She Had Her Day
by AmericanWonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS THE AMERICAN WONTON USUAL. READER DISCRETION ADVISED!

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PART 1

Erika maneuvered herself to the door window. Her Mistress was making the magic happen, right before her very eyes. Her proud, wide hips shook amidst her skirt as she rounded the frail boy. He looked pathetic against her beauty, with her gorgeous dark red hair and blue eyes that pierced into the boy’s soul. “Do you know why I called you in here, Henry?” Her voice was gentle, but the bright monotone always seemed to carry a delicate harshness. The boy stammered something out…Erika couldn’t quite make out his cry. Mistress Marissa chose to drown him out, in laughter and flatulence. BBBBBRRRRRRUUUPPPUTTUUTUUTTTT! “Ahhh!” she exclaimed with a sigh. Erika moaned against the glass, her mouthwatering as the explosive toot battered the skirt to reveal her pale white asscheeks. They pinched so perfectly together as she stood to apprehend the boy. “The meaning is…well, meaningless,” she declared, ushering him to the desk. “When the end comes, you can appreciate your role under my booty. And I will appreciate your sacrifice.”
Erika gasped, as the door swung open. The boy jumped as well, leaving only a moment to cry out before the Mistress slammed his head face up against the desk. She leapt onto his face, summoning her plump thighs and booty cheek weight across the puny boy. Erika looked up onto the boy, as he pleaded and kicked beneath her Mistress. “What did I tell you about sneaking up on me, worm?” asked Mistress Marissa. She snapped her fingers and the door closed shut. FFFBBBBRRRTTTOOOOORRRTTOOROOTTTT! “Shhhh, hush dear,” she directed the boy, brushing his hair as he gagged and spat inside her asscrack. “What do you want, girl?” Erika stood at her addresses, then remembered her ugliness, her place to the mighty Mistress Marissa. She knelt and bowed her head, displaying her dark, reddish brown hair, nearly obfuscating her whole tiny body. “I live to serve, Mistress. Please, let me taste you before The Undertaking!” The Mistress drew a harsh smile as she crossed her legs. BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT! PPRRRRRRRUUOOUUUUUUUTTTT! “Your time is not now,” explained the Mistress; her hand rolled in impatience, as it had for the hundredth time she explained it. “When my booty selects you, you will meet your end, girl. Until then, enjoy your meaningless life. I have to attend to a worthy subject.” The eggy smell met both their noses. Erika was allowed to furrow her brow, partaking only in the scraps of her deadly fart. It poisoned her heart to watch the boy greedily suck every drop…even those his body was not fit to handle.
The boy had disappeared inside her crack…entirely. The Goddess rose, gently shaking her rump. The boy groaned, lodged inside her asscrack to which he was barely sized as a child’s toy. FFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT! He screamed as the Goddess clenched her cheeks and let loose, sending him to the size of a small coin. Erika scooted closer, quickly pecking her booty cheeks as she pleaded. “Please Mistress Marissa! Let me SERVE you! I want to see the Undertaking, I want-“. The air was suddenly siphoned from her lungs as the heel of Marissa slammed into her chest. The pain was throbbing stab of heat, spreading through her entire front side. As she gasped and rolled on the floor, the Mistress dug her heel on the impact spot, drying a sharp scream from her victim. “You will learn your place, worm. As he had learned his,” said the Mistress. Her heel dug in deeper as she leaned over the desk to retrieve a large zip lock sandwich bag. Through the pain, Erika could just make out the tiny persons screaming out for mercy as the Mistress spread on cheek on the bag’s opening.
FFFFFFFFFTTRRTTT! Only a small gust of her wind was needed to send her latest victim to join his human brethren. The tinies screamed in panic as he tumbled beside them. The Mistress brought the bag up to her face, smiling into each terrified look. “Hush, dears,” she instructed. “You are lucky to be witness to my primitive powers. Soon my booty will overtake this earth, as prophesized…and you are an instrumental step to that journey. Behold…” They had no choice but to participate as she laid the bag against her open ass, grunting fiercely. BBBBBLLLLRRRAARROOPAOOOPPOOOTTT! Her flagrant blast drew a laugh as tinies bounced against her asscheeks and the plastic. Soon after, a mushy, semi-solid log of shit begun to pour against the ends of the bag. Marissa sighed, drowning out the screams with the sounds of her groaning anus. “These ones…ahhh…know their place, little one,” she spoke, addressing the crying Erika beneath her feet. “You’ve no idea…the worth of these suffering vassals…Ahhhh…I can feel it.” PPPPRRRRLLLLRRTTTATTTTTTT! Her log pinched off, summoning another rancid member to introduce itself. The Mistress grunted, stopping to flow; her asshole sucked the shit in and out, considering the weight of the nearly filled bag. The Mistress sighed, pulling the poo back into her bowels. “If you’ve a mind to make yourself useful,” she instructed Erika. “Perhaps you can properly dispose of my waste. WITHOUT having someone discover you this time, hmmm?”
