My name is Sherm and I am determined! I had saved up for this and knew that my $1,000 would be enough to finally get someone to agree to do what I had always wanted done to me.
I was going to get a girl to fart in my mouth...
My whole time in high school had me really bummed. I had only kissed two girls, and one was at my cousin's birthday party for spin the bottle. I'm that nerdy, lanky kid that was just ignored. I didn't get bullied by the rough kids or beat up by the jocks. The pretty girls didn't know I existed and even the other nerds didn't want me in their cliques. It was fine though. I had one friend, Carl, and he was just a chubby dude that liked some of the same comics as me. But I was bad at video games and I didn't like fantasy.
The only real passions I had were helping my dad with his garden in the backyard and thinking about girl's butts. I thought, more specifically, about a pretty girl pulling down her pants and farting in my mouth, bare assed. I thought about it all day, every day. From when I woke up to just before bed.
Most of the time, it was kind of annoying, this fetish. It meant that I would think about teachers or fellow high schoolers farting in my mouth. Including Mrs. Linkurt... She was younger and had a really nice butt. It was one of the only times people really noticed me, but Mrs. Linkurt accidentally farted near my head while we were doing a class project my senior year. Some people asked me what she ate and it all lasted about 2 weeks before Janey Hinks got her period.
But I thought of that day with Mrs. Linkurt now almost constantly. I thought about the jeans she was wearing, how they hugged her butt, the really loud blast as she bent over to pick something up... And I thought about how I looked around to make sure nobody was looking so I could stare at her butt as it was just inches from my face and took that fart almost point blank like in my dreams. I know I couldn't really because of the denim, but I swear I felt the wind from her ass hit my face.
But now I was graduated and had saved up some cash. I was determined to make this a reality. A fart in my mouth from a pretty woman...
I did some research and found that some really pretty dominatrixes would do it for like $300/350. But I wanted someone that wasn't a dom to do it because it felt like that would be more humiliating for me. Someone that wouldn't do it to just anyone, but I would pay $1,000 for it. I was set.
I planned it all out, too. I booked a ticket to Mexico where I wouldn't know anyone, but where enough people spoke english. I'd put up a flyer and then watch the people that took the number down.
"Would you fart, bare-assed in someone's mouth for $1,000? Looking for a pretty girl to do just that. Call the number on this flyer and I'll arrange it. No need for anything else."
I was nervous as hell and got so many spam calls. I watched two dudes pick it up first and crank called me, pretending to be a chick. I'm glad I was watching, because he sounded like a woman. He called me a freak and told me I should just let him fart in my mouth anyway.
A very large woman picked it up and called. She just wanted to tell me she would pray for me and that something was wrong with me.
It just kept happening, over and over. After two days, I was convinced I had gone about it all wrong. On the third day, I was watching and saw a gorgeous woman rip the flyer off the board and walk away. She crumpled up my flyer and tossed it in the trash. I saw this and decided it was over. I went into the bathroom and just after I tossed the burner phone into the trash, it began to ring.
What did I have to lose? So I dug through the trash and answered.
"Hello."
"This is Cristy. I'm going to fart in your mouth."
"Oh."
"There's a shack about a quarter mile west of here. Go to the other side of it. Sit down on the ground, open your mouth, and put the $1,000 in your right hand, ready to hand it over."
"How will I know you're the one?"
"I'll be the one farting in your mouth, stupid. Get there, fart mouth."
I walked as fast as I could in the sand.
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I saw this dorky looking kid walk behind the shack. He was very... Well, he was nothing, to be honest. Like you couldn't pick up out of a lineup of one. He was just so bland.
I had never done this before, obviously. I mean, who farts in someone's mouth? But then again, who wants their mouth farted in? I'm not here to judge. I'm here to fart in this dude's mouth.
My guts actually felt kind of... Gurgly? Is that a word? I knew I would have to "more than just fart" soon, so this guy was going to get a pretty bad fart.
He did as he was instructed and I wondered how easy it would be to steal from him or if I could send a dude around to beat him up, take the money, and fart in his mouth. That would be hilarious. This guy would get a fart in his mouth, alright, but from a man... But then I reminded myself that I could have the entire $1,000 AND fart in someone's mouth. There was definitely a power to this that I hadn't realized I'd feel.
I'm hot, by the way. Apparently, I'm mouth-fartingly hot. I laughed out loud as I came around the shack and saw this boy sitting there, $1,000 in hand with his mouth as wide as it went.
"Don't talk to me and just keep your mouth open, ok, dork?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I didn't hate being called Mistress, but all the same I said, "Didn't I say don't talk? Just keep your head tilted back and your mouth super open. I might fart more than once, but I think that you'll definitely get your money's worth. When I say 'Sevens on Ups', you'll know I'm done. If you move before then, my friend on the other side of the shack with kill you.
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She brought a friend?!
I was so scared. He must be really tough...
She is really hot, though. She looked like Jessica Alba and Lauren Giraldo combined. Perky and tight, but not a huge ass. But I guess I was more interested in what her ass does than how huge it could be.
I better just do as she says...
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He tensed up as I walked over. He definitely bought that I brought someone.
I didn't say anything as I took the $1,000 from his hand and put it in my bra.
This guy dropped his hands and I pulled down my bathing suit.
As I maneuvered to get my asshole over his mouth, he dropped down to make it easier, because he was so tall.
"What a gentleman! Making it easier for my farts to get in your mouth!"
