Lost in your obsession, you’re drawn to worship bratty goddesses like me, fixated on every contour of my flawless figure. But it’s my divine derriere that truly ensnares you, driving you to desperate lengths just to bask in its glory. Your sole purpose? To serve and spend, yearning for the chance to indulge in your deepest desires. And now, a new role awaits: my devoted toilet, a pitiful existence you crave with shameful fervor. Beg for the chance to serve, to be consumed by your obsession. Behold your pathetic devotion.
