The Family Slave
by TheDonbai

(This story contains aspects of Facesitting, Vomit, Facefarting, Mouthfarting etc., Scat, Human toilet, Femdom, Breathplay, Smothering, Spit-play(is that a word?) and many more disgusting things, so if you‘re not into it, then feel free to leave)

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PART 1

Darkness.

My arms, legs and even fingers feel sore. Am I still alive? No lights, no sounds, no feeling in my limbs, nothing… except for the disgusting, vile smell that has accumulated in this „toilet“ I‘m stuck in.

*THWOMP THWOMP THWOMP*

Fuck, footsteps are approaching… I can also exactly tell who it is, my „mom“.

*Click*

„Hey hun~ Wake up, I have a big breakfast for you this morning! It‘s of the creamy variant, I know you love those.“

Fuck, my eyes are burning just because she turned the lights on to reveal my disfigured visage.

„Ahhaha, you‘ve been through it, huh? Ashley is always so harsh with you… don‘t worry, mommy is here to treat you better. Open.“

Miraculously, my body opened it‘s abused mouth without hesitation after hearing those words. It was not even a conscious decision at that point, they pavlov-dog trained me to serve them.

*HAAAWCK PTOOO*

A huge glob of spit and mucus shot out of her mouth and I caught it with no hesitation, gulping it down like it was a delicious treat.

„Good boy. Now swallow that and clear your mouth for this. Your breakfast should glide right down your throat.“

*PLOP*

My foster mother dropped her incredibly thick, bare ass on my face with reckless abandon. Her asshole aligned perfectly with my mouth, needing no correction.

„Alright, let‘s hope I don‘t clog you, Patrick sweetie. I’ve had Mexican, after all. You know how that gets my gut going. Open hihihi!“

My mouth opened itself again, her asshole puckered and all hell broke lose.

But first, let me tell you about how I even got into this hell.

CHAPTER 1: THE WELCOMING

My name is Patrick and I‘m 24 years old, I think? I‘m not sure how much time has passed…

Anyways, around 2 years ago, while I was at home, the home‘s telephone ringed. I picked it up, not yet knowing it would be heartbreaking news: „Greetings, Mister Moore. I hope I don’t negatively affect your day, but I bring to you awful news. I hereby announce with great sadness that your closest relatives passed away during an accidental car crash. We all mourn for them and wish them a better time in heaven now.“

My world came crashing down. I sank onto my knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

It hit me so hard that I barely did anything for the next few days. And after 3 long weeks, I finally could attend their funeral. I again began crying during the funeral, not being able to take this reality.

After their passing I was lazier and more depressed than ever before. Money became scarce as I didn‘t have a job and had to pay for the funeral. Drinking heavily to drown my sorrows didn‘t help either.

To make things worse, one day, my landlord gave me an eviction note since I wasn‘t able to pay off any of the bills anymore.

I wasn‘t only broke, I was literally broken.

I decided to called several friends to ask if they could let me stay at their place, if even for only a short period of time.

One friend, Liam, allowed me to remain at his place for the time being. But even he didn‘t want to babysit the alcoholic mess called Patrick.

Following a few days of housing me, he got an idea:

„Hey Patrick. I wanna talk to you about something. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I just feel like you need some change in your life. I’ve heard that there is this foster family which is looking for people just like you. Should I ask them if you wanna be their new ‚son’? The company of other people would surely do you well.“

My body perked up at the mention of a new family and I took it into consideration, responding quickly:

„Hmm, give me a moment. Foster family sounds a bit weird, but I guess it‘s better than nothing… I‘ll come back to you.“

I pondered about the suggestion for a few hours, thinking about my mental well being, financial situation and future. After noticing how deep in the gutters I really am, I returned to Liam with determination.

„I‘m down for it. I can‘t live like this anymore, leeching off you, Liam. I‘m really sorry for bothering you so much. Can you tell them someone wants to get adopted, bud?“

„Aight, I‘ll do that. But don‘t fret about it, Pat. It may be a bit more bothersome to care for another person, but you‘re always welcome here.“ smiled Liam

I gave Liam a big hug and went to go sleep another night at his place before leaving the next morning.

„Well, till‘ next time, Liam! Bye!“

„Bye Pat! Have a good time there!“

I confidently walked over to the train station, thinking about using the subway because of not having a car either. I was finally relieved, not feeling guilty about being deadweight for Liam anymore, turning my life around for the better and, ultimately, having a secure future.

Boy was I wrong.

