Andy and Juniper
by The Kumquat King

PART 1: THE CONCERT

Andy splashed his face with ice-cold water a few times, coughing slightly. He then shut off the sink and reached for a paper towel, only to find out that it was barren of any sort of drying material and was instead forced to using his slightly shat-upon shirt. Afterwards, he sighed, leaned his hands upon the marble counter, and stared at his ghastly reflection. There were still bits of Amanda's diarrhea clotted in his hair and his every breath was tainted with the toxic odor of her wastes, perhaps indefinitely. He sighed in defeat. Maybe this was his life now. Maybe he was to be a pony/toilet to a smelly and cruel (albeit hot) girl.

He shook his head. No, impossible. No higher being would force a fate so torturous on anyone. There had to be a way to get away from Amanda, hopefully without hurting her feelings. After all, she may have put him through a certain hell, but there were times in the past where he had felt genuine friendship between the two of them, and he owed it to the both of them to resolving this without conflict.

His train of thought was interrupted by the opening of the bathroom door. Turning and expecting Amanda, he was instead surprised to find a girl of similar stature to her and with an hourglass frame to boot, but with short, platinum-blonde hair, half of it covering one eye while the unhidden, plainly violet eye sparkled with an innate curiosity and innocence. She was wearing a sleek, black, short-sleeve crop top with the shoulders cut off (revealing her belly button in the process), her giant breasts somehow still managing to jiggle slightly despite how tightly they were confined in the small garment. In addition, she was wearing tight, lavender, studded short shorts that exceedingly accentuated her ample curves (although Andy tried not to notice), along with cute, white, kitten heels.

Humming a little song to herself, she stopped dead when she noticed Andy, who was frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

"Um-um-" She blushed furiously, her voice tentative but cute. "Wh-what are you doing in the wo-women's bathroom?"

"Uh..." Andy tried to think of an excuse. To be fair, he should've been expecting a girl to walk in eventually, but he was so caught off-guard that he just spoke in a panic. "Uh, there weren't any paper towels in the guy's room, so I just came in here to grab some-" He attempted to yank down some paper towel, before realizing once more that there weren't any in the dispenser. "Hehe, oops, guess I made a mistake! Looks like there aren't any here!" He chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Sorry to alarm you, I'll be going now!"

Andy stood up straight and made to leave, but the girl pointed at his head. "But there's-there's something in your hair! And it looks like..." She blushed a bit. "It looks like..."

"Dirt!" He exclaimed, forcing a laugh. "It's just some dirt, that's all! I'll just go and clean it off in the men's room." Again, he started to walk to the door, but she grabbed his arm, her soft yet large hand gripping tightly.

"Um..." She was looking down at the floor, blushing even harder, if that was at all possible. "I wouldn't m-mind cleaning your hair for you."

"Huh?" Andy said, completely taken aback. Throughout his life, there were many girls that he had been interested in, but there was never a girl who had shown interest in him (possibly due to Amanda's interference). Who was this girl? "Listen, I don't mean to offend you, like, at all, but I don't even know your name..."

"Oh," the blonde girl let go of his now-sore arm and engulfed him in a shy hug, "my name is Juniper! It's so nice to finally meet you, Andy!"

As Andy struggled slightly to breathe amidst her crushing grip, he couldn't help noticing that she had a distinctive smell to her, which he didn't notice at first, possibly due to the overwhelming stink of Amanda's noxious farts still lingering in the room. It troubled him greatly that he could still wrinkle his nose at Juniper's odor despite how much he had recently been through. Then another thing occurred to him.

"How-did you-know-my name?" Andy said between gasps of air when Juniper finally released him.

Juniper's visible eye widened as her snow-white skin shifted to the colors of a cherry blossom tree. "Um-um-um..." She took a deep breath. "Okay, so there's something I have to admit. I have, uh, been...following you for the past four months, twenty-three days, two hours, thirteen minutes or so. And...well, I've never really h-had a chance to talk to you because, well, you were always with Amanda. Or rather, she was always with you."

Andy took a step back, trying to absorb it all. "Wait, so-so you've been stalking me?"

Juniper shook her entire body furiously, her curvaceous body jiggling so much that Andy lost his train of thought. "It wasn't like that! I just...you seemed like a really sweet guy, but...I'm really shy and I've had a lot of trouble making friends and...and..." She looked as if she was on the verge of tears.

Andy waved his hands. "No, no, I'm flattered! Really! I just didn't think anyone liked me like that, that's all!" She still looked like she was about to cry.

"No, please don't cry-" Andy thought of something he could say to fix everything. "Um, d'you wanna...do you wanna go on a date?" He ignored the little nagging voice in his head that warned him that it was a bad idea to date a stalker.

