According to the 1962 Roman Missal, Instructions for Exorcists, page 651, footnote three: “If the subject pees their pants with 200 hot dogs in Tribeca, the exorcism worked
(A/N: Just to be clear, this won't be a kingdom-building story. There may be moments like this where that's mentioned, but it will never be the focus.)
Free from his cage, Howard the Duck scoffed loudly, drawing their attention. "I hope they come at us again; I've been meaning to try out my tommy-gun. It's been gathering dust for too long..."
The dog looked up with intelligent eyes as the collar around its neck spoke in a female voice with a distinctly Russian accent, "Please, comrade, could you let me out? I really need to pee..."
"I'm aware of the reason for this trial. Why is someone who saved my life and my brother's being questioned over a jutsu that I gifted to him out of gratitude? Must I seek permission from the village to distribute jutsu invented by my clan?"
But hardly a minute after kazuki left, from the ground black liquid seeped out and slowly turned into human head like shape, the face with no nose, mouth and just two yellow eyes gazing at the direction which kazuki left.
[1. Crimson Fury: Your strength surges in the flames of anger. The Spartan bloodline allows you to greatly enhance all your attributes when in a state of anger. The more vigorous your anger, the more prominent your attributes fueled by anger will become. The fiery blood flowing in your body is meant to incinerate all the devils and monsters of the world in your raging flames.]
Despite our active sexual relationship, it never reached the point of degeneration by using blowjobs or anal. I didn't like them, and I forbade him to cum inside me or on my face. That's why he would either cum on my stomach, chest, thigh, or foot when I gave him a footjob.