Hollywood Excess
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, ANAL VORE, SCAT, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.


Clarissa Nexus drove her Mercedes across the early morning California Horizon. Everything about her presence oozed the Hollywood lifestyle, from the 300 dollar high heels, spray tan body, and fashionable summer dress that wrapped around her fit curves. She was a C level actress, but hey, Hollywood money has a lot of money to go around for any celebrity. She was mostly a beauty side actress, not too many noteable roles. However she still managed to pull in a few stray fans who would lick her feet whenever it touched the pavement. A few fans managed to go alot further than that.

BBRRRLLLLRRRUPBPTT! Clarissa sighed as the raunchy fart vibrated against the leather seats. There was no way she could smell her glorious creation. She was going over 80MPH with her top down; not to mention, her devoted slave Peter was sucking the very air she expelled. FFFLLLLLBBBBPPTTT! She sent another toot Peter’s way, who choked on her remains, pathetic as always. Clarissa moaned in pleasure; his struggling was still as entertaining since the day she had claimed him as her fart catcher. “Mrs. Nexus?” he coughed. Clarissa sighed, disappointed that he couldn’t keep his pathetic mouth shut. She tightened her asshole around him and let out another fat ripper. He still persisted through her Mcdonald’s breakfast burrito. “Mrs. Nexus please!I can’t breathe!” Clarissa sighed, then shat him out her anus, letting out a bubbly toot to dispel his behavior. The boy was dedicated. He had been ever since their little “agreement”. A signed autograph there, a few asslickings here...eventually to the point where the boy had agreed to plug her farts. She would have to let the boy sleep with her...eventually. She was insistent that the boy show his fortitude inside her asshole first. So far, he wasn’t performing so well.

“Slave, what have I told you about interrupting my commutes! We are almost there!” she gripped. The boy fought along her asscrack to the edge of her pants. He poked his head out, breathing in the fresh air. “Mrs. Nexus...where are we even going? I have to get back to my AV club at 1:00, you know…”. God, Clarissa couldn’t stand the boy’s voice. So whiny and pathetic. “You're going to cancel your shit,” she said. “Because as I have told you, we are going to bleach my asshole.” “We...what your what?” Clarissa couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She should have expected his ignorance to celebrity culture. “My asshole will be cleaned by the servitude of the North California branch of Goddesses,” she continued. “Oh, well,... thank you, Ms. Nexus.” the boy said. “I mean, I don’t know how well it will keep out the smell…”
Clarissa leaned back, pushing the boy into her asscrack. “Fool! It is not for you!” she shouted. FFRRRLLLBBOOPPTTT! “My asshole requires constant care and attention! I don’t care if you have to swallow a droplet of shit every second!” BBLLRLRROOOPPTT! PPTTTTSSTTTTOOOTT! “By the time this cleaning is over, you will be rewarded with an even more beautiful butthole to worship. That is a reward enough.” FFFFLLBBBOPPLBBTT! The boy felt the rage of her “beautious butthole” the rest of the ride there.

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“Ah, Ms. Nexus! The 12:00, I presume?” Clarissa nodded in composure at the short, fatter woman behind the desk. As uglier as she was, the actress reserved a deep respect for her fellow Goddess and farting aficionado. “Go ahead and leave any tinies in here, ma'am.” said the woman. She held a basket at waist level. Clarissa turned round and pulled up her dress, revealing a pristine, plump ass. Any reporter lucky enough to snatch a photo would have made hundreds. However, the Goddess relaxation camp was free from any prying eyes a Goddess like herself might encounter. Clarissa shat the boy into the basket, leaving behind a beefy fart for him to stew in. The boy gagged as the final bit of Mcdonald's breakfast kissed him goodbye. The attendant laughed at the boy. “Oh, get your coughing in now, sweetcheeks. Diane is on break right now. That means it’s just you and my 3 bean chili and rice!”