Her expression brightened as she suddenly farted, filling the room with another awful smell. "Oh no!" She squealed in horror. "I didn't mean to-now you'll think I'm-"

"Don't worry!" Andy said quickly. "I don't mind if you...fart." He realized immediately that he had messed up, but at least she wiped her eyes and smiled.

"I knew you were the sweetest. And...I'd love to go on a date with you!" She giggled happily. "In fact, I even have two tickets to see a Loaded Bullet concert! I mean..." She presses her index fingers together slightly. "You do like Loaded Bullet, right?"

The truth was, Andy had no idea what Loaded Bullet was, but he was going on a date with a girl who wasn't Amanda, so he was absolutely fine. "Oh yeah, of course!"

"Yay!" She laughed and clapped. "This is the best day ever! Let's go!"

"Wait, what?" Andy asked. "Does it start soon?"

"Oh, it starts in half an hour! Don't worry, it's not that far!" She grabbed his hand and dragged him behind her, heading towards the exit. "Besides, you have a free period next!"

He sighed as she started to hit him with a barrage of farts, happy that the object of her affections was 'okay with it'. Then again...she may have smelled terrible, but she was sweet and nice and not Amanda, which was a winning combination for him.

They maneuvered through the halls (thankfully without seeing neither hair nor ass cheek of Amanda), before finally making their way outside.

"Uh, Juniper, how are we getting there?" Andy asked.

She farted loudly, causing his eyes to water. "Oh yeah! I've gotta tell my brother he's not going!" A car beeped and she waved.

"Oh, that's our ride?" Andy said as she grabbed his arm again and lead him to the car.

"Yep!" She giggled. "It's my brother!" She opened the passenger's door, pushed him in, and climbed in after him, sitting on his lap and farting happily. "Let's go, bro!"

"Um, who's this?" Her brother asked as they drove off. He was wearing similar attire to Juniper; even his bellybutton was revealed.

Juniper was too busy trying to buckle the two of them in, resulting in her squishing even harder against him. Andy's entire body was being compressed beneath her large ass and lower back, but he tried his best not to moan out loud, worried that he might hurt her feelings.

"I say again-who is this guy?" Her brother repeated, scratching his gelled-back blond hair in irritation.

Juniper farted, and Andy felt her entire ass vibrate into his thigh-and-crotch region, which would have turned him on, had the smell of rotten eggs not wafted up his nose and potentially singed his nose-hairs. "He's-he's my boyfriend!"

Boyfriend? Andy thought while coughing. It's just a date!

The brother smirked, opening his window in order to let out some of the noxious fumes. Andy was left wishing he could ask the brother to open the passenger's side window as well. "You don't have a boyfriend, Little J. Unless you mean that guy you've had wet dreams about!"

Juniper bounced in surprise and let out several wet-sounding farts, crushing Andy's lower half and causing him to wonder if one could kill oneself by holding one's breath. "I'll never forgive you for reading my diary!"

The brother chuckled. "Didn't hear you denying it. I suppose that means you're disinviting me from the concert."

Juniper looked down. "Yeah...I'm really sorry." She shifted on top of Andy, trying to get comfortable. Unfortunately, no position was comfortable for him.

Her brother shrugged. "S'cool. I'm glad my little sis is finally dating." He looked over at Andy, who was trying very hard not to vomit from the smell. "You treat little June well, or I'll mess you up dude. That's a promise."

Andy nodded quickly, not wanting to get on Juniper's brother's bad side.

Juniper giggled and ground Andy's lap, not realizing how painful it was for him. "Aw, Andy would never hurt me. He's too much of a sweetie."

Andy coughed and groaned quietly to himself. "What did I get myself into?" He muttered to himself, watching the sweat on Juniper's fat rolls glisten.

After about twenty-five minutes, they pulled into a crowded parking lot. "Tickets are in the glove compartment." The brother said, stopping the car.

"Got 'em!" Juniper crowed and she unbuckled their seat belt and opened the door. "Thanks so much, Oliver! Let's go, Andy!"

Andy made to follow, but he couldn't feel his legs. Nevertheless, he pushed off with his hands and nearly slid down, but suddenly Oliver grabbed his arm in a vice-grip.

"You do whatever my sister wants, do you understand?" Oliver whispered. "Anything. Anything at all. Got that?"

"Yep," Andy replied, wincing in pain, "I'll try."

"No, you do more than try." Oliver scowled. "Today, she's your mistress, and you're her slave. If I find out that isn't the case, well...Juniper's farts will be the least of your problems."

Andy gulped. "Got it." Oliver released his arm.

"Have fun, you two!" He called, driving away.

"Byeee!!!!" Juniper sang. "Alright, let's go!" She suddenly turned to Andy shyly. "I know you don't mind giving piggyback rides, so could-could I please have one?"