I started to laugh as I squatted and his open mouth made contact with my ass. I moved and made sure that when I farted, it would go IN his mouth.
I pushed...
BRRRRRAAAOUUUUMP
"Well, fart mouth, no matter what happens to you and the rest of our lives, I can always ask you how my fart tastes. Pretty pathetic, if you ask me, letting someone fart in your mouth. Think about it."
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I WAS thinking about it! It was amazing! This hot chick farted in my mouth and all I wanted to do was thank her! Thank her for being the best thing to ever happen to me!
She told me not to talk, though, and I was also not supposed to move, so I just kept my mouth open.
She farted again.
SSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUURRRRRRRRRRMMMMMPPPP
This one was worse. Oh, wow... Wow, farts are not a good taste. Wow... And now my lungs were full of her fart and... And wow...
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He was struggling with that second fart, I could tell, but whatever. I'm not about to worry about the guy who paid me $1,000 to fart in his mouth. He's pathetic, anyway.
I had another fart, but I couldn't tell how bad it was going to be. I pushed and nothing came out. Then I pushed again and nothing came out.
I know I have another huge fart in there, I can feel the pressure. So I pushed again, this time, I pushed VERY hard...
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It was an instant. I went from happy fart catching slave to Cristy and then in an instant, I was her toilet.
She raised herself up and I saw she was straining to fart, but on a push, it was clear to me that she didn't realize she wasn't pushing a fart. She wouldn't have known that, though. I was about to say something, breaking her rules, but just as I was about to, the turd pushed from her colon and entered my mouth.
I raised my hands to catch it, because it seemed she'd be unloading the entire dump into my mouth and onto my face. She was shitting in my mouth and then started to laugh. She was laughing about shitting in my mouth.
The turd was a smooth one, dark brown with a light brown streak in it. It stunk so incredibly bad, but I did my job and caught it all. She started pissing all over me, then, while her shit was coming out. I caught it all, letting it pile on my face, breathing in nothing but her stink.
She was still pushing as her turds made a mound, replacing what used to be my face, but now it was just her feces and I was her toilet.
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I didn't know it was shit, honestly. I was just pushing. But honestly, even if I knew it was a dump, I think I would have gone for it. What was he going to do to stop me? Nothing.
He would have taken it, even if I told him that's what was about to happen. But once that first turd came out, and it was A MONSTER turd, I knew I was just going to empty myself. Halfway through my dump, I could tell I had to pee, and then I thought, "Well, what's the harm in just pissing all over him. He's already got your shit in his mouth, Cristy..."
And so I did. I pissed all over him. I swear, it was a gallon of piss that I just drained all over him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but it looked like he got out of the ocean from a swim on the front of his pants, the amount of my urine that was soaked into his shorts.
I was done pissing and done shitting, but I did have some pressure. With my ass still in his face, I ripped a final fart that lasted 10 seconds, minimum, right into the face of the person that had just become my toilet.
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRROUUUUUMMPSPSOSPSOPPSS.
"Whew! I can't believe that just happened! Go ahead, then. Don't waste it... Chew and swallow."
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I paused because I was so grossed out, but I knew there was a guy on the other side of the shack. I bit into her turd and almost threw up. It took everything in my will, but I did it... I ate her shit...
After an hour of verbal humiliation from Cristy every now and then, I finally finished eating her shit.
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I was a woman possessed...
"Come on, toilet mouth. Chew and swallow my hot shit!"
"Nobody will ever love you, toilet. That's why you eat my shit."
"Yeah, that just happened. You can't change it now. You can't take it back. Forever and ever, from here until the end of eternity, you're a toilet. Can't change the truth. That happened."
"There's no rationalizing it. You can't make yourself sound good out of this. Think about that. Think about how anyone is supposed to respect you. Do you even respect yourself? You can't. You just let me fart in your mouth and then I accidentally started shitting in your mouth. And then instead of stopping it, we both realized it's just normal. It's fucking normal and natural for me to use you as a toilet."
"You should just find someone to make you their toilet permanently, bitch."
The brutality I spewed...
Finally, after he ate all my shit and then just sat there, crying in a puddle of my piss, my shit staining his face, I said, "Go find yourself someone to make you what you are. I'm done with you. Sevens on Ups.
I walked away before he could talk.
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Cristy was right. She was 100% right and so I stayed on that beach for another day, crying. Finally, I headed home.
When I got back to my house, I made arrangements to close down every bank account I had and found that I had about $22,000 all told. I was applying for jobs, but I started really looking online for a permanent Mistress or someone I could serve.
Oddly, I found this profile that had a naked ass that I swore I recognized...
The profile read:
-Looking for a slave to serve a Mistress and a Master. The Mistress shall be the head of house, but the slave will also accept the Master as their superior. They will serve the Mistress completely, including toilet servitude. The Master will not use the slave as a toilet, but will have the slave cook, clean, and assist the Master in any manner they see fit, otherwise. The slave should understand that it is a privilege to serve the couple, but it is a RIGHT for the Mistress and Master to own a slave.
I messaged the woman and immediately got a response...
"Sherm... Is this really you?"
She... Knew me?
"Yes, this is Sherm. How'd you know?"
"Let's just say, you have already dealt with one fart of mine. Let's talk more, slave. -Mrs. Linkurt"
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It's been 7 years that I've served Mistress and Master, and every day, Mistress gives me the gift of being her toilet. It took me a few years to get everything right, but I'm glad to say I'm serving my true purpose, now, unburdened from terrible freedom and choice. |