You wake up to find yourself bound and gagged beneath Me, towering above you, all dressed in black leather. You're confused about what you think must have been a nightmare you just had, and I laugh and tell you NO, that wasn't all a terrible dream, you really did just watch Me END your frat boy buddy by sitting on his face and dumping a big fat LOG down his throat until he couldn't breath. I explain that I am part of a sorority that has a competition every Spring Break to see who can END the most frat boys using just their arsehole, and I am determined to win this year. But you might be safe, at least on the most part... You see I need some human toilet paper to use after each frat boy that I end, and if you do a good job at it then maybe I'll be nice and let you live. You don't get a choice in the matter, so I'm not going to ask for your consent - now start putting that tongue to work pig! This arse is not going to clean itself!
