment I pull my panties down, you are obligated to eat all of my smelly crap. Because that's the only reason why I bare my ass to a slave, like you. Do you understand? That's good. It's time to turn my pretty, pink poop-pipe into a beastly, brown bum-hole.
Diarrhea Desperation in my Shinny Leggings: Can you handle the mess I made? Watch how I started by taking a laxative pill while talking dirty. When the pills start working, I pushed a big load of noisy farts mixed with diarrhea in my tight shiny black legging. It smelled like heaven in my pants with all that diarrhea. You should see all the dirty things I do with my pants while I beg you to join me