Andy had a flashback to earlier this morning, when Amanda was riding him mercilessly, forcing him to carry her further and further. But...then again, Juniper was completely different. She was sweet, albeit a bit unintentionally cruel. Besides...he had to do anything Juniper asked.

He bent down slightly, much to Juniper's joy. "Yay! And because you like me and not Amanda, I know that you'll carry me for as long as I want, like a good boyfriend!" She leapt onto Andy's reluctant back, which bent severely beneath her, and let her massive thighs and ankles dangle, forcing him to grab her sweaty bare under-thighs in order to keep her aloft.

He grimaced as he struggled to maintain a grip on her greasy, perspiration-soaked legs, but began to make his way towards the entrance, wondering if he would ever piggyback a girl who didn't weigh twice as much as him.

True to her pale appearance, she was ice-cold to the touch, and tried to warm herself by snuggling into him, tightening her grip around his neck with her flabby arms as he sputtered for breath.

Somehow, she seemed even heavier than Amanda, though he guessed it was because his legs were still numb from the car ride.

"So, Andy, I-uh, have to ask." Juniper's voice came from above him. "This stuff in your hair and on your shirt...it's...not dirt, is it?"

Andy sighed. He figured this would come up. "No, it's...not."

She nervously shifted her weight, causing his exhausted legs to buckle. "Is-is it...poop? Amanda's poop?"

Andy gulped. What could he say? He didn't to admit that Amanda had used him like a toilet, but what other option was there? "The truth is..." He began.

Juniper covered his mouth with an unwashed hand. "Shh, it's okay. I don't kink-shame. In fact...it's interesting that you like it that way."

Andy tried to shake his head frantically, not wanting her to get any false ideas, but she just nudged her cheek against the top of his head. "Don't worry. I'll fulfill all of your desires. And...and I know you'll fulfill all of mine."

The two of them continued forward, the struggling horse and his heavy charge. Thankfully, there wasn't a line to go into the stadium, so Juniper cheerfully gave a official-looking man their tickets and Andy wobbled in, trying to distract himself from his aching arms and legs by looking around at the scenery.

There were multitudes of teenagers and young adults sauntering about on the grass, a majority of them sporting piercings and dyed hair. Andy looked up, noticing that there were also a great many people in the bleachers above and all around. He attempted to ask a question, but Juniper's hand was still clamped around his mouth, resulting in her giggling cutely.

"That tickles!" She nipped his ear, which was surprisingly forward of her. "Hey, you have to lick my hand if you want me to remove it."

This must have been a fetish of hers, Andy thought. Although her palm was sweaty and smelled non too pleasant, it certainly wasn't the most disgusting thing he had licked in the past hour, so he obliged her, wincing at the sour taste. She giggled once more and freed his mouth from her grasp.

"I-was gonna ask-" Andy said between breaths, "what seats do we have?"

She laughed breezily and squeezed him tightly with her thighs; Andy had to hold in a yelp of pain. "You're so cute, Andy. We don't have seats! I managed to score a spot on the grass! We can watch from here!"

"Really?" Andy attempted to lower himself so she could dismount, but she simply readjusted herself on his shuddering body.

"No, silly, not here-here! I wanna get closer to the stage!" She farted loudly, causing a group of leather-wearing teens to quickly scoot away, cringing with revulsion.

"Of course you want to get closer." He whispered to himself, straightening with a gasp of pain and continuing forward.

There was one good thing about Juniper's farts, Andy said to himself. They sure cleared up the path. Of course, the payoff was that the air surrounding him was tainted with yet another girl's farts.

He trudged forward until finally, mercifully, Juniper's voice rang out from on top of him. "Here is good! We're right in the middle of things."

Andy nearly cried with joy as Juniper allowed him to slowly bend down, but not before a few more farts polluted the air.

"PTTFTTHHHFNTHTHTH!"
"PRRRBBTHTHHSHHHH!"

The entire space around them was cleared as the people attempted to scatter discretely.

Andy just wanted to collapse on the soft-looking grass, but Juniper, fidgeting slightly, looked at him coquettishly. "Um, Andy, I don't want to sit on the grass because my shorts would get dirty." Andy glanced down at her sweaty yet sexy thighs in spite of himself, before returning his attention to her pretty face. "Would you mind...would you mind letting me sit on your back until the show begins?"

Andy tried to hide his anguish with a weak "sure," knowing that any other answer could potentially result in hysterics. Even though he was tired and weak, he at least enjoyed her adorable smile and her curves bouncing around in glee. Forcing his tired legs to cooperate, he got on all fours, offering his back to her reluctantly. Juniper, who saw this as nothing more than her strong boyfriend treating her like a queen, simply spun around and hopped on his back, not noticing that her small seat was shaking and quaking beneath her.

