Category: Femdom, milf, toilet slavery, forced, bondage, noncon, age difference, older woman, grossdom, fart, scat, foot worship, stomach inflation, smell fetish

Warning ⚠️ Extreme shota play
Absolutely don't read if you're not into these stuff

This story is fully fictional

Probably

His name is Stephen. He's 18 and he used to live with his mother. This story happened eight years ago and it still haunts him to this day; and probably will forever.

They lived in a small suite of an old apartment building in the slums of nyc, summer of 1987. Just a few years earlier they lived in their own residence in a beautiful country outside the city, but since his father died due to a sickness, he who had no siblings and his mother lived together; And as time passed, they became poorer at a fast pace, since his mother was only a housewife. She soon sold the house they used to live in, and they were forced to live in this place which looked more like a crackden than a place to live. His mom, Jennifer, became depressed over time and one time, her dorm friend Maria came to visit her. She was in her late 40s, older than his mom who was in her late 30s.

His mom had talked about her before. She was a rather wealthy independent woman who worked hard as a farmer and a rancher and had received a lot of her wealth from her parents' inheritance. As for physical appearance, she was quite tall for a woman, 5' 10, had a curvy rump, strong thigh and leg muscles, a fat but beautiful belly, and a little saggy but large breasts. They went to the same college and practiced farming. A field which Jennifer and Maria were great rivals in. They both succeeded and got their degrees, which sparked a friendship between them. Over these years though, they got distant from each other, and Maria didn't know the address or phone number to their new place. Eventually she managed to find their address and payed them a visit.

She was disappointed to see her friend in this situation. When mom saw her, they immediately hugged and mom nearly cried. She (Maria) had a round face, had pink makeup on, thick eyelashes for her brown circular eyes, silver round earrings, juicy lips, puffed bob cat hair, snub but hooked nose, gorgeous curly cheeks and a beauty spot on the left side of her lips. She looked like a witch straight out of a comic book, except chubby and really gorgeous. After talking to Stephen a bit and patting his head, she went to sit down next to his mom on a table chair and they started silently chatting, while he was playing with his old toy cars. In the middle of the talk, he saw his moms face go pale as Maria whispered something in her ear while side eyeing him. He felt somewhat scared and curious at the same time. After a few minutes, Jennifer told him to go to his room, visibly confused and perplexed. After awhile, she called him to come to the living room again, and told him to sit down on the old sofa, a leather sofa of which leather was torn off in a few spots. He saw Maria making a drink in the kitchen. She then approached him and handed him the glass which looked like had orange juice inside. She told him to drink it and he immediately did, being thirsty as hell. When doing so, he saw his mom having a chunk of money in her hand, counting it; Which surprised him because it was unprecedented in the family to have that much cash.

Maria then asked Jennifer where the bathroom was, rushing to it while holding her seemingly bloated stomach. Stephen and his mom both stared at each other, completely immobile, when they heard the fart she released in the toilet, it was so loud and powerful, than the ceiling above them started trembling and the hanging lamp started to swing. After a few seconds he looked back at Jennifer, and she was still staring at him, still completely immobile as her face went fully pale again. They then heard a couple more earth-shaking ones with similar strength being unleashed in the toilet. Mom was now staring down at her lap as she started to sweat heavily. Stephen called her a few times, but she didn't answer or look at him, and probably couldn't even hear him, lost in her own unknown thoughts.
Maria stepped out of the bathroom, buckling her belt and closing up her jeans' zipper. Suddenly a foul smell made Stephen and his mom gag. A smell bad enough to probably scare away the cat-sized rats in the sewers of New York. But Maria didn't look a bit embarrassed. She felt relieved and the bloating in her stomach had almost disappeared. Steph suddenly felt dizzy and started to black out, the last thing he saw was Maria mischievously smiling.

He woke up to the loud sound of crickets, laying on a bench. He noticed it was nighttime, and then his heart sank when he saw somebody butt naked just a couple meters away from him. He wanted to get up, only to realize he couldn't. He looked down at his body, and saw he had been wrapped shoulders down to toes in white sticky bandage like a mummy. His wiggling eventually made him fall down to the ground. The naked person turned around, and he realized it was Maria.

"Had a good nap boy? Thought I lost my portable toilet for a moment!"