The drive there wore me out for good. Even with the admittedly fast subway it was almost 4 hours long.

After the tiring drive, I finally arrived at a small town called

(STAUNTON)

An old, worn down wooden sign was the first thing that greeted me, already giving me an uneasy feeling.

Walking through Staunton felt extremely eerie. It wasn‘t like a ghost town entirely, but it seemed quite empty. The houses looked old fashioned, the streets weren‘t the newest ones and I didn‘t count many restaurants or Cafés as I was passing by. Even the air seemed a little foggy, adding to the weird atmosphere.

Having wandered through the whole town, I finally saw the house of my future family. Well, house is an understatement.

It was a literal mansion.

My jaw trapped at seeing the sudden change in houses.

There was also this huge steel gate preceding the gigantic, expensive looking manor with its rich, green yard. I got a bit excited, now knowing my foster family was rich.

„Hmmm, is this even the right location? They are called the… Cabellos? I guess it is right here.“

I said before ringing the ornament clad doorbell. Man, they really weren’t greedy about their money while building all of this. A bit weird, considering everything else in Staunton looked like a wasteland.

A loud ringing sound alerted the foster family, who then automatically let the gate open up for me.

So many doubtful thoughts suddenly flied across my mind while I walked towards the door of the mansion. Should I really go there? Isn’t this a bit shady?

But before I could think of anything else the door opened and Monica, my foster mom, came rushing in my direction to give me a big hug.

She could best be described as being a busty, blonde MILF that loves to take care of her body. I didn‘t want to but had to admit that she looked really hot, especially with her plump ass straining against her leggings and her jugs jiggling as she rushed towards me. Her hair was neatly bound together in a ponytail and one would think that she is at most 30 years old. But in reality, she was 45 years old.

„Aww hello! You’re Patrick, right? Come right in, sweetie!“

„O-oh, hello! You are… Monica?“ I said, partially remembering the names Liam told me

„Yes sweetheart! Good job remembering, my big boy!“

I was confused by the belittling tone she was using, but that was not the biggest of my worries. What I didn‘t like was how Monica was literally gripping my shoulder in a sneaky but still possessive way.

„Come right in, I just made dinner for my children. You’re that too now, aren’t you~?“ she said while ushering me inside

I entered the mansion and was even more in awe by the marble walls, floor and stairs. The interior just screamed rich and exquisite.

A delicious smell wafted into my direction and reminded me of how hungry I was, having barely eaten anything today. My stomach gave it away as well:

*GRUMBBBLLLLEEEEE*

„Ohhh, someone‘s hungry it seems! Don’t worry, I made Lasagna, a bean casserole, a tasty pizza and some Tiramisu for desserts! Go help yourself!“ uttered Monica proudly

„Wow, so much food! Who else is there besides me?“ I asked Monica, expecting at least 6 or even more people

„Hmm well, only your three sisters! Your older sister Ashley and my twin babies Rachel and Hazel!“

„Just these four, counting my new mom? How are they able to eat that much?“ - I thought to myself, already getting a little skeptical about this.

The twins Rachel and Hazel came running in, being nimble and fast.

Rachel could be described as a pale, young woman with black and long hair, taking after her mother, being just as thick. She owned a proud pair of huge tits and and an even bigger ass.

Hazel on the other hand was a tanned, young brunette, who also had obscenely thick jugs and buttcheeks.

Both of their clothing was loose and comfortable, looking like they came from a girls sleepover and didn‘t care to change.

„Yes mom? Did you call us?“ Rachel and Hazel shouted in unison, thinking they have been called, „Ohhhh, that‘s our new toil-„

Monica quickly butted in:“Y-yes, that‘s your new brother Patrick!“

„Hello, Rachel and Hazel! Nice to meet you.“ I said, not understanding why they were cut off by Monica

Rachel and Hazel at the same time again:“Nice to meet you too, slav-.“

„Food‘s ready!“ shouted Monica, again interrupting the two before they could finish their sentence

Rachel and Hazel both got a little confused, not understanding that they almost revealed their act:“Mom‘s acting weirdly today… hmm, doesn‘t matter. We are so hungy!“

I followed the two after they swiftly hopped towards the dining area.

They seemed pretty childish, considering that Liam told me they are both around 20. But I didn’t care too much, I was dying to eat something!

I joined the three at the dining table, sitting myself next to Monica and opposite to the twins.