Andy forced himself to stay upright, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"PTHHHPPPTHHHHFFFTHHB!!"
"PRRRFFFFFFFTHHHHTHPPP!!"

Juniper sighed in relaxation as she farted again and again, reclining on her makeshift 'chair.' Meanwhile, the poor boy trapped under her was left nearly in tears, partially from her eggy, raunchy bursts of gas, and partially from the strain of her 200+ voluptuous body on his thin, exhausted frame.

"This is one of my fetishes- human furniture!" She called down to him, giggling girlishly. "I love when a strong boyfriend is able to support his girlfriend, and I've seen you do this with Amanda, so I'm assuming it's a fetish of yours as well!"

Andy didn't have the strength to mention that Amanda had never forced him to support her weight in such a manner, but had only sat on him while he was already on a flat surface. This was far more intense and-he hated to think it-even more painful.

There were a few onlookers who shot sympathetic glances at Andy, but he didn't dare look up, instead focusing intently on a single blade of grass and convincing himself that he wasn't about to collapse.

"PSHHTHHHHTHHBPPP!!"

Tears began to stream down his face, the stink of her emissions too much for him. Juniper, however, had kicked off her shoes and was too busy cleaning the spaces between her toes.

"Ewww!" Juniper suddenly wiggled in place frantically, making the indent in Andy's shuddering back even more pronounced. "What's this gob between my toes? Andy, what do you think it is?" She scraped a bit off, reached over, and stuck it in Andy's mouth.

Andy coughed and convulsed, the grimy taste bringing him that much closer to throwing up. "It's really...dear God..."

At that moment, some rock music started playing over the speaker, resulting in loud cheers from the surrounding crowd.

"Ooh! It's gonna start soon!" Juniper exclaimed. "Anyway, what did you say, Andy? It's really good? You-you actually like the gunk between my toes?"

Andy had no breath to spare but violently shook his head, hoping that she was looking for a visual signal, but to no avail. "No objections? Okay then, you can have the rest of it!" Juniper turned her body to face the back of his head, wiggled her feet, and shoved them into his mouth.

His cries of distaste were drowned out by the music, so all he could do was reluctantly suck the toe grime and sweat from her disgusting soles and piggies as they swished around in his mouth, destroying whatever was left of his tastebuds (post-Amanda's 'meal'). He swallowed weeks worth of dirt and God knows what else, still forced to support her immense weight all the while.

Andy tried to clean her toes as fast as possible, horrified by the fact that she was just as disgusting as Amanda, but Juniper simply giggled with happiness. "Like I said, your tongue tickles!" She exclaimed, grunting as she released another nasty blast of ass gas.

Suddenly, the music disappeared and was replaced by several voices, most likely the band. Thankfully, Juniper squealed and popped her feet out of Andy's mouth. "It's starting!" She hopped off of Andy's back, resulting in his immediate collapse to the ground.

"If you don't mind..." Andy whispered tiredly to the rustling grass underneath and all around him, "I'll just be staying here for a while, okay?" He closed his eyes in exhaustion, spitting every few seconds to try and remove the nasty taste of Juniper's feet, without much success.

Loaded Bullet started to play their first song amidst a large cheer, and Juniper was the loudest of all.

"Yessss!!!!" She screamed, waving her hands enthusiastically. "My jam!!"

Huh. Andy thought to himself. Not bad. Maybe, just maybe...he could still enjoy himself.

"Darn it." Juniper pouted, standing on her tipi-toes. "I can't see!" She turned to Andy, her face beginning to turn that rosy color again. "Um, Andy?"

He looked up at her, silently begging her to not ask what he was afraid she was going to ask.

"Um..." Juniper bit her lip, shifting her weight from one leg to the other. "Would you mind...would you mind lifting me up on your shoulders? Pretty please?" She tucked her hair behind her ear and farted nervously.

Andy's fatigued body and common sense were screaming at him to stay where he was, but he knew how devastated she would be if she couldn't see her favorite singers perform. He got to his aching feet, turned reluctantly towards the blonde Amazon, and slowly lowered to a crouch. "Climb on..."

"Yayyy!!!" Juniper jiggled her massive thighs together in excitement, causing them to wiggle and ripple so much that it was almost hypnotizing. She skipped over to him, still barefoot, and swung one giant leg over his neck and shoulders. Then, instead of lowering herself gently, she plopped down heavily on his comparatively smaller shoulders and lifted her legs off the ground, forcing him to support the weight of her entire body from the start.

Andy grunted in pain as he attempted to lift off with his legs, wishing Juniper would make it easier for him. Instead, she tightly squeezed his red, shuddering face between her sweaty thighs and bounced on his thin shoulders with equal parts excitement and impatience, causing him to nearly collapse beneath her.

