Shiron drooled as the cap span on his head. Slowly the words echoed through his mind and did what his master ordered. Slowly, he turned himself around and pushed his rear out. He stood there for a bit as he felt his stomach gurgle and bubble with last nights dinner. With his tongue out and a clench on his stomach, the windy dragon raised his tail and began to push large and thick logs of shit into his pants. The loud sound of the shit crackling was accompanied by a large and disgusting brown bulge growing on the dragons pants. It slowly grew in size as the strong and choking scent of sewage waste quickly spread out. Now there was a big round bulge in his pants, but his captor wanted more.
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