Mistress Marissa let off Erika’s chest…and simply let the bag drop. Erika winced as the 5 pound bag of shit slapped into her face. “Yes Mistress,” she said, trying to rise and keep the contents closed inside at the same time.

It wasn’t fair. Why had she been disregarded, when the Mistress had selected nay near everyone else inside the school to taste of her magical booty?! Erika had been her apprentice for years now…16 was a delicate age to commit oneself to a magical Mistress! Especially one designated to bring upon the destruction of the world.
Erika stopped outside the school dumpster, opening the bag. The smell poured out happily amidst the atmosphere, drawing a sharp gag as her damaged windpipe took on the full brunt. Erika steadied herself, slowly partaking in gentle amounts of the strong scent. The tinies still screamed inside, begging for mercy with poo filled mouths as the attempted to crawl through the muck. “Not…eahhghh…not worthy,” she told them, shaking the bag and drawing her face in for a hefty sniff. “None of you…not WORTHY! Ennngghhh…”. Erika pulled the bag aside, gulping down the vomit bubbling along her throat. The bag felt a whole deal heavier in her hands…most likely at the prospect of her failures. “Fucking…WORMS!” she shouted, throwing the bag towards the dumpster…with her best attempt. Something had happened. The weight of the shit-bag had shifted, throwing off her aim. She watched the bag hit the pavement, puddling the mess of shit and dead tinies across the pavement. The small sandwich bag was…stretching…growing…to the size of a garbage bag! Then, beyond…it could only mean one thing! “The Undertaking!” Erika declared, rushing up to the teaching room of her Mistress.

Erika ran like an animal, bumping into walls and slapping hung posters to the ground as she made for Mistress Marissa’s room. The pain of the foot stomping returned as she entered, causing her to cry out in agony as she fell face down into the tiled floor. “Hush worm!” she heard the Mistress’s words. “I feel…a connection to my destiny.”
The Mistress sighed, now fully naked as she separated her asscheeks with both hands. “Yes, little ones…hurry! Your Mistress needs her bootyhole cleaned…yes.” Erika watched her Mistress drag a finger along her shit stained asscrack, pushing more tinies amidst her dark brown anus. It pulsed violently, as the small, terrified creatures crawled and wiped and licked. “HRGHHnn…oohhh!” The Mistress quickly shut her cheeks as the deafening fart blasted between her ass meat. BBBBRRRRRLLLMMPPRRTTUURRRUAUUUTTUUTT! “Ahhh!” she declared, opening her asscheeks to reveal the suffering tinies still glued to her cheeks. “Faster!” she cried, as the stumbled to lick her stinking, shitty anus. “My dears, we haven’t much time! I must be…presentable…glorious.” Erika watch the tiny souls pathetically lap up and puke amidst her perfect anus. They defied her glorious scent, rejecting her wondrous taste! “Mistress, please,” said Erika said, shuffling over. “Let me-“. “Back, worm!” the Mistress shouted. “Only worthy souls may…ohhh….”. In an instant, Erika recognized the bulge of her mighty asshole-a wretched, bubbly toot was on the horizon. Without thinking, she dove in, tongue extended.
BBBBBBLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRBBBBPPPRRRRUOUUTT! The toot was a vicious calling of raw turkey and corn. Bits of dried poo sharted into Erika’s mouth along with the blast. Erika struggled to stay stagnant, as the smell of the Mistress poured into her weakened lungs. “What…are you doing, worm?” asked Marissa. Erika gagged and wagged her tongue, in an art she knew only she could accomplish. “I will cleanse you!” said Erika. “You will be perfected for The Undertaking!” The tinies on her tongue screamed as she gulped, sending them to mix in with the saliva and poo. She slowly opened her mouth to return, sending the groggy tinies on Marissa’s anus into a frenzy. She lapped them two and fro, frantically searching for cover as every inch was showered with Erika’s wet taste buds. PPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRRTTT! FFRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOTTTT! The Mistress sighed, too in depth with her expulsions to care either way. Erika greedily sucked and licked, searching for every spot the tinies had missed. They chose to cower amidst Marissa’s anal innards…perhaps preferring a quicker end or protection from the monster outside her ass. BBBBBBRBRRRROOOORRRAAPPTTATPUTUTAT! PPPPRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOTTTTT! Marissa’s farts brought most of them to the forefront, where Erika drew them back to swallow. No one would be intertwine with the bootyhole of her Mistress…except for her.
Erika was forced to withdraw, panting and peering into her Mistress’s dark brown asshole. It looked perfect, rippled in majesty and power. There was only one imperfection, screaming and wriggling amidst the middle of her clenched asshole as Erika opened her lips amidst the circumference. The bootyhole seemed to sense her offer…and delivered a tasty gift in reward. PLLLLLLAAAAAAATTRRRROOOORTTTT! The tiny bounced along her teeth and Erika swallowed as quickly as possible to deny him the rank gravy flavor. Erika gagged, as the scent poured into her mind. It was pure heaven…and hell, all intertwined in the power of the Mistress. “Ohhhh….,” moaned the Mistress. She leaned her full weight onto the girl. Erika grunted, trying to hold her aloft. “The Undertaking,” said Mistress Marissa. “It is here.” Erika coughed, trying to summon the will for her Mistress.