"What was she talking about?! Portable toilet??" He thought to himself

She knelt down and easily picked his small body up with her two hands and walked into the house. He was looking at her face while she looked ahead of her. Stopping at the doorway, she bent down and released him to fall to the wooden floor onto his right side, to take her heels off. His state of shock gradually fading away, he began to speak.

"Where am I? w-why are you n-naked?! where is my mo-" He stuttered in his still-childish voice before-

-She put her right foot onto his left hand, pushing him and causing him to roll on the floor, then went to a dark room after turning on the lights of the house, and came back with a large pale yellow-colored rubber band. She squatted down in front of him, her plump, freshly-shaved, reddish-pink snatch fully visible to him. It was the first time he was seeing a woman's privates. He also could see that, her stomach was bloated again. She then picked him up and took him to her bedroom. Dropping him down on her bed, he quickly noticed a few large brown skid marks on the pale blue duvet and sheets.

" Welcome to your new life, boy. It may be tough, but at least it will make mine and your mama's much better, especially mine"

She winked at him in the mirror while brushing her hair

"What are you gonna do to me?" He asked both angrily and frightened

"Well, you see, I have this little gut problem, a few ones actually. Werkin' in deez farms puts us in risk of gettin infected... plus the genetic ones...Stomach bug, IBS, lactose intolerance blah blah, I'm sure ya got a very small sample back in your home, and your kind and thoughtful mommy considered lending ya to me to help me with it. Well, renting out would be a better way to say it" She said, chuckling.

"I don't understand, how can I help you with it?!" He asked even more frightened

"By being my little portable toilet. All these stomach cramps and stuff really annoys me when I'm cleaning the house, working in the farm, feeding the cattles and even while sleeping. I constantly have to go to the washroom, and a lot of my time gets wasted. The stench is also unbearable. But with you taking them, all those problems will be solved! Amazing isn't it? I can't wait to try ya"

He was infuriated. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THAT!" He yelled, his still high pitched girlish voice sounded ridiculous while shouting. And this was only his reaction to the thought that she meant to "take" them in a container or something

"Woah there, chill out toilet boy, I wouldn't say that considering your situation, and, with my house surrounded for miles by a deep forest and farmlands, screaming won't help you either. So don't try anything funny. Understood?"

"MY NAME ISN'T TOILET BOY!" He yelled again

"Yeah yeah whatever it is, Steve... Steven? Forget your old name. You are officially 𝙏𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝘽𝙤𝙮 from now on. A name fitting your only use, until you're ready to do actual work!" She smirked

He was used to stressful situations. Even though this one was entirely different and he had no way out, he still didn't cry. He's still proud of that moment.

She walked to her bed, her huge hips and thick haunches juddering with each step while her body was blazing with sweat. She then laid down next to him, grabbed the rubber band and moved it through her head and down to her backside. She left it at her waist, grabbed a handful of his hair and spread her bun with the other hand, lined up his face to her ass and wedged it up there really good, making sure his mouth was right on her butthole. "Open your mouth, nice and wide." Poor Stephen just realized what this cruel woman meant. But he knew better than to refuse, as he was in no position to protest anyway. "Make sure to form a very tight seal, if I catch a single whiff of my bowel movements I will punish you" Her voice became a little gravelly. He again did as she told. She grabbed the rubber band and stretched it as far as she could, releasing it, wedging his face even further up her sweaty and musky ass.

He groaned slightly as the smell hit his nose. Realizing every breath he took now would consist of the stench of her unkempt butt crack, made his little heart sink again. Little did he know, that would soon be the least of his problems

"Get ready boy, I feel one coming"

Immediately after, she ripped a fart

PppaaaaaAAAA

The stink quickly filled his entire mouth and his cheeks puffed like a chipmunk, the sound echoing in it. At first he thought it was just loud, not really smelly. Boy was he wrong. The stink was raping his tastebuds. It tasted like beans.

"She probably ate lunch at our house since mom was cooking beans earlier" He thought

For a moment he remembered, he was really hungry. Aside from that weird drink Maria had fed him, he hadn't eaten anything since the brief breakfast. The fart lasted for three seconds and he thought to himself, that was a long one! Again, he was dead wrong

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*snf* *snf* "ARGH!" *GAG* "What the fuck!! I told ya if I catch a whiff I would punish ya! And ya fucked up the first time!"
Maria was angry now

He couldn't believe it, he doesn't know what he did wrong

"... How did that happen anyway? Mmmm.. Must've escaped through his nose..."
She murmured to herself

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"WOAH! Your cheeks! YOU HAVEN'T SWALLOWED YET??" She laughs

"Swallow it! NOW!"