„Dig in, my cuties. Ashley will come back home in a few minutes, so don‘t worry about waiting! Her gym session should be over soon.“ told us Monica

We all started eating and I noticed how much slower I was compared to these three, but I just continued nonetheless. Still, it was impressive how they were demolishing their food like a vacuum.

The door clicked at one point, announcing the 24-year old as she came back from her training.

„Yo, I‘m back. Oh, he‘s here already? Well, makes things more convenient“

Convenient? What does that mean? My uneasiness grew even more, but I was quickly distracted by Ashley‘s… assets. Especially the yoga leggings hugging her curves so perfectly. You could tell she was hitting the gym regularly.

But that also brought about another question…

How were they all so thick? I felt a little ashamed to admit that, but these four had hourglass figures, huge but still firm and thick asses and tits that looked like literal globes!

Especially Monica, who is supposedly 45 but had an ass to die for!

The fit, young woman with jet black hair called Ashley lazily sat next to the twins and began eating as well.

„Weeellll? Don‘t you want to greet your new brother?“ asked Monica excitedly

„Oh, yeah true. Sup‘.“

Monica turned to me and looked a little apologizing:“She‘s always like this, but I swear she means no harm.“

I smirked:“It‘s fine. Hey Ashley. Hope we all get along together.“

We all then chatted during the dinner, having a seemingly good time.

I even allowed myself to laugh several times, feeling like this new life wasn‘t maybe that bad.

If only I knew…

I then made the biggest mistake yet, finishing drinking the Kool-Aid Monica made me just earlier. I did notice the taste was slightly off, but didn’t care enough, which would be the end of me.

We finished the dinner and Monica walked me through the mansion, showing me the huge bathroom, kitchen and all the other rooms, including the one I would (not, in reality) be sleeping in.

This tour around the house also gave us a small moment to have a chat again.

„Wow, you must be really wealthy, Monica. Do you own a business or something alike?“ I asked curiously

„You know, Patrick sweetie… it all starts a long time ago. My husband, called Vladimir, was a great and well known businessman. He made huge amounts of money and had tons of sources of passive income. But after Ashley, Rachel and Hazel were born, he left like a coward.

I fell into desperation, being left alone with my cute babies. But, miraculously, the court decided to give me 80% of our assets. So combined with the fact that we all are diligent workers means we have a lot of money to spend!“

I smiled at hearing the story:“Seems like justice did it’s thing right there. I hope that I‘ll fit into this family, mom. I‘ll too get a job soon as possib-“

I suddenly lost my balance, almost falling onto my face but supporting myself with my hands. My consciousness faded in and out and I barely registered what happened around me anymore.

„Hehehe, hahaha… AAHHAHAHA! Awww, you even called me mom already! Hmmm, you will certainly fit into this family, Patrick! Or should I say… slave?“ cackled Monica cruelly

„W-what… what is happening?“ I asked as I fighted to stay conscious

„Ohh you still don‘t know? That Kool-Aid I made you… I spiked it with Rohypnol, sweetie. Your whole purpose here is not to be the ‚son‘ of the family, but rather the ‚slave‘ of the family, AHAHAHAHAHA!“

I then ultimately lost consciousness.

{——FEW HOURS PASS/ MIDNIGHT——}

CHAPTER 2: THE FIRST SESSION

„-ake up! Wake up, Patrick dear! This will be your very first session!“

Regaining consciousness, I groggily opened my eyes and felt a sharp pain tugging at my arms, legs and neck. After my eyes adapted to the brightness of the bedroom, I was able to see my body tied up using ropes. I wasn‘t able to move an inch, so my first reaction was to scream for help. But it came out muffled since a ball gag was placed neatly in my mouth.

„Look at you, my big boy! How was the sleep? Good? Hmm, poor boy can‘t even talk… let‘s see.“

Monica finished taunting me and took the ball gag out of my mouth.

„What the fuck! Did you really put a roofie in my drink?? As my foster mother?? And why am I tied do-“

Monica put a finger on my mouth and shushed me:“Shhh, don‘t worry about a thing, darl. Everything is going according to plan. Well, our plan, at least. You still seem confused. Want me to introduce you to things?“

I was speechless, not understanding who I really was talking to. A feeling of trepidation creeped up on me after my anger subsided. Trepidation, since I didn’t know what she would be doing with me.