The Mistress was beside herself, as her subject struggled to carry her down the steps. BBBBBBBLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRTTTT! FFFFBBBTTATTATPAPTPATPPTATT! Erika gagged, struggling to appreciate her toots and draw enough lungs in for her muscles to work. “Faster worm,” called the Mistress outside her ass. “I am…ohhh…almost too big to fit through the doors!” BBBBRRRPPOTPOATUPATUAPTUAUPTTUUATT! Erika gasped, struggling to find a holding to grab onto. She could feel the ass skin stretch as her Mistress grew above her. Erika tried to steady herself, as she walked blindly towards the front exit. It would at least be an honor to die under her booty, whilst on the journey to the undertaking.
Erika screamed, as the pressure increased…further…heavier. PPPPPSSSSTTRRROOOOOOTTTTTT! Smellier. BBBBRRRSSSSSSSRRRRSRRSSTTTT! Even sweatier, as her sweaty face moistened each toot. Erika screamed, silently pleading for the strength to continue. She could feel the outside breeze on her heels…amidst the roaring heat of the Goddess on her shoulders. “Ohhhaaahhh!” said the Mistress…another large growth spurt had hit her. Erika yelled as the pounds molded onto her face by the thousands. The feeling of the moist anus grew…from around her face…to around her front torso. The Mistress laughed, as her seat lodged itself into her near Giantess anus. “We are not outside yet….worm. Walk.” BBBLLLLLLAAAAAATTTRRRROOOOOTTTTTTT! A large toot thundered around the girl…she tried ignoring the impact, taking a step, planning to follow it with another. Her knees took another direction…and she knelt before the weight of the Mistress would snap them. Darkness surrounded her…she could feel the asshole pucker, deciding whether or not to remove it’s captured subject. “Pathetic,” she heard the Mistress taunt, as the world faded from her.
When she awoke…the familiar sound of the Mistress’s pleasure greeted her…along with the smell. “Ooaahhhhhhh.” Erika opened her eyes to the sky, hearing the slap of Marissa’s sloppy shit. These bowel movements were a particular type of disgusting…and plentiful. Erika turned her head to see the separated asscheeks pour…against a wall of brick. “Whuh…”. Erika rose to her knees, watching the pile increase. Screams poured out amidst the wall of…the school! “The…The Undertaking,” Erika spoke, watching the open gymnasium beginning to fill with the eye-stinging poo. Tiny individuals were swashed about as Marissa shat, instantly overcome with the sewage pool she had instantly created. The Mistress paused her flow to laugh and pat Erika’s head. “Yes dear,” she acknowledged. “The Undertaking. Are you glad to be a part of it?” BBRBRRSSLSSLSLSPPSPSSAAOOPAAOOTTTT! Erika watched as the souls vanished in a mixture of brown, churning with the ripe taste of the Mistress’s worst flavors. It was…beautiful. “Yes…Mistress Marissa,” she answered, rising to lick her Mistress’s buttcheek.
Marissa drew her face away, seating closer to shart one last bout of poo amidst the roof. FFPPSSSSSPSPSPSPRRRARARRRARRAOUUOAUUTTT! Tinies still alive were drowned by another barrier of shit…their gurgled screams still perpetrated the heated mound. “Ahh,” the Giantess exclaimed. “Your task, dear.” Erika felt her face shoved just above the rankness of her Mistresses. It brought tears to her eyes…and a gag from her throat. “You will eat all of it,” she instructed. “And then you will lick me clean. I will wait.” Giantess Marissa sat upon the football field…taking up the entirety with her size. “Rejoice, Erika,” she said with a smile. “You have found your place within my new world.”
Erika smiled, slowly putting her lips amidst the first mounds of the pile. A tiny or two squirmed as she drew her tongue back and swallowed. Erika gagged, nearly bringing them back up to suffer. It stayed down…and she silently rejoiced. “You’re…not worthy,” she silently spoke to the carcasses still squirming inside. She scooped out more of her task, swallowing the tinies with shit and blessing them with her own subjugated purpose.

PART 2

Erika could hardly contain herself as the majesty of The Undertaking. She wallowed behind Giantess Marissa, as her ass sought destruction upon the small residential neighborhood. Tinies screamed, helpless to their own defense as the Giantess bent her booty in every which direction. Upon her instruction, hell was unleashed…and Erika crawled behind to lap up the remains.
