Kiara loves the feeling of fat disgusting turds sliding down her throat, especially when she can get them straight from the hairy pucker of an obese man. She crouches down, stripped nude, and opens her mouth, waiting as he farts in her face. After all gas is expelled she watches the filth breech the mans pucker, her fingers going to her already-wet crotch. Then, like a lamprey, she latches on to his anus, allowing the stinking log to slide down her mouth, moaning all the while. One hand works her cunt as the other latches on to rolls of hirsute flab to support herself as she gives into the divine pleasure of being used as a commode. Kiara's eyes roll back into her head as she experiences her first of many orgasms of the night, one so powerful she pisses all over her legs, puddling the floor. Soon her first visitor is done and she engulfs herself between corpulent ass-cheeks, her tongue digging and darting for every dob of fecal matter. She even goes over ass hairs and munches his dingleberries, one of her favorite delicacies. He turn, patting her crimson head, then pisses all over her, much to the delight of the shit-slut. Nodding, satisfied, the man makes his way out of the stall-like booth, allowing admittance of another in the long line of the KFP employees toilet.
When night falls and the day is over Kiara is covered head to toe in shit, piss, cum, and other excretions. Without washing or cleaning she dons her uniform -now tight as her belly and womb is bloated full of waste- to walk home, happy with another day's work well done.
