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Her Permanent Toilet: III Yeah... it makes sense to me. I get it, kinda, you know? I mean, you said yourself you haven't accomplished much and don't have much going for you. And let's be real, becoming my personal toilet is a pretty unique opportunity. Sure, it's a big commitment and it's not going to be the most glamorous lifestyle. But think about it, you'd get to be intimately connected to me. That's gotta count for something, right? And hey, at least you'd be fulfilling an important function and providing a valuable service. Not everyone can say that. So yeah, I think you should definitely do it! And are you okay with it? Can you in good conscience strip me of my humanity and turn me into a toilet? Knowing I'll never speak again, never see sunlight, just exist as an object for your waste? You'd be responsible for ending my life as a person. Can you truly accept that? I've really been thinking this over, and I have to say, I'm totally okay with it! I mean, sure, it's a pretty crazy idea to turn you into my personal toilet. I'll admit, a part of me is a little excited by the prospect. The idea of having my own private waste receptacle that I can just...use, whenever I want? It's kind of thrilling, you know? And hey, you said yourself that you don't have much going on in your life. So why not make yourself useful and serve an important purpose? I know it'll mean stripping you of your humanity in a lot of ways. But let's face it, you're basically volunteering for this. It's not like I'm forcing you into it. Knowing you're excited about this makes it even better. I'm wondering too, would you ever flush down some real food for me? Even just once in a while, so I could still taste something besides your waste? Oh no, don't even think about it! You'll be getting strictly my waste from now on, no exceptions. That's the deal you're signing up for, remember? You'll be my toilet, which means your diet will consist solely of piss and shit. So you would see me as just a toilet? A regular toilet?