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRAATTTTTUUUUUOOOTTT! “Ohhaaahhhh!” exclaimed Marissa, as her bubbly toot rippled her asshole atop a chimney stack. The fart soared into the house, causing the inhabitants to run outside, screeching and begging for mercy. “Unworthy! Unworthy!” Erika cried, sniffing the back door for any remnants of the escaped broccoli fart. She grabbed two household members and quickly shoved them into her mouth. “Mine,” she mumbled, relishing the taste of the fart amidst their fighting bodies. “All mine.” Erika greedily gulped and searched the lawn for more persons. When she scooped them into her hand, another Giantess pair of fingers stopped her. “Erika, dear, do not be selfish,” came the cool voice of the Giantess Marissa. Her hand twitched open, asking for the screaming tiny pair in Erika’s hand. Erika held her hand low, relinquishing them to the Mistress. “The Undertaking has EVERYONE as a participant,” explained Marissa. “The smallest members have their place amidst my blessings.” The Giantess smiled down at her prey, who were mistakenly lured into a false sense of security. Their screams continued as the Giantess led her hand to her backside, already shooting past a horrendous, rank blasting.
FRRBBBBRRRRRRRTTRRROOOAAAATTTTTTTT! The stink devoured their screams, transforming them into sickened gags as she giggled and closed her cheeks around them. Erika trotted behind, sniffing like a stray dog; Marissa held her at bay with her hand. “Their suffering is theirs alone to bear, girl,” said Marissa. “Let me enjoy their glorious little struggle.” Erika’s mouth watered, watching the heat waves simmer around Marissa’s perfect white cheeks. The tinies were still gagging, their tiny legs popping out Marissa’s asscrack. BBBBBBBRRRRRRTTTTTOOOOOOOTTTT! A strong fart almost knocked them free, before the Giantess sighed and clenched her cheeks. Bones cracked as her booty cheeks bent the tinies and begun sucking them into her asshole. “Ahhhh,” declared Marissa. “Glorious.” Erika was shocked to see her Mistress grow another 10 feet or so…bordering the size of a small office building. Erika begun to crawl beneath her legs, licking her left buttcheek. “Mistress please,” Erika pleaded between laps on her ass meat. “I am not worthy, but…let me prove myself.” PPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUTTTTT! Erika couldn’t help but heave her face into Marissa’s ass with a deep moan. It was an insidious fart, full of meat from digested tinies along with the regular magical digestion of her Mistress. They got stronger with each house they raided.
“My dear, I must continue to increase my power,” said Giantess Marissa. “One nose alone isn’t enough to power The Undertaking!” She pushed the girl out of her asscheeks and looked down on her with a smile. “However…my booty holds a special place for… ‘certain souls’ that I may devour.” Certain souls. Erika knew some certain souls…some souls she would certainly be happy to do away with. “My Mistress…I have some very valuable souls for you,” said Erika.

In truth, Erika didn’t know how valuable her family was. They treated her with enough disdain as any other worthless tiny crushed under the Mistress’s booty. Yet it was the only shot she had. “My Mistress, it’s this way!” said Erika, turning to watch Marissa fall backwards onto a home. The Giantess sighed, raising her leg to scatter the rubble with a horrendous fart. PPLLLRRBBBRRRMMMMRRBBBBARRBABRBABBTTTT! The Giantess sighed again, listening to the tune of grieving neighbors as the house’s inhabitants smeared themselves on her rising booty. “Lead the way, child,” she told Erika, blowing a kiss to the tinies fleeing their homes amidst her feet.
The Hendrickson family met the Giantess before Erika or her laid eyes on them. “There!” said Erika, pointing to a red brick house in the middle of the block. Erika’s father screamed, pointing up to the two of them. “H-honey!” he yelled. “Wh-what…what the hell ARE THOSE THINGS?!” A stout, twig shaped woman ran towards the car she was trying to unlock. “That’s…our daughter!” said Mrs. Hendrickson. “And…her teacher!” The Giantess laughed, stomping just outside the front lawn. “You are mistaken, mortals,” said she. “I am Mistress Marissa. This is a child of my booty. As YOU will soon be.” The mother screamed as the Giantess gently laid her foot onto the car. The metal bent into a 2 dimensional plane within seconds. “E-Erika,” her father warily called up. “You come down here and you…you stop this nonsense right now. I am your father and you wi-“ BBBBTTTWWWRMMAAPAPMRRPUUURRTTTT! The Giantess laughed as her toot blasted onto the tinies and sent them careening to the floor. They gagged amidst an arid stink of poo and digested vegetables. Erika bent down and sniffed the lawn, taking in the fart particles…much more easily than her miniature parents. The Mistress chuckled, stroking her servant’s head, before bending down to pick up Mr. Hendrickson. “HONEY, NO!” screamed Mrs. Hendrickson, as her husband was torn up into the air.