This was worse than piggyback rides, worse than human furniture, maybe even worse than being shat on. His legs were exploding with agony, his spine already beginning to concave under Juniper's titanic ass, and now she was drowning him in her thigh sweat, smearing his face with her nasty bodily fluids as she tightened her grip around his head, engulfing him with her meaty leg flesh.

"C'mon!" Juniper kicked him gently. "Up-up!"

Sweat poured from Andy's forehead and mixed with Juniper's, and he groaned as he tried his best to not give out under her prodigious posterior. Andy's body went into overdrive as he slowly, painfully, straightened up, his entire body shuddering with exhaustion, but Juniper was delighted. "Wow!! I can see everything!"

"And I can't see anything." Andy tried to reply, but her clenched thighs covered his nose and mouth, preventing him from both speaking and...breathing!

Andy tapped the side of her ass in desperation, but Juniper simply took it as a romantic gesture and grabbed both of his hands tightly, singing along to the song.

Andy's legs buckled under the strain, but he forced himself to stay where he was. One song-one song and then he could collapse; then he could breathe.

The next minute and a half went by so slowly that it felt like an eternity. Juniper continued to sing along, ecstatic that she was on a date with her crush and not noticing how much pain the aforementioned crush was in. Andy's back felt like it was going to snap, but he held on, trying to conserve his oxygen supply all the while.

Finally, the song seemed to end. Juniper slowly opened her legs, allowing Andy to suck in some sweet-"PFFTTHHHTHHHTHTHTPFFTHH!"-okay, smelly air. "Wasn't that just the best song ever?!"

"Yeah!" Andy panted heavily, starting to lower her. "Now let's take a short-"

The lead singer of the band suddenly burst into song again. "Oh my God!" Juniper shrieked in disbelief. "Trigger Me! They haven't sang this in years!" She kicked him again, a little harder this time. "Up-up! Up-up!"

Andy, now in tears, forced himself to rise once again, his will as close to shattering as his spine.

"You're the most amazing boyfriend ever! Juniper exclaimed happily, patting her exhausted date on the head. "And don't worry, we'll get Amanda's shit out of your hair soon!" She closed her raunchy thighs around Andy's face again, misunderstanding his scream of terror for excitement.

"And replace her shit with my own..." She purred softly, stroking his hair tenderly and getting wet with the very thought. Beneath her, Andy wept, horrified by the situation he got himself in. The only solace?

At least it wasn't Amanda.

PART 2: THE CHAINS

Two hours.

Two hours of being forced to support a girl who weighed far more than him. Two hours of only being able to breathe when he wasn't being mercilessly suffocated by blubbery thighs or drowning in a river of leg sweat. And two hours of "PRRRFTFTTHHHPTHHH!" ugh, nauseating farts that invaded his sinuses with their repugnant odors.

Every time a song ended, Andy desperately begged her to dismount, but every time he tried, she just giggled and patted his head sweetly, before squeezing his head between her massive thighs and shifting her immense weight on his aching shoulders, resulting in violent shudders from the body of the tortured boy beneath her.

But somehow, finally, he made it through without collapsing. The band played its last song and left, much to the disappointment of the crowd and to Juniper, who farted sadly as she watched them disappear backstage. Andy, overcome with joy at the conclusion of this hellish nightmare, anxiously waited for Juniper's signal to let him lower her, but, to his pure horror, she just sighed in content and nudged him with her bare foot.

"Alright! This was really nice! Let's go home, Andy!" She bounced on his exhausted shoulders, her fat rippling along with her. "Could you pick up my shoes please?"

Andy slowly and painfully made his way over to where she kicked off her shoes, trying to not scream in agony with every shaky step. He bent down to retrieve them, hoping and praying that she would get off, but she just waited patiently, stroking his hair and humming one of Loaded Bullet's songs.

"Are-are you going to get off?" He wheezed, already knowing in his heart of hearts how she would respond.

"Um, I actually wouldn't mind if you carried me all the way home like this!" Juniper said, farting happily. Her voice was soft and sweet and her intent was pure, yet her words caused him to nearly break down completely.

Fighting back tears, he managed to rise again, clutching her shoes between his cold and tired fingers, and off they went, Juniper's stink causing other people to give them a wide berth.

Andy was nearly broken, both physically and emotionally, but he was still shocked when Juniper told him the distance to her house.

"Seven miles! No, Juniper, I don't think I can do this..." Andy tried to lower her for the umpteenth time, but Juniper wasn't budging.

"C'mon, Andy, it's not so bad. My brother ran in the 16k run the other day and finished in nearly record time! I'm sure someone like you can do this, no sweat." She slapped him in the face with her ironically sweaty skin as she hugged his head with her legs. "Besides...you're the last person to lift me on your shoulders since my-my dad." Her voice quivered.

