Drag her outside

You decide there's plenty of fish in the sea, and this whale has had too much salt water. And plankton, you think jiggling the fat on her big ass with your foot. Better get her out quick while she's still out of it.

You reach down and grab her ankle with one hand and begin trying to casually drag her to the door. You are stopped. You grab with both hands and pull harder, and her body finally begins to move, pivoting on the axis of her face in the piss, before her slowly trailing behind you. As the floor lubrication quickly stops the high friction between Piss Piggy's body and the hardwood floor begins to make a high pitched squeak with every pull. She moans with apparent delight.

Her big breasts have dragged under her chin pointing back the way you came, creating a pillow around her face that might impede her breathing, if you cared. As she moves along, her long black hair mops an unbroken line of piss between her outstretched arms on the way to the door. You hear muffled cries of ecstasy from between her tits.

By the time you've opened the door the ankle in your hands appears to be trembling violently with orgasm as you unceremoniously drop her in the hallway of your apartment. She shakes and moans as you walk back around her inside, then slowly looks up at you from her breasts.

"Thaaank yoooou for wonderful ni..." And you slam the door in her face.

You roll your eyes and dust off your hands, finally alone. You eye the long trail from your bed to the door. It's worse than you thought it'd be. Her hair must be really absorbent. You begin to decide on a plan for the day while smoking a morning bowl.

You could call one of your more attractive piss whores to clean up this mess for you. Most of them would jump at the chance to clean your floor, especially if it's for piss.

You take another hit and remember to yourself that your sister is in the hospital. She tried to have a monogamous relationship with her boyfriend thinking he could provide enough but skipped many doses when their relationship had problems. She's in a coma now and that asshole already left to find easier tail. He isn't even donating to the revival effort. Your mom has been bugging you to visit and help.

You open your weed jar to grind another bowl but find it empty. That won't do either. Gonna have to fix that sooner rather than later.

You close the jar and idly play with yourself. This needs to be taken care of too...

Hmmm.... What to do today?