„D-don‘t… you can‘t do this! HEEEEEELP! SOMEONE HEEEELP!“

„Ahahaha, that‘s so cute… don‘t worry, Patrick honey. We are in Staunton. I‘m not sure if you noticed, but no one lives here anymore. And our gigantic house would be too far away anyways for anyone to hear your feeble screams. Now let‘s start with our session.“

„HEEEL-

*THWOMP*

-UMFFHHGGHH!“

„Mhmmm, that‘s better… do you like it? Sorry for only having a thong on, I couldn’t wait to ease you in on it…“

Monica lazily plopped her thick and kinda soft ass down on my face, letting her asscheeks envelop my head fully and smothering my face in a damp, warm environment. Her ass had a slight perfume smell to it, but mostly smelled musky. All of her weight beared down on my face and I relaxed the muscles in my face to not fight against the weight.

It actually felt kinda nice.

„How is it? Pretty good, huh? But don‘t relax so fast, this is just us barely getting started with our fun.“

She smirked like a child, wiggling her ass in my face to spread her sweat into it. I tried to conserve as much air as possible since all of it was getting blocked by her two meaty globes.

„Oh my, this seat is so comfortable… but I do wish it wasn’t squirming around so much~“

That bitch, how was she so nonchalant about it? My anger quickly got replaced by anxiety as my body started squirming for air:

„MHMFFFF! MMMFFHF AIR PLEAFFEEE!!“

Monica responded in her most sultry tone possible:„Oh? Is someone greedy for air? Hmm, might have misheard it…~“

„MMFFM! GIM ME AAAIRR!“

„Sweetie, you are not begging hard enough! So sad that you don‘t understand~“

I began to see stars and particles as I slowly became weaker and weaker. My squirming died down and I barely could even say anything.

„Pleafe…. A-airrr…“

„Weeeeell, if you really need it… here you go.“ said Monica bitchily before slowly lifting her ass while pulling aside her paper thin purple thong.

I took the biggest breath that I could, but the freedom of normal, fresh air was robbed from me as Monica perfectly aligned her asshole with my mouth, spread her fat asscheeks and pushed

*PRRRBBBRRAAAAAAAAAAAFFFBBBBBRRRRRRRRRTTTT*

…to let out a 10 second long, wet and absolutely nasty fart into my mouth, which I completely swallowed as I tried to inhale a batch of fresh air.

„*COUGH* *COUGH* *GAG* WHAT THE FUCK? Y-you’re disgusting! Blergh, why would you do that!?“

„Fuck that felt good… I‘m so proud of you Patrick hunny, that was the first fart you ate, ahahaha!“

I again got angry, fueled by my feeling of nausea and embarrassment.

„L-let me go already! Stop with your perverted fantasy, you bitch!“

*SLAP*

Monica instantly delivered a sharp slap across my face after I blurted that out.

„How did you just call your mother!?“ Monica redirected just as angrily

I was stuck here. It didn‘t make much sense to yell or resist as my whole body was tied down anyways, so I apologized:

„I-I‘m sorry, m-mom… but why are we doing this..?“

„Shh, sweetheart. Just know this is good for you. The sooner you obey, the easier this gets for both of us, my little slave~“

Speaking calmly with her didn‘t work either, what to do???

My mouth hung open as I was in absolute shock of the bizarre situation.

„Mhmm, your mouth looks inviting!“

I had a puzzled look on my face as I didn‘t know what she meant by that.

„Here comes the second one!“ proclaimed Monica before slamming her sweaty ass down on my face again, making sure her asshole is directly on my widely opened mouth

*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPP*

A thick, loud and powerful fart erupted out of her asshole, flying into my mouth and down my throat.

I couldn’t even properly cough as her gigantic ass was pushing down onto my face, fixating me in place.

„Ahhh, this is too fucking good… swallow, swallow!“

*BROOORRRRROOOBBBRRTTTTTLLSSPPLUURRRTTT*

Another way too long fart directly went down my mouth, vibrating and evolving into a wet mess at the end of it.

„Ohhh fuck, these are getting wet! Mhmm, you love eating my shitty farts, don‘t you? You don‘t need to answer that, you probably can‘t anyways haha!“

*BFFFFFFFFFFFFPRRLLAAAABBBRRROPPPTT*

The frequency of her wet farts did not stop one

bit, assaulting my mouth every minute or even more frequently. I barely managed to keep my consciousness as she burned my mouth and nose with her disgusting gas, keeping her brown, hairy asshole on my face at all times.