Mr. Hendrickson gagged as Marissa held him just outside her buttcheeks. “Look, little one,” said the Giantess. “Your daughter has helped build this with her diligence and devotion. You should be proud as a father.” The Giantess slowly peeled open her asscheeks with one hand; the father gasped as her butthole winked happily, smeared with the devastation of her previous encounters. “My booty happily accepts your sacrifice,” continued Marissa. “I hope you feel the same sense of joy as your daughter, little one.” The man screamed as she sent her hand into her asscrack, clearly appalled at the offer. The Giantess laid his head against her slowly bulging asshole. “Ohhhh…” cooed the Giantess, letting the man dangle out her winking anus as she withdrew her hand. “NO! NOOOOO!” screamed Mrs. Hendrickson, observing the chaos. “You put him down! You put him down RIGHT NOW, YOU BITCH!” Marissa shot a look at Erika; Erika couldn’t help but smile. Marissa smiled herself…and then her asshole instantly swallowed the man as she sighed. “NOOOOOOO! WHY GOD?! Nooooo….”. Mrs. Hendrickson fell to the ground, mourning her husband’s lost; her daughter was already upon Marissa’s anus, massaging it with her tongue. “Ahhh….can you hear him, my child?” asked the Giantess. PPPTTTRRRRRRROOOORROOOTTTTTT! Erika simply nodded amidst her asscheeks, too giddy to respond. Her father’s cries were faint, but she could just make out his lungs last breath as the Mistress happily sucked him deeper into her anus. “Off, child,” spoke the Giantess. “Your mother must now feel my love.” Erika withdrew and impatiently watched.
The mother screamed, turning to run as the Giantess begun to reach for her. The house seemed the safest refuge…until the Giantess simply wedged her foot into the wall to open it to the air. The mother screamed…as did the young man inside. The Mistress smiled upon the team of tinies. “Ahhh, a younger brother?” she asked Erika. Erika smiled, bending down to flick the tiny young man with her finger. He yelped as he fell backward. “Stepbrother,” Erika explained. “Let’s just say that my whore of a mother got around.” The Giantess laughed as Erika’s mother shot the two of them a horrified look. “Hey, hey listen man!” the stepbrother screamed. “Whatever beef you got with these guys, I don’t need to be a part of it, man!” Mistress Marissa chuckled, picking the wriggling boy up with her fingers. “Oh no my child,” she said. “You ARE a part of it. As is every human beneath me. The Undertaking leaves none of my children…Ahhhh…malnourished.” The silent fart was currently hissing amidst her closed asscheeks. Marissa bent and hovered the boy amidst her asscrack. He screamed amidst the steamy, silent egg stench. The Mistress grunted, pursing her bootyhole out further. “Besides,” the Mistress went on. “You father misses you. I think you all should spend more…ohhh…quality time together.”
The young man screamed. As did Mrs. Hendrickson, as the Giantess turned to reveal the log of shit she was currently pushing out her massive hole. The turd wrapped around her finger, burying the boy within metric tons of shit as the Giantess grunted and pushed. The mother was silent, watching her son loose himself to the same booty that took her ex-husband. “Erika…please,” she pleaded up to her daughter. “I…we love you.” It were her last words before the log of shit surrounded her and crushed her into the earth. Erika watched, stone faced, as the Mistress continued to poop out her shit log. BBBBRRRRRRRTTTORORROROPPOTTT! “OaahhhhH!” she roared, as her anus clenched off the massive shit. Erika felt nothing…her mother’s words entered and left as quick as they came. Mistress Marissa petted her servant’s head. “They were wonderful conduits to my power,” said she. “But my booty aches for more.” The Mistress sighed, growing taller and wider still; Erika could feel Marissa’s fingers lengthen on her skull and her shadow pour out more amidst the moonlight. “I’ll give you a moment to grieve,” said the Giantess. She left Erika to stare upon the log. Moments later, Erika shoved her face inside…her grieving process was hers alone to partake on. No one would be standing to question her…not even her shitty family.

Erika quickly ran, following the path of her Mistress. The destruction was quite evident; homes lay crushed, either by butt imprints or large mounds of poo. When she finally caught up to the glorious white cheeks, Erika found an entire town’s worth of rubble glued to each cheek. “Mistress, let me lap that up for you!” Erika said, bending to lick her Mistress’s cheek. Marissa stopped her, groaning. “There is no time,” said the Giantess. “My booty aches…ohhh…for more. You may assist me by…ohh…getting them.” She pointed down fields, toward a crowd of soccer players practicing on the field.
The scrimmage game had been tied for nearly a half hour. “No one goes home till’ I see a goal!” the coach screamed at his players. The collection of humans were so caught up in the make-shift game, the footsteps of the Giantess weren’t noticed until she stood right above them. And then…it was too late to avoid her. “Oooohhhh!” she rang out, as her bootyhole announced her presence. BBBBBRRRRHHHSSSFFFHHSSSFFSFSUUUTOOSTTT! Liquid feces poured like a waterfall from her spread legs, dousing the players in a makeshift rainforest of shit. They screamed as the acidic poo washed them downfield…right where Erika had bent to capture them. They either ran or found themselves washed into the netting…along with the ball they so fruitlessly toiled around. The Giantess chuckled, watching her majestic droppings shower them. “Goal,” she said to a point, as she stomped over to the netting. “My Mistress,” said Erika, as she tilted the goal post to be upended. The players screamed, watching the ass cheeks spread and bend as Erika held them aloft in the air, trapped between poo and the poo maker.