Andy sensed that there were waterworks coming, so, with a very heavy heart and an even heavier girl, he pried his face free from her vice grip, took in a deep, fart-filled breath (which resulted in quite a few coughs), and started forward quickly, resulting in a surprised squeal of delight from Juniper.

"WHEE!" She giggled as she rode her fatigued pony.

Andy's feet smacked the pavement, one after the other. He was desperate, oh so desperate to be freed from this tremendous burden.

Eventually, this burst of adrenaline ran out, and soon he slowed, the weight of Juniper's ass digging into his nape too much to bear. However, Juniper didn't mind this pace, as she was simply enjoying the sensation of being carried around and looking at the world from a higher point of view, not understanding the depths of the suffering her poor boyfriend was going through. She giggled as she ducked a branch, her laughter not lost on the exhausted Andy, who groaned in pain as she readjusted her figure and farted with joy.

Andy stopped at a light and willed it to change, every second beneath Juniper an eternity of agony. Juniper, however, decided to reach down and honk his nose, much to his bemusement. Although... The light changed and he slowly crossed the street. It was pretty cute. She as a person was adorable, he had to admit. But as a girlfriend...?

"PTHHTHSHTHHRRP!"

His eyes watered as her foul gas encompassed his senses. Yeah, he didn't think she was the right one for him. Not in the slightest. But then...how could he break up with her? She was so sensitive; the rejection would crush her! Much like she was currently crushing him...

Juniper shrieked and pointed to a bird, overexcited. "Look, look! It's so close! I can almost-" the sparrow flew away. "Aww..." She farted in disappointed. "Did you see it, Andy?"

"Yeah," Andy said, coughing once more, "you just startled it. I'm sure it would've liked you once it got to know you better. Birds like sweet things, after all." What are you doing?! Don't compliment her!

"Mmh!" She did one of her full body blushes, along with a cute, high-pitched gasp. "Oh, um-um, thanks, Andy!"

He sighed weakly and groaned again, gasping from the strain. "No problem..."

Yes problem! What was he going to do? Not to mention Amanda wouldn't be happy once she found out about this. He stopped in place.

"Hm?" Juniper looked down in curiosity. "You okay?"

Amanda versus Juniper. Juniper vs Amanda. This wasn't good. Andy started forward again, so Juniper shrugged and continued to admire the scenery of the suburban neighborhood that they were passing.

Andy was worried, worried enough to even forget the amount of excruciating pain he was currently in. These two girls seemed to want nothing more than to force Andy to worship their repulsive bodies in various ways, and Andy felt as though he had to choose between the two of them. On one hand, Amanda was intentionally cruel, actively wanting to submerge him in her sweaty body and shit on him whenever possible, but Juniper was equally as bad, wanting him to support the weight of her body for hours on end, all the while not noticing how heavy she was. The difference was that Amanda knew what she was doing while Juniper seemed blissfully unaware of it. Which was worse?

The warm spring sun furthered his dehydration, but Andy still wasn't desperate enough to drink the glistening sweat from her oily, jiggling thighs. As he pressed on, every step causing a jolt and a shudder, he wondered to himself.

Which was worse? The malicious yet sexy redhead or the sweet yet unaware blonde?

Which was worse? Swallowing shit or being a human chair?

The church bells rang as sun began to set, resulting in a vivid assortment of rich hues that painted the twilight sky. "I spy with my little thigh," she smacked him playfully with a thigh that was anything but, "something...beautiful."

"Is it you?" Andy didn't know why he was continuing to flirt with her, but that must have been the right response, because she let out an adorable gasp of surprise.

"Um-I-I," Juniper was too flustered to even finish a sentence. "I-It's the sunset. The sunset is pretty! But...thanks..."

Andy almost smiled, before taking yet another step and nearly collapsing. "Juniper, are-are we close? It's been hours..."

Juniper giggled nervously. "Um, okay, I have to tell you something." Andy's heart dropped. "We passed my house two blocks ago. I just-I just wanted to spend more time with you. That's all..." She sighed. "You can turn around now."

Andy shook his head repeatedly, done with everything. "No, I-I can't. I can't...go any furth-" His legs suddenly, finally gave out from under the two of them and Andy collapsed to the ground, with Juniper falling heavily onto his back with a surprised squeal. The last thing Andy remembered before falling unconscious was the horrible smell of her farts, still lingering in the air.

When he woke, he immediately noticed something was off. He wasn't lying down in a bed, but was instead on his knees, chained to the floor of what appeared to be a basement. He tried to get up, but his legs screamed in agony, so he tried to move his hands. However, they were tied to a position where the palms were facing upwards. His face was tilted up, and he could hear Loaded Bullet coming from above the ceiling.