Clarissa was spread naked on a comfy, pillowed table. The relaxation room had the alluring smell of doctors supplies and stale farts hanging around. She sensed a feeling of euphoria picturing the thousands of young worker slaves used throughout the years in here. Speaking of, the doctor came in with a fresh batch right then. “Ah, Ms. Nexus, welcome back!” she said. The woman held a basket of supplies, which she carefully laid out behind Clarissa’s thighs. “This should be a quick and easy visit for you. I have my top slaves on the job today. And they get to sleep OUTSIDE the fart jar tonight, isn’t that right gentleman?” Clarissa smiled and turned round to address the slaves the doctor had laid beneath her ass. BBBLLRRRRROOBBPPTT! “That is, if they do a good job,” she added. An additional grunt gave way to a log, which slithered slowly out in front of them. The boy’s showed little disgust at her shit,(which could easily fit all of them), but she could still sense a pang of fear in them. No doubt she was one of the more high priority Goddesses they had worked on. “That’s right,” the doctor said, pushing them all forward. “I’ll be in shortly to collect them when you're done. Have fun Ms. Nexus!”

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Clarissa was, in fact, having fun. She cooed in excitement as the slaves squirted a stream of water against her asshole. FFSSSSSHHTTTT! PPLLLBBBUUTTT! She gave them a spray of their own to douse. A few boys too close were blown away, but their compatriots simply picked up the hose to complete the task. Two of them climbed into her asscrack, plunging the hose into her anus. “Squeeze, ma'am.” one of them timidly said. Clarissa happily clenched her anus, plugging the water flow. “Ok...now...please far-” PPRRRRRAABBLOOTT! Clarissa giggled as the hose shot out her ass and the tiny men tumbled. She had done this before and loved giving them a surprise. The boys lay beneath her pussy lips, taunted by the steady stream of water dribbling out her asshole. Two more times they had to bravely climb the mountain that was her ass. And she didn’t disappoint to send a few stinky avalanches their way.

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FFRRRLLOOMMPPBBTTT! PPPRRRSSSSSSSSSS! Clarissa sighed as a silent fart pushed the soapy bubbles created by the first toot. She could hear the workers, trying to maintain customer politeness around her booty. FFFRRRAALLLLMMPBPBT! She was making their customer service awfully hard. PPLLLLBBBOOTTTT! Her recent fart sent a worker’s foam brush careening from his hands. It landed beneath her stomach and pussy lips. BBLLLLOOOOOOOTTT! The actress sighed, enjoying the sensation of her latest fart. WIthout a care in the world, she leaned backward and crushed the boy’s crush beneath her mighty vagina. She didn’t understand exactly why the boy was sobbing...she was just confused why any worker would risk getting closer to her asshole to brush?

“Ohhhhh, yes.” FFFFFRROOOOOTT! The airy fart was a result of her now expanded asshole. The boy’s coughed and sputtered, feeling her anus open every inch of stink it now could. Still, they plunged forward, carrying the dildo towards her ass. “Aaahhhhhh,” Clarissa sighed as it entered again. The satisfaction was not feigned; these boys were trying their hardest to penetrate her anus. And why wouldn’t they be? Her entire asshole was to be cleaned and bleached. Why risk having her butthole snap shut on them like a gators gullet? PPRRSSWWWHHHSSHH! A silent, gaped fart expelled the dildo once more. The boy’s paused; Clarissa pushed in and out, having her gape give them a show. PPLLROOP! PRRLLOOP! PPLLWWOORRRLPTTSSSS! The final push sprayed them with ass juice and a realization; she was more than ready to continue with their work.

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Their entrance into her booty gave Clarrissa no reason to keep from farting. BBRRWWWMMPPPTTT! Her fart coated every boy in bleach, from the ones outside her asshole to the ones inside. The shit had been scraped away, but that was no reason to expect a less smeller butthole from a Goddess her size. FFFAFFFWWLLBBOOPTT! A fart, lasting around 5 seconds in length, had shat another poor worker out her ass. He simply lay there, defeated. The boys drew bets to see who would be detailing her insides. Fights were broken out, eventually leading to the poor boy who had been shat out to be shoved back in. PPPRRRRLLBBBOOTTPP! Clarissa welcomed him back with open arms.