FFFFFFFFFSFHSFOHSFSBFBFBEROSOROROSPSRRMABABTTTTT! “HHrrgghghnnohhhh!” the Giantess roared. Her shit streamed in a fragrant flow the whole parking lot could smell…if they hadn’t already run away. The fart rippled furiously as her butthole churned the flaming hot poo to overflow amidst the netting. The tinies screamed, their open mouths filling with her taste. They had nowhere to wriggle from as Erika held them aloft. BBBBRRSSSSSRRHHRRUUSSTT! A quick shart pooped out the last of her droppings. As Marissa sighed, the teams and coaches exhaled their last amidst her mighty droppings. Erika stood in awe; her Mistress was once again growing, absorbing the powers of her deceased tinies. “Ahhhh. Do you hear that, child?” Marissa asked Erika. Erika lifted her nose from the dripping shit she was sniffing in her hand. Sirens could be heard in the distance, blaring incessantly. “Your kind has risen to arms,” explained the Giantess. “We will soon be flushed with souls to cleanse. I hope you are ready.”
Erika hungrily lapped at her Mistress’s asscrack, struggling to keep her vomit inside as she lapped at her bulging asshole. “Yes Mistress Marissa!” she managed to respond as she licked and swallowed. “Always!” BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT! Erika gagged as she was blasted out by a rank toot. The Mistress ran a finger along her cleaned crack; she raised a brow, clearly impressed by her servant’s quick work. “My bootyhole will require constant cleansing,” she went on. “As well as a steady supply of souls. I expect you to be ready.” Erika puked, throwing her head to the side so as not to spoil her Mistress’s spotless toes. “I…will always be ready, Mistress Marissa.”
The Mistress chuckled, grabbing Erika’s arm to bring her shit covered hands into Erika’s own mouth. “I know you will,” said Marissa with a smile, watching her servant gag as she attempted to lick the shitty fingers.

PART 3

Erika felt her stomach churn…in both aggressive toiling and frantic butterflies. Her vomiting was another advocate against the flavor of Giantess poo…yet her heart chose not to listen, once more. Erika knelt along the log of shit, dropped by Giantess Marissa. Erika smiled upon the happenstance...she’d eaten many of the Mistress’s droppings behind her band. This was some of her best work.
Erika knelt, listening to the general chaos of the world. The screams seemed to be coming from the east now, far far off from the suburbs which she knelt. It brought a small laugh out of her. Quite soon, The Undertaking would bring the Mistress to her full height…then Erika would never lose her! Or at least, she’d hopefully be there to witness her rise. The tiny moans and death rattles still carried on beneath her bent shoulders. Little ant like tinies struggled to pile out under the weight of her shit. It stretched across the entire little suburb, crushing home and street alike amidst its weight. Erika giggled, bending down to sniff at the stench still tossing itself into the atmosphere. Still rank, despite the late parting from her Mistress. One man collapsed just beside her hand; his tiny lungs were clearly not built for such a stink. Erika frowned at the little ant, beginning to push him back onto the pile of shit with her finger. “Not worthy,” she muttered, taking the screaming tinies trying to drive away with their cars or run on their tiny, tiny feet.
They protested, they cursed her actions…some even threw her the finger, before Erika angrily shoved them deep into the brown mush. “Not worthy,” she told each and every one of them. “You aren’t worthy to taste the Mistress. But lucky for you, I am.” It felt right in the moment…but not with the tiny eyes watching her, their souls soon to speak to Marissa herself. Erika sighed, bringing her face down to their level. “I am a servant of Mistress Marissa. So are you,” she went on. “May we all rejoice with our place amidst her booty.” There weren’t many mouths alive to open and scream as Erika approached. Her teeth warily sunk into the edge of the poo, slowly biting down and chewing. Erika gagged, trying to swallow down another fierce digestive palette her Mistress had prepared. She would need to better herself in the later stages of The Undertaking…a task she was readily prepared for. “May the Mistress bless us,” spoke Erika, coming down for another fourth of the poo log.
Erika gasped when she finally came upon the glory of Mistress Marissa. Her majestic white thighs poured down at a gentle angle, delivering swift release to any tinies underfoot. The ants screamed, looking up and falling amidst each other as her body stretched towards the sky. “My children,” came the booming voice of the Giantess. “Rejoice! The Undertaking is underway! You are released from your petty squabbles and lustless lives.” Slowly, she turned her booty and bent, displaying mighty curvature. Erika had trouble taking it all in…there was no chance a tiny was able to witness her full glory with his eyes. “Rejoice!” said the Mistress with a laugh. “And in your deaths, you may utter your final thanks…to Mistress Marissa.”
