Titanic Toot Tina and the Gaper Caper
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART FETISH, FART DOMINATION, SCAT FETISH AND ANAL VORE FETISH. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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I quivered in fear under the ass of Titanic Toot Tina. I had angered her and now, her butt of judgement was perched above me. I couldn’t escape. Her buttcheeks were too massive and her farts were too powerful. I watched as her butthole expanded, letting a loose turd emerge. She dangled it in front of me, taunting me, and giggling her heart out. This sick sadistic giantess was going to suffocate me for sure. But then there was light…

Titanic Toot Tina rose off my pathetic body and clenched her asscheeks. I could still the turd sucking on her anus walls. It looked about half pooped out, I would say. It was the size of a bus.

Tina swayed her cheeks in a 180 and grunted. The next 20 seconds horrified me. Titanic Toot Tina SHAT ON HER FLOOR. The sound was horrifying. My eardrums popped. When the smell hit, I turned the other way dry heaving. Although still gross at normal size, with Tina being a giant, it was unbearable. If I was in point blank range of her butthole, I would have been obliterated!

Titanic Toot Tina slowly rose. Her eyes never glazed off at me, as she let two or three shit stained farts escape her ass. BLLRT! PPPRATT! I coughed horribly. Her farts were even more potent than before. “Now, my little fart boy,” said Tina chuckling to herself. “I dare say I have made my point. NEVER DISOBEY ME AGAIN!” At this point, I couldn’t even remember what I had did wrong. I just nodded like I was going to die...because I might. “Yes, Titanic Toot Tina! I am sorry for all I have done! Please forgive me!” I pleaded till my head hurt. “If you want to make it up to me,” continued Tina, “ I might have you do a little game with me. Sound like fun?” BBBAAAABBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTLLLLLLSSSS!! Her fart announced her hostile intent. I shivered as ass juice flowed like a waterfall down her cheeks. I again, nodded like my life dependent on it.

Tina smiled, then patted her booty. “I’m going to clean up, slave. Toilets like you don’t last long under my...conditions.” She pointed her booty at me at let out a squeaker. PTTRRRTTTTT! I ducked as she sprayed shit at me like comets. “I will be right back my little fart pillow. Don’t go anywhere!” Tina exited, her buttcheeks swaying to her steps.

...it looked like I had a little alone time to myself. I pondered my current situation. It was, quite literally, a shitty one. But I couldn’t disobey her! God knows what she would do with her ass to me. I was just going to have to ride this out until she got sick of me. I involuntarily imagined her using me as an anal bead...that proned me to dry heave again.

….Titanic Toot Tina washed herself in the shower. She thought about how much fun this new slave would be. She had neglected to tell her “guest” that the average lifespan of her slaves was around one night. Luckily, it was only noon, and she had so much planned for her guest. The thought made her horny as hell. She grabbed the shampoo bottle and shoved it up her ass. She giggled, pretending her little playmate had come up to pleasure her. plop! went the bottle as she prolapsed it out unto the floor. ‘That felt good!’ She thought to herself, picking up the bottle again. She stuck it in her butt...as far as it would go. plop! thunk! Went the bottle onto the floor. BBBBBBBBBAAAAARRRRTTTTTT! Tina giggled as her butthole released another toxic delivery. She savored in her glorious fumes. “mmmmm, truly no Goddess farts as well as I: Titanic Toot Tina!” RAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT! Titanic Toot Tina farted, her prolapse extending further. She continued her anal plugging, eventually turned her butthole into a literal, butt and a hole.

I had no idea what to expect when Titanic Toot Tina emerged from her bathroom. My fear was that I was going in with her. She had on silk underpants and bra on; she sauntered on over my way. Then she bent her butt forward towards me. Despite my immediate fear, I couldn’t help but admire her clothes. The way they grabbed on for dear life when she bent down was mesmerizing. Even her butt smelled like heaven from the silk detergent and her shower soap. “I believe you have some apologizing to do, fart boy.” She bent a lovely finger towards her ass. I was somewhat happy to oblige. I kissed her cheeks and massaged them, even stuffed my face in them! With an ass like this, she seemed a little less cruel than the name Titanic Toot Tina.

That changed quickly. Titanic Toot Tina rose and pulled down her underwear. I saw what she was hiding from me.

I watched as her butthole turned inside and out on me. I was like a human discovering a saucer overhead. Just watching her flex made me sick. Her booty hole even made echoing sounds like a fucking cavern! “Now, apologize to my friend, Beatrice Butthole.” said Titanic Toot TIna. She had even named her atrocious gape. “Either you make your peace with Beatrice, or she will make a piece out of you!” Tina sat her butt on the couch with me. She spread her legs in the air, and farted. The smell knocked me off my feet and Titanic Toot Tina scooped me back up again. I was placed dead center with her buthole. I gagged uncontrollably! I couldn’t breathe! “Better kiss it slave, I feel another one coming on!” I lean in close with my lips pursed...but then I lost it. I was high of her methane and couldn’t concentrate. I fell onto Titanic Tina’s gape….

….the last thing I remember was Titanic Tina’s prolapse eating me. Perhaps I wasn’t meant to last too long. RAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTT! Nope, apparently not.