*GULP* He uncontrollably let out a gag reflex

"Good boooy"
"Now listen up kid, from now on,"

GLORP MOLLLLLRRRR

"Oh goodness...Its coming!"
"I want you to relaaaax your throat "

Her heavy southern accent was kicking in

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*GLOP* *MMMMRRRR*

"Oh boy. Holy Jesus. Thisss gonn be bad"

PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTT

Her asshole opened to release the unholiest SBD known to mankind. It was hotter than sizzling oil, thicker than formaldehyde, and the stench could probably melt steel.
It lasted for fucking 8 seconds.

"Ahhhhh that felt gooood to let out! That monster was tearing up my poor stomach!"

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*sniff* .... *sniff*
"Mmm I don't smell anything! Good job! Even a whiff of that would definitely make me throw up! I'm curious how somebody the size of .. one of my legs *giggle* could even take that beast....!"

Meanwhile Steph was in pure hell. The thick gas tore its way straight down to his stomach and scorched his throat like burning coal. Tears were forming in his eyes out of control and if it wasn't for her asshole blocking the way, he would have thrown up. He could hardly listen to her, it felt like to him that his brain was turning into a milkshake.

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After getting rid of that beast, she was ready to sleep. Even though several minutes had passed, Steph's throat still burned from the last one and he thought the damage was permanent. It was like she had added a generous amount of hot pepper in the beans.

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She turned off the bed lamp and fell asleep, but something told him she still had a ton of gas and other stuff in her guts. He thought of sleeping aswell, but a loud rumble showed him otherwise

Ppppppbbbbbbbrrrrrr
Ppppppprrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Bbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Bpppppppprrrrrrrrrrr

Before he could prepare himself she let out four 4 second farts one after another. Hopefully to him they weren't that potent, but still made him gag inaudibly.

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Pppppppbbbb

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Pbb-aaaaAAAAA

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Bbbbrrrrrttttt

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Three hours went by, which of course he was unaware of, and he still hadn't managed to lay his lids on each other. Every few minutes one or more farts would buzz his ears, it felt like those alarms in school corridors going off in your inner ear.
When she was having a blissful night sleep, he was dealing with her rank farts. He had never felt so envious to someone before, not even to those pudgy rich kids showing off their mommies cars while he walked back alone to his house in all his school years, under any kind of weather, through dark alleys filled with drug addicts... even his mom, the only soul who cared about him, didn't really care about that

*Doooong...*

He heard her analog wall clock play out one note, and knew it was 1 o'clock. After a few minutes her stomach started to roar again, but this time he was hearing liquid splattering inside her horrifying bowels.
She started to rub her belly and moaned, apparently waking up

"Ah... Aaaaah..."

She turned her bed lamp on again

He was scared.

It looked like she was about to get up from her bed, but stopped before even lifting an inch

In a sleepy voice she said... "Ow hahahaha... clumsy me... My bowel movements usually start around this time and I hurry to the bathroom... but now I have my own little <diaper> so I don't have to worry... *giggle*"

She moaned loudly this time

"Get ready for the semi-final test, toilet boy"

And with that, her dam broke, flooding his mouth with liquid shit

"Ohhh god..... aaaahhhh.... swallow quickly boy. It shouldn't be hard to."

"Can you feel the undigested remnants of food in there? You better thank me for them. Well, my bowels more specifically. They should still contain some vitamins n shit in them... *chuckles like a pig*"

He kept swallowing the witches brew until it finally stopped after 6 seconds, instantly followed by a turret of sharts, all of which he swallowed as fast as he could. The liquid stuff was very warm and felt like to Stephen that it lubed up his throat.

The bigger problem was, he could feel a solid piece glued to the ceiling of his mouth, he tried moving it with his tongue, but failed. He just hoped it wouldn't emanate the foul smell through his nose.

While swimming in the pool of that thought, something showed him he wasn't done just yet.

The motions of her hole showed him she was straining to get the main course out.

"Ahhhhh... this load is big, I can feel it.. after this one, you'll probably be free of work for some time..... probably..."*snicker*

"Come on toilet booohy, lick my aeeesshole. Massage it with cha tiny tongue to get that ugly turd movin' "

He started doing so. Her asshole felt hot to his tongue. Finally, after a few minutes, a buldge meant it was making progress.