BBBBBBTTTTTTLLLRRRRRRUUUPRRPUAUPARUAPRUARUPUAURARRAHHABRBBARBRBTTTTTTTTT! The earth seemed to dissemble as her mighty toot blasted for a full half minute. Her bootyhole ruptured a nuclear assault of pressure and stink, incinerating all rubble and lives beneath it. Erika’s eyes filled with tears, watching the concrete split and splash her booty cheeks upon impact. Buildings fizzled into broken glass and dead tinies as her shockwaves poured amidst the structures. Erika gulped; she found her arms and knees slowly buckling as she wobbled to her Mistress. “I….I’m not…worthy,” said Erika, as she managed to crawl amidst her Mistress’s feet. Marissa sighed, bringing the girl’s chin to rest against her thighs. “Nonsense, child,” said the Mistress to her subject. “You were a wonderful help. Come, I’ve been saving this for you.” The Giantess turned, bringing the girl’s face amidst her parted, bent booty cheeks. The Giantess laughed, as the girl happily sniffed and rubbed her head along the asscrack. “Take it in,” spoke Marissa. “When our work is done, there will be plenty more for you. Just wait.” PPPPPRRRSSRRSMMMSRMRSRMSRMMRMRSMMRMRMRSMSSMMRSRMMRSMRSMRM! Even Marissa’s silent farts were not totally missed from passing ears. The other half of the city begun to flee, as Erika happily lapped upon her Mistress’s hole.

Erika had now found her purpose. It seemed so fruitless…her jealousy, her opposition to her true place amidst Mistress Marissa. Perhaps if she’d known her future within The Undertaking, she’d be more complacent. There was nowhere she’d rather be…there was NO ONE she’d rather be, than Erika, servant to Mistress Marissa.
The tinies weren’t as thrilled with their place in The Undertaking. The Giantess picked up a building with one hand, holding out the other to capture the screaming tinies she’d shaken loose. Marissa laughed as she instructed her servant. “Open.” Erika laid her tongue out like a dog; her taste buds carried a tiny each, each one tingling and tastier than the last. Mistress Marissa smiled down at her servant, tilting Erika’s chin and pulling her tongue out a little more with her fingers. “Better,” she declared, before turning and presenting her spread buttcheeks to the girl. Erika giggled, feeling the tinie’s fear as she lapped upon her Mistress’s butthole. “Ohhhhhh,” sighed Marissa, as the tongue wagged and tucked itself into her anus. “I have a large gift to deliver to this city,” spoke Marissa. “Ahhh…I can feel it buried deep inside my booty. I just need to access it with…ooohhhh!” BBBRRRRBBBTRROOPARAOPOROARPARROAORAPRRARRTTT! Erika giggled, pressing her tongue out to savor each ripple amidst the sauerkraut toot. The Mistress and her gasped in delight, feeling the bodies tear amidst the rancid fart. “Swallow,” instructed the Giantess, before walking away. “We must find more tinies to harvest.” Erika did so, walking behind the Giantess as her tongue disposed of stray tinies between her teeth.
Their genocide was methodical…but at least quick. In some cases, the Giantess would shorten her speech, simply crushing tinies underneath her falling buttcheeks. Erika admired her empathy…yet envied to taste the soul of each tiny amidst the flattened park. The Giantess smiled, seeming to anticipate this. She laid on her side, lifting a leg to invite Erika inside. Erika quickly lapped up rubble and tiny debris amidst her buttcheeks, happily entering her bootyhole as well. At any size, she craved for the taste of the Giantess fart meat…yet she could feel Marissa growing, even now. Erika gasped as the cheeks suddenly surrounded her entire face, the full weight of the Giantess upon her as she rolled over. PPPPPPTTTTTTRRRRRRRROOOOOOOORRRRRRRBBBBBTBTBTTTT! Her rancid bootyhole roared into the girl’s face…with a flavor even she had trouble gulping down. “Ahhh,” the Giantess declared. “Girl…can you feel it?” Erika stopped her licking, trying to respond amidst the tunnel of assmeat. “Feel what, my Mistress?” she responded. “Hush,” said Mistress Marissa, grunting. “Ohhh….smell….”.
FFSSSSSSRRROOSSPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! A smaller fart pushed the tight hole forward. Erika giggled, happily licking upon the edges…the ever blooming edges. “My Mistress!” Erika declared in shock. “Oh my….whoah…”. The bootyhole receded, drawing a pained sigh from Mistress Marissa. “It will be quite the payload…and requires much power,” spoke the Giantess. “Come…you must help me find more tinies.”
The two scanned what was left of the upper parts of the city. The smarter tinies had all gone underground, leaving Erika and Marissa to pick their spots. “Quick, right there, Mistress!” Erika pointed at the nearby stadium. The tinies scattered off the dugout, hurrying to the underground tunnels. The Giantess and her reach were far too large for them, however. Her booty met them first, showing the stadium with the rankest of blasts.
