The stench of a human poopsicle almost knocked to the ground. I looked around his room, seeking to find the source of this odor. Almost immediately, you notice a furry tail with a butt plug at the end. You see that it is covered in shat.
'Thomas, have you ever washed this butt plug?'
'No, I don't even wash my hands'
*sucks poop off of his finger and strokes your cheek gently with his hand