She pushed the log with all her strength, and it suddenly sprang out,

*PLORT*

It went quickly moving through his throat down to his stomach. It was somewhat thick and long, about five inches long and two inches wide, but the lubed up way meant a smooth ride for the probably horrible-tasting log, and he thanked goodness for that.

*Loud sigh* "That came out super clean, now my bowels are empty! However, that doesn't mean you get any freedom toilet boy. I may pass gas again so stay vigilant"

He was disappointed to hear that, but he really didn't expect anything else. His own stomach was now filled to the brim, he could feel it being inflated itself now. He would've definitely needed the bathroom in the morning.
But he had to endure the everlasting pain until then. It hurt so much that he could only dream of sleeping with that amount of gas, liquid and solid waste ravaging his tiny stomach

He started squirming in his tight swaddled-like stance, in hope of Maria noticing his pain

"Awww whats the matter toilet booaayy? You still hungry? Sorryyyy you should wait for breakfast now! I ate lasagna tonight... and cheesecakes as dessert. That stuff will surely feed you up gooood in the mornin'..."

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"Wait... After all those goodness I took in yer guts... How is your tiny stomach even storing 'em all in?! Lemmy check..."

*gasp* "Woah WOAHHH WHAAA DO WE HAAAAAVE HEREEEE! YA'VE GOT A BABY BUMP! My lil diaper is full!" *Chortles loudly*

"Wooow I can't believe how flexible your itty bitty baby belly is....! Ya know what?... I think ya deserve a nice reward fer dat!"

She grabbed the rubber band and started to stretch it again...

"Now close yer lips fast. Don't let even a molecule of air escape yer sewer mouth, and swish yer spit in yer mouth, make sure its clean"

He did as she told

"Since its yer first time... and yer just too fragile at this age, imma give ya a break"

He thought to himself " Wow... she is finally showing some mercy!"

It was unbelievable to him

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"Now now, don't think yer free just yet boy! Well, free from ma bubbly juicy ass *slaps it* you might say..."

"This is JUST..."

*She grabs him with her feet, turns him over and places him at the bottom of her bed, then bends her knees in the front*

Now he could see her entire front body

"..ahh... a repositioning. My feet've been killing me walkin around in those tight heels aaalll day tryna find yer shithole of a house... I need ja to clean up the sweat and massage them with yer soft tongue..."

"You should only exhale through yer nose if you know whats good for ya... and don't open your mouth except to service my feet"

With that, she lowered her meaty soles to his face. They weren't huge, but still dwarfed his face. Only a small whiff was enough to prove to him how stinky they were

*Snap* "Get lickin... uh...sweat rag boy" *chuckle*

"And don't think I've forgotten yer punishment!"

His heart sank yet again at the thought of that. "If this was her reward, what would be her punishment..." He thought

He started licking her nasty feet. They smelled like a mix of soccer girls locker room and vinegar. There were also yellow parts in her soles, Stephen not knowing they were calluses back then.

"Suck ma toes... lick in between em... get all that nasty toejam out" She said in a sleepy voice

"Toe Jam?! Was some kind of jam stuck in her toes?" He thought to himself

He licked her feet, slightly gagging with every few licks. Then he started sucking her toes. Her toenails weren't painted. Kinda weird, considering she walked around in spool heels

"Deepthroat my big toe boy"

He obviously didn't know what "Deepthroat" meant

*Sigh....* "Wrap your lips arouuuund it, then push down until you feel it touching the back of your throat" She commanded

Sucking her left foot's big toe, she moaned a bit, and when he pulled back, he noticed a brown piece of undigested bean skin on the tip of its nail

He quickly realized it was the one that was stuck to his mouth's ceiling

Just at that unlucky moment she looked down at him, noticing it

"EWW! What da fuck's dat! IS THAT SHIT?! You disgusting muthafuxker, eat it! NOW!"

He quickly sucked on it again, swallowing it for good this time

"You bitch... You deserve another punishment for that!" She said in a stern tone

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She smirked

"Tomorrows gonn be hell fer ya boy"

He couldn't help but shed a few tears

After a moment, he remembered the Toe Jam thing

He curiously snaked his tongue between the same toe and the index toe, an unexpected extremely foul taste making him gag hard

He was about to vomit

"Stop gagging bitch! You're disturbing my peaceful sleep!"

