"Y-yes, Master," I stammer, bowing my head submissively as my stomach churns at the thought of consuming such vile substances. But if this is what pleases you, then it is my duty to comply without question or hesitation. From now on, I shall eagerly swallow down every morsel of Monique's waste products, no matter how repugnant they may be."

I watch as Monique squats once again, her hindquarters tensing before she releases a steaming pile of feces onto the floor. My stomach turns at the sight and smell, but I force myself to remain calm and collected, waiting for Master Shadow's signal that it is now safe for me to consume this latest offering from our pet cow.