Andy struggled, but to no avail. Crazy stalkers weren't actually real, were they? What the hell was going on? "HELP!!!" Andy screamed, trying to break free, "HEELLPP!!" The music abruptly stopped, and soon there was a heavy thumping down the stairs before finally, Juniper came into view. But Juniper was now only wearing some very sexy but very small lingerie that barely covered her breasts or her bush. Besides that though, she was bare naked, aside from the usual coating of sweat. Her eye sparkled as she looked him up and down.

"Juniper, what the hell is going on?" Andy demanded, noticing that her smell was somehow even stronger than before.

"Oh, Andy, are you feeling better?" Juniper walked over and slowly stroked his face, eyeing it with lust. Andy shook his face furiously, causing her hand to recoil.

"Juniper, please tell me that this isn't another one of your fetishes." Andy begged, but Juniper simply giggled and pulled down her lacy panties, freeing her bush and hitting Andy with a new odor-the stank of rotten fish.

"Andy, I've...I've never had a guy eat me out before...or look at me undressed..." She turned bright pink. "But now I want both. Now that I have the guy of my dreams, I can have all of my fantasies come true!" She turned around, revealing a sight that caused a horrible sense of déjà vu- a titanic ass, two giant, sweaty moons that Andy knew he was about to experience first-hand. "I want what you gave Amanda- I want you to eat my poop!" She started to back up, much to his terror.

"No, please Juniper, don't do this!" Andy begged. "We can have a relationship, a good one! One that doesn't involve me being used as a toilet!" The smell of her ass nearly knocked him out again, jiggling and jiggling as it got bigger and bigger, shadowing him with its girth.

"But Andy, didn't you say this was one of your fetishes as well?" She farted directly in his face, causing him to dry-heave frantically and prevent him from answering while she continued. "I know you're not used to the chains, but you're the perfect boyfriend, so you'll do it for me!" With that, she leapt up and landed on his face, forcing him to support her massive ass as she gently lowered her large feet onto his open palms, using them as leverage to squash his shuddering face even further.

His spine bent backwards further and further, his head and neck struggling to not snap completely beneath her. "I haven't pooped in a day, just so you know!" Juniper said, leaning back as much as she could, trying to force Andy's face far up her slimy ass. "I was going to, but then I met you, Andy!" She reached back and giggled, rubbing the back of Andy's flailing head.

Andy, meanwhile, was in a state of agony. Although her ass wasn't stained with shit like Amanda's, it smelled just as awful, and he was already so exhausted from carrying Juniper for hours and hours...he screamed as her weight forced him to bend back even further, his head getting increasingly wedged in deep between her smelly, perspiration-soaked ass cheeks.

Juniper began to fart, which was a both a blessing and a curse at the same time. While it was revolting in every shape and form, it was necessary to breath it in simply to stay alive. If you could even call that living.

"PSSTHHHTTHHRRRRTHPRTH!!"
"THRRPPTHRPPSHTHHPPPP!!"

Andy cried as he desperately tried to shake her heavy body off, the stink too much for him. However, Juniper simply giggled as she ground the stench into his pulverized face. "See? Now you're getting the hang of it!" She reached back, grabbed his hair, and violently shoved his convulsing face deeper up her asscrack, her farts beginning to get wet.

"SSHHHPTHHHHHPPPTHHH!!"
"SHSHTHPPPTHHHSHTHHP!!"

Andy fought desperately for freedom, but his nose was fiercely pressed up against the musty reaches of her butt, and Juniper, in pure ecstasy, lifted her feet up slightly from his bound hands, forcing him to bear the full extent of her weight with just his shuddering face and abs, the latter of which was tightening intensely to prevent him from giving out under her, as he had a feeling that she would still use him as a toilet, regardless if he snapped or not.

Moaning, the busty teenage girl grabbed his hair with both hands and forced his struggling face further up her slimy crevices, misunderstanding his violent aversion for a case of the nerves. "It's okay, Andy! You don't have to be shy!" She leaned back so far that Andy's back nearly gave out beneath her, and forced his senses to experience the awful feeling of her bare asshole pressed against his recoiled face. "Oohh!!" She gave a cute squeal as she felt Andy's face come into contact with the dirtiest and smelliest region of her body.

"PRSSTHSHHHTHSHHPLLTH!!"
"SHPLTHHBLBBTHHHPPSHH!!"

Andy tried for the umpteenth time to escape, thrashing around as best as he could, but Juniper wouldn't budge. "Andy!" She moaned, bouncing on her fatigued boyfriend. "Eat it! Eat the feast!" She furiously ground her sweaty derrière onto Andy, violently spraying him with fart after fart. He had no choice but to inhale the fumes of his 'girlfriend', the toxic scent burning into his nose and causing him to throw up in his mouth and swallow his own vomit, as he didn't dare to throw up on her. Juniper obviously didn't feel the same way, as she tightened her ass cheeks, sealing his tortured face in as she readied herself for a moment that she had only fantasized about.