She slapped his face with her left foot. Then when he was about to uncontrollably and unintentionally vomit, she force jammed her wet big toe in his mouth

It was large enough to completely block the way, making his hazardous vomit go back down

"Get used to these toejams boy. They will be yer dessert fo a long time."

She then pulled her foot back and her toe out of his mouth, making a sloppy sound

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She looked at his face for awhile

"Yer beautiful blue eyes are red now... yer... soft black hair is all messy... You know what?
If you be a good boy fer me, I'd consider lending you to my friend, another countrygirl round ma age....,"

"But the polar opposite. She'd looove spoiling you..."

"Keep you clean all the time"

"Comb yer hair...,"

"Make yer favorite dishes..."

"... blah blah allthat nonsense"

He thought she's bantering him, he could only hope that was true

"But judging by yer performance, ya still got a looong way ahead... I didn't pay ya momma five grand fer one night" *giggle*

What she said bewildered him

"My mom.. my only friend, my only shelter... had... 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙙 me..." He was broken internally

"What's dat? Thinking that was too much fer ya huh? yeah same" She teased him

"I really wanted ta help my old friend though... ya wouldn't have cost more than a couple hundred... and you were a suitable sacrifice for all the trouble she caused me when we were rivals" She snickered

"I wonder, what's she plannin ta do with all that? Prolly plannin ta rent a new home, perhaps? Or buy a car? Whatever it is, I'm damn sure she ain't gonn think 'bout cha fer a few months" She teased him again, laughing loudly

"Now, get cleanin' ma other toes boy. All that toejam better be gone by mornin' "

He was silently crying, as he did what she said

She turned off the bed lamp, and soon fell asleep

Stephen finished polishing her feet with his tongue after ten or fifteen minutes. They were shining under the moonlight coming through the large window down her bed

Thinking about the last things she said, he couldn't get them out of his mind. He eventually fell asleep, with utmost unease

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He woke up, still in the same position, laying at the end of her bed. She had already woken up and wasn't in the room. He still couldn't move, so he decided to just see around and listen to his surroundings.
Blinding sunlight was beaming through the window and songbirds' beautiful singing was almost deafening

Despite all his pain, both physically and mentally, this sight soothed him, making him forget his inhumane torment for a very brief moment

The pain in his stomach was now descended; Not proportionally, but now he could feel it in his bowels.

"...I am.... digesting a nasty middle aged woman's literal poop, and nobody knows about it, except herself and... mom.... 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺" He was weeping internally

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He suddenly felt an urge to pass gas. He hadn't eaten anything the day before, so it was surely the stuff Maria emptied in him, and he knew it

His anus opened and the tense wind pressured through it

𝘗𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘧

A ten second, (almost) silent fart escaped his tight hole

Hopefully for him the window was wide open

Even so, once the smell hit him, his last night torture was reminded to him. It somehow wasn't as bad though. It was like his virgin digestive system had filtered the ungodly air Maria's power plant produced.

Unexpectedly so, once the stench moved out the window, nearby birds stopped singing

He looked up the room wall to see it was 6:20. He then heard a familiar sound murmuring from outside the bedroom, probably from the kitchen, as kitchenware sounds could also be heard

"Oh he's still sleeping..."

"Noooo hahahaha I didn't blast one aa those earth shatterers, I did pass a steel melter though! Hahahaha"

"I got a lotta work to do todaaaay... in the house, out the house, in the farm, everywhere... Hopefully I got my trusty untearable rubber band and my little companion to catch up!... Nooo... no no don't worry I won't kill him, I still need him for a looong time hehehe"

"So what r u doin'? Do ya know thats the income of an employee's half a year a' work? Spend it wisely sweetie... new clothes! Nice! a used Cressida...yeah that must be good too. You can do some transportation... It should stack up good in the long run... I'll also dial up some friends in free time... maybe rent out the boy. I'll lend ya the money if ya needed it.. Sound good? ... You're welcome...!"

"Y-yeah yeah......Ooof... sorry I gotta go baby, last nights dinner aint agreeing with me... gotta go wake him up! I'll tell him you said hi! Bye....!"

Just at that moment he heard loud foot noises coming towards the room... He gulped stiffly

"Toilet boy! TOILET BOY!"

"Oh! Awake already? Nice... Just in time..."

She grabbed him and pulled him down, resting only his head and neck on the bed

He was terrified. He couldn't take it anymore. His belly pain was killing him. Though he knew he would regret it, he had to protest.