Finally, after enduring a poisonous combo of bleach and methane of various flavors, Clarissa had the asshole of a Goddess. “Wondrous work boys,” she said to them. “I do believe I could do porn if this actress thing doesn't work out.” Not a laugh from any of them. However she did notice one boy stare at her pussy in arousal. She laughed, for them, heartily aroused by how starstruck they had become. BBWWRRLLOPPPTTT! “Ah, now that is a fart!” she said. “I wish I had a mirror to watch my pooper go to work.” She flexed for the boy’s; they weren’t obligated to pay her butthole respect, but a few them couldn’t resist anyway. “Tell you boys what? How about we go with the pleasure package as well, hmmm?”

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The Pleasure Package was an additional $79.99. Clarissa had Godess friends who couldn’t afford it, but an actress like her could afford to spoil herself. PPPRRRROOOOTTTTT! “Ohhh, goodness. Deeper boys, if you please.” Two tiers of tinies pushed along her asshole and vaginal walls. The deeper they went, the more pleasure she received. FFRRRRBBOOOTTT! PPLLLRRRBBBBTT! As well as more stink. “Ohhhh, come on now!” she cooed. FFFBBOORRATTT! PPLLBBOOOTTT! Clarissa could feel them shaking inside, wanting so desperately for their job to be over. They pushed deeper and harder, knowing this was their only escape from this hell. Eventually, they came deep enough! “Ahhhhh!”

Clarissa let loose a stream of diarrhea in a horrendous shart. FFWWWSSSHHPPTTTT! The boys in her asshole flew onto the table with little grace. The boy’s in her vagina weren’t so lucky. They crawled to safety, slowly and slippery. Her damp vaginal juices had them gasping for air. They dove into her shit, seeking any escape from her disgusting juices. In reality, they were jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire. BBBLWWWSSSSPPTTTHHTT!  A shart sent one final slave shooting out her asshole. The boy’s gasped in shock. There was no signs of life from what was left of the boy. “Ohhh. Now that is how you treat a girl right.” Clarissa said. PPLLLBBBBOOTTTTTT! The boy’s looked into her shitstained anus as it propelled forth another deathly stench. Despite all their efforts to beautify this actresses asshole, in a matter of moments, she had turned it dirty again. The boys picked up their cleaning equipment and got back to work.

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Clarissa pushed on her anus, testing out it’s slick new texture. Occasionally, a few tiny toots would escape. BBLLTTP! PPRRLLTT! Pete desperately tried to escape her butthole as it punched him repeatedly on the car ride home. “I, OOF! Mistress Nexus!” he cried. She sighed, “What boy? What is it now.” He took a few moments to catch his breath. She imagined the fatter woman had given him quite a bath in farts. “I..need to get home. My mom will have been calling!” PPPLLLLBBTTTTLBT! A ripping fart shut him up for Clarissa to speak. “Not tonight boy. I’m afraid I want to give this bleached butthole a spin tonight.” The boy panicked, heaving against the mighty weight of her cleaned pooper. “But-but...NO! I need to go home! I can’t be your toy tonight! And you never let me do anything! I’m sick of being...being your fart slave! I’m done!” Clarissa laughed; the boy was now pleasing her with his miniscule complaints. “Fine. Hold that thought boy.”

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“Clarissa! No please! I’ll do it!” “Yes, I’ll have two beefy quesadillas, extra cheese please. Oh and four beef tacos as well.” The boy punched and kicked at her asscheeks. PPWWWBBBRRUUTTT! That kept him busy, if only momentarily. “Do you want any hot sauce ma'am?” came the drive-thru speaker. “Oh I don’t know, that usually messes with my stomach. Hold on,” the actress said. She undid her pants, sitting just above the boy. “What do you think, Peter? Do you think I should get hot sauce?” PPLLLLBBBLLLTTTTT! The boy watched her asshole drizzle him with gas. God, it had looked picture perfect...before...and after. But he knew full well the power of her ass and what hot sauce could do. He had almost died in her diarrhea from one bad session. “No...please...I’ll go home with you!” he squealed. Clarissa laughed, sitting atop him once more. “Good. Because I’m very hungry. Oh, do you want anything?” FFRRRLLLBBMOPPBBMPPTTBBBTT! The boy gagged on her disgusting ripper. He replied no-he had lost his appetite on the spot.