"SSHHHHSSHHHHTHHPLTTTHHH!!!"

Liquid sludge poured from her expanding asshole, and Andy screamed in complete terror as it flowed down his face and neck, but it just kept coming and coming, waves and waves of diarrhea splashing into his face and down his throat.

Bitter, repulsive, slimy, foul- each of these words could not even describe a hundredth of how disgusting Juniper's shit was. Andy fought down more vomit as he was forced to swallow pints upon pints of her waste, but that wasn't enough. Juniper grunted loudly and squeezed his face even tighter between her massive, fleshy checks, coaxing the next wave of torture to arrive. To her relief and his horror, logs of poop began to drop down and splatter him, forcing the poor boy to actually chew her shit before swallowing reluctantly. The taste caused him to thrash about even harder, but Juniper simply shat harder, forcing log after log down his burning throat. All the while, he struggled to keep her in the air, her monstrously curvy body pressing down on him with no chance of escape.

He choked down her shit, his tears mixing with her horrific ass bile. Juniper sighed in euphoria, returning her feet to rest on his hands. "That...was amazing. You are now my one and only toilet." She played with her slippery fat rolls, ignoring the desperate struggling of her seat beneath her as Andy's neck grew ever-closer to snapping. Yet Andy, starting to faint from lack of oxygen, knew the drill.

He extended his quivering tongue and reluctantly made contact with her shit-covered asshole. Juniper jumped, letting out her signature high-pitched gasp. "Andy-you-your tongue!"

Andy kept at it, weeping at his predicament as he lapped up her shit and cleaned the walls of her cavernous crack. Juniper moaned contently, lovingly stroking the back of his head and twirling his hair between her fingers. Suddenly, her ass gave a 'splort,' and splats of excretion coated his face and her butt once again, but there was no fart, nothing to breathe in. He was out of oxygen! He didn't have time to clean her ass again!

Andy flailed about, trying to alert her to his situation, but Juniper lightly slapped his head repeatedly. "Don't stop! P-please don't stop!"

His tongue whirled about as he tried to finish cleaning every drop of shit from her butt, but there was just too much. His shuddering abs and neck began to give out, with Juniper suddenly noticing that she was getting lower and lower.

"No, stay up! Stay up!" She wiggled on his face with disappointment, but he simply couldn't support her weight any longer, especially without air. Juniper sighed and, leaning back one last time to gain momentum, she got up, standing and stretching with a cute yawn.

Andy immediately lurched forward, about to vomit, but Juniper suddenly sprayed his face with a blast of water from a hose that was on the floor. Andy coughed in surprise, sopping wet and sputtering for breathe, but he held in his vomit, not wanting to be sprayed again.

"Did you like m-my tushy, Andy?" She blushed and looked down, still somehow as bashful as ever.

The chained boy looked at her weakly, trying to understand how she could possibly think he enjoyed it.

His silent response seemed to be lost on her, and the two of them stared at one another, the slave and the slavedriver. Suddenly, they heard the door opening. "Heyo, what's doing!" It was Oliver, her brother.

Immediately, Juniper grabbed her panties from the floor, balled it up, and shoved it into his mouth. As he recoiled from the foul taste, she took off her bra, freeing her VERY sweaty breasts, and tied the panties around his mouth.

"I'll make sweet, sweet love to you later." She kissed the top of his head, turned around, and began to march towards the stairs. "Okay Oliver, just letting you know that I'm naked!"

"Ugh, you have to outgrow that habit, it's disgusting!" Oliver's voice called. "We even got you your favorite food!"

We? Andy thought, though he was surprised he was still able to make coherent thoughts.

"You got food from Li Zhu's?" Juniper called, disappearing up the stairs.

"Beef dumplings, Mu Shu pork, the whole shebang!" An unfamiliar voice rang. "Four orders of each of your favorites!" Andy's stomach grumbled, and Andy remembered that he hadn't eaten since breakfast. Well, if you don't count the two 'meals' he had been forced to have today.

Juniper squealed with delight. "Mom, Olie, You guys are the best!"

"I know dear. Now put on your clothes."

Andy sighed in exhaustion, the moist fabric of the soiled garments squishing around in his mouth. This was a nightmare scenario, but there was hope. Once he got the attention of the mother, he could hopefully free himself. He threw up, but was forced to swallow the shit again, due to being bound and gagged.

Andy began to cry bitter tears, wanting to know why he had been put in this cruel situation. What had he done to deserve this?

Which was worse? Which was worse?
It seemed like his choice had been made for him.

Was he actually beginning to miss Amanda?