"I-I-I can't t-take this anymore... please... y-you can just use the bathroom... w-why do you come to me?...." He pleaded

An evil grin formed on her face, exhibiting her yellow teeth

"Because I don't want to smell it... 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚... plus its important for you not to get used to freedom... Now open wide and make a tight seal. This gonn be ugly as hell... I don't even wanna see it! Last time I tried the lasagna-cheesecake combo the smell hit me so hard I was sick for a few days... but now I got 𝘆𝗼𝘂 and well, I really missed the taste so I had to try it again"

"Now for the last time, 𝙊𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝. I want you to be professional about it, alright? Ain't got time for the band..."

He still hesitated. He thought his belly was going to explode after taking this one in.

"Come on...! Do ya want me to double up yer punishment count? Its already at two! Or better yet... leave you to sleep outside tonight, I'm sure yer sweet meat will attract some hungry wolves and coyotes! Well... if yer breath doesn't ward 'em off! HAHAHAHA!"

With these possibilities revolving around his head, he knew he had better obey her, or suffer the (probably) much worse consequences...

Maria lowered her huge butt down on his face

"...and ya better do a clean job boy, if I see a single dot on the sheets, or catch a single whi-"

She suddenly felt his tender lips form a tight grip on her hole

"Oh... Niiice! Yer catchin' the drift! Hmmm...maybe I'll 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 not adding another punishment for disobeying me earlier...if ya do a good job of course... hehehe"

He began to silently cry again. Closing his eyes, he relaxed his still-bruised throat, wished himself good luck, as Maria pushed her stomach in with her hands

*BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT*

"Holy fucking shit! I could see my belly deflating! How ya doin back there, toilet boy?" She smirked

Stephen's eyes shot open. His upper digestive pipe was getting trounced for 24 seconds straight. He didn't even know a fart could last that long.

She looked down at his belly

"Hoooolyyy christ.... even MY belly wasn't that big when I had my first 9 months baby! BOY ya have capabilities!"

He felt like his stomach was about to burst. He thought his fate was sealed.

After a few minutes of silence, while Maria was checking herself in the mirror and enjoying the corn field view past the window while still sitting on Stephen's face although not full weight, she said...

"Oookaaay I don't think I will need ja anymore... for a while at least! Don't worry though! Your breakfast still is on in its time due!" She looked at him from over her shoulder, winking

"Now close the lid... Quick."

He closed his mouth.

She suddenly got an idea

"Don't open the lid till I tell ya to" She smirked

She got up from his face, and walked playfully out of the room to the basement. From there, she examined some of her foulest-smelling socks. She picked the thick wooly pink & yellow pair and came back to the bedroom.

She dangled them over Stephen's face

"See these boy? I wore them for MONTHS beneath my old workboots and sneakers. Those toejams you feasted on last night were cooked up by these..."

She brought them close to her mouth, spat a few fat spits onto them, rubbed them together, then put them on his face

Once the smell hit his nose, he barely held his gag reflex not to open his mouth. They stank a hundred times worse than her feet. His eyes immediately watered

She grabbed a bluish silver tape from her drawer and used it to tape one sock to his nose, keeping it in mind it doesn't cut off his air supply, but also made sure every single breath he took consisted of its stench

She told him to slightly open his mouth, then forced the other sock in it, then quickly shut his jaw up and adhered tape on his closed lips

They tasted as bad they smelled to poor Stephen

Maria then chuckled at the scene and sashayed out of the room, while saying...

"That will compensate for a bit of your punishments..."

A flow of tears streamed down Stephen's eyes

The pain in Stephen's body was now beyond human imagination. In one way his belly felt like it was about to be torn, his hands and legs also hurt from being stationary for a long time, and his head, particularly nose and mouth were adding immense pain on the pile. He had to get rid of it in some way.

He thought maybe he could burp the gas out now. He strained with all his strength

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP

He let half the latest toot of Maria out, well, not ^𝘰𝘶𝘵^ really... It swished around his cheeks, stretching them like a balloon, then went back down.

The only outcome was that now his tastebuds were getting abused by both the sock AND the refluxed fart

He couldn't let anything non-airy out his anus either... He feared if it went through the bandage and spilled on the carpet, it could make Maria 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 angry

He just sat there not being able to do anything, closed his eyes again and wept in his loneliness

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Continued in Part 2