FFFFFFBBBBBBPPPPPRRRRRRUUUUURRRRRUUU----PPPPRRRRRBBBAATTTT! “Ooaaaahhh!” The Giantess roared, as her fart split the stadium in two. The entire ground collapsed, crushing tinies underneath. The Giantess fell backward with a grunt, causing an entire block to mush underground with her booty cheeks. “Ahhhh…well done, dear,” said the Mistress. “That was quite a lot but….it required a little sacrifice.” Marissa rose with a groan, bending her booty towards Erika’s face. “If you wouldn’t mind…” said Marissa. Erika gasped…her Mistress’s asshole was gaped as wide as her hand, with a dark brown turd siphoning around the prolapsed anus. “Be quick!” said Marissa with a grunt. Erika snapped out of it, hurriedly kneeling and jutting out her tongue. The shit was hard as stone; Erika grunted, feeling her tongue would snap before she’d be able to push it back inside. The Mistress did her part as well, sucking the turd back inside with her clenched cheeks. “I need…URGH!...more power!” said Mistress Marissa. Just then, a small spark snapped against her glorious white cheeks…then, many flashes, many snaps. Erika turned, finding a barrage of bullets and tank shells exploding against her and Marissa’s skin. “Worms!” she cried out to them. “How dare you disrespect your Mistress!” If they weren’t afraid before, every trained service member knew true fear as Erika stomped towards them.
Her hands scooped up tanks, jeeps, and tiny personnel. The Giantess grunted, as fingers were propped into her shit-clenching bootyhole. “You will WORSHIP your Mistress, as intended!” Erika declared. She brought her tongue to poke the screaming tinies into Marissa’s shithole. She broke only to offer more scraps of tinies, more machinery, more souls, as her Mistress grunted and sighed. “That’s it dear,” said Marissa. “Good…good…ohhhh!” Erika quickly, poked out her tongue, stopping the emerging shit in its track. Her fingers begun to dot the outlines of tinies into the protruding shit. Erika made careful note to not pinch off a piece herself, knowing how much it would mean to The Undertaking and her Mistress. The taste was starting to wear on her tongue…ragged and powerful, leaving only her to suffer as the tinies quickly succumbed to its taste. Erika tried to stay sane as she worked, grabbing tinies, thrusting them inside hurriedly everywhere…until she couldn’t find the hole herself. “Ooooohhhhhh!” cried Mistress Marissa…the skies seemed to separate in an instant.
She rose gloriously, moaning as her form molded across the landscape. Every soul looked up and watched the majesty of their Mistress soar into the heavens. “My children,” came her soft voice that soaked the air in grace. “I’ve reached my full potential. The Undertaking, is now truly upon us. Accept….your gift.” There was an angered roar from the skies as her booty cheeks fell to cover the whole cityscape. Erika watched in awe, as the massive log of shit begun to bludgeon her anus raw. “OOOAAAHHHHHH!” screamed the Giantess, as her poo sunk into the earth. All manner of humanity in the area was coated in an instant brown, crushed and folded to her will. The Giantess roared and her booty shifted, continuing the line of shit to the left and right, sweeping the entire coastline and into the very heart of the city. The flow begun to slow….The Giantess pushed, offering more of her wondrous ‘gift’…then, some more slowing…some more pushing…until an obvious conclusion was to be reached. BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUAAAAPAAPPRRPROOMMMPBBBABRRBRBBRABRBRABRBRPPPPPPFFFFFFFFBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT!
Erika gasped. Her eyes were only allowed a brief glimpse of the shaking anus before the toot sent her screaming against her back. The ripples continued, sending shockwaves across her membrane and nostrils. The very air turned to fire within her lungs as the sky begun to darken. It was all…so glorious. Even in her suffering, she was glad to have taken part of it.

There was no planet earth…not as Erika knew it. She rose to her knees, watching the stars twinkle. It seemed so clear, without all the fog or skies to poison it. On the other hand…it made it very hard to breathe. “Miss…Mistress!” she called out, rasping her words as she fell to her front and crawled. “I…I can’t…”. There was a small shred of loneliness, as the darkness begun to wrap around the girl. She didn’t want to die alone.
Like magic, the powerful thighs of the Mistress appeared. Although now, they seemed to float majestically towards Erika in place of their powerful stride. There was a glow to her Mistress, as if she’d been the sole contractor of the sun’s power. When Erika managed to look up, she found the all-knowing smile of the Mistress pour it’s warmth upon her. “You’ve done well, my child.” She spoke. Erika shivered, feeling the warm fingers wrap around her body…her small, frail body. “What…I can’t….”. The Mistress laughed at her struggle to come to grips. “The Undertaking, my child,” she explained. “Isn’t it beautiful? Nothing but my booty to instruct the stars and the universe…as it was foretold.” BBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAPPOOOOOORORRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTT! The Mistress chuckled, drawing the small child back to gaze upon her opening bootyhole. “Wow.” It was all Erika could utter, as the rank mists hit her face. “Yes, my child.” Said the Mistress with a giggle. “However, my booty requires all life under its subjugation. I still believe I am missing one. Just one.”
Erika smiled, as two fingers pinched her tiny body and pressed it against the endless expanse of open asshole. The warmth greeted her gently, as the anal flesh welcomed her to her new home. The smell was overwhelming, an endless black hole of smelly suffering…but so long as it was her Mistress, Erika would be eternally satisfied.