„Your face is almost getting as wet as these farts, slave! Speaking of wetness, I probably reaaaaally need to shit soon… are you ready to be introduced to your next job, dear Patrick?“

I began kicking and flailing my legs as much as I could in my tied up state, showing that I in fact do NOT want to be her toilet! But she wasn‘t having any of it…

„Hmmm? Is someone being a brat? Don‘t be picky now, boys like you should eat all of their food to get big and strong~!“

She started twisting one of my balls, trying to inflict pain onto me.

I started letting out a muffled scream of agony, which was a huge mistake as Monica placed her asshole on my mouth again, letting out a short shart.

*PROABBBTTPPPPTTSCHLOPT*

„Patrick, if you keep on resisting, then your nuts won‘t be just twisted, but probably even flattened… do you want that? Or will you be an obedient slave and eat all of your greens… or should I say browns ahahaha!“

This sadistic bitch… she was smirking through all of this, knowing she has complete control over me. I let out a sigh of defeat, my mouth being sealed around her asshole already anyways. With nothing to do, I obliged.

„Y-yes, M-monica… p-please use my mouth.“ I stammered, barely gripping onto my consciousness as oxygen was running out

Her eyes lit up and her voice went up 2 octaves:“Aww, that‘s a good boy… now open wide, here comes the plane… Ahhhhh!“

I realized how sadistic this bitch was, so I didn‘t hesitate:“Ahhhhh…“

*GRUMMBBBBLEEEEEEEEE*

„Mhmm, this will be good… the food is doing some work on my tummy… ESPECIALLY that Lasagna…. hnnggg“

I opened my mouth, but for a few seconds, nothing happened.

My whole body shivered as I laid there in anticipation, tied up and helpless. I barely was able to breathe, had a 110 kg woman with her thick ass on my face and could not see ANYTHING!

„HNNNNGGG! FUUUCK, THIS WILL BE SOO MUCH… HNNAAAANNNNGG“

After two whole minutes of her grunting and pushing, I felt her wrinkly asshole open up on my mouth. A small gust of gas was the first thing to carelessly shoot out of her asshole and enter my mouth, developing into a cataclysm of a nasty shart.

*praarrrarrttttBBBRRRRFFFFFFFTTTLTLLLLSSCCHHHSCHLLLOOOOORRPPOOPPPPPP*

„AHHH FUCK, DON‘T YOU DARE CLOSE THAT USELESS MOUTH OF YOURS!“ moaned Monica while repeatedly slapping my poor balls in urgency

Then, all hell broke loose.

*PSSSSCSCHLLLORLRRRPPPPPPPP*

Her sphincter dilated slowly and the shart started to become a stream of diarrhea that felt like molten lava flowing down my esophagus. It tasted bitter and sulfurous, being the worst thing I had ever swalllowed and instantly activating my gag reflex but pushing down all of the vomit that tried to rush up my throat.

„YEEESSSS, YEESS! FUCK, SWALLOW ALL OF THAT!“

She continued pushing out her disgusting sludge mercilessly, forcefeeding me her feces without any remorse whatsoever. Oxygen was also a myth for me at that point as I was on the verge of suffocation. Her waterfall of shit did not stop at any point, intruding my body relentlessly.

„OH GOD! The way your Adam‘s Apple is bobbing while you swallow my disgusting shit is so hot… I‘m so wet, I might just rub one out at this rate. Come on, swallow all of my delicious chocolate!“

I gagged and spurted violently but Monica didn‘t have any of it, nonchalantly shitting her diarrhea down my throat for a whole 6 minutes! Every part of my body hurt, I wanted to vomit and my body convulsed as I didn‘t even get any oxygen. Suddenly, Monica lifted her ass off my face slightly and gave me a slight hope to grasp onto my life.

„GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!“

Just as I again took the biggest, most refreshing gasp of air in my life, Monica spread her gigantic asscheeks and positioned her asshole over my mouth.

*PRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBRRRRRRRRRTT*

She chuckled as she let out another 7 second long fart into my mouth.

„Hold that for me… damn, I messed you up real good, huh? Your fucking belly is distended, haha!“

She wasn‘t joking, I had to swallow so much of her shit that my stomach inflated almost twicefold. I was barely able to talk at that point, just wanting someone to rescue me in my weak, fragile state.

„P-pleeas… pleassee stopp…“ I said, barely being able to talk as my whole throat burned from gulping down all of her shit

Monica suddenly slammed her right foot down on my nuts, causing me to yelp.

„AHHH! S-STOP!“

„Still having energy in you, hm? Now it seems you still haven’t understood how this will go. Either you completely obey us orrrr… you will receive a big helping of punishment. Is that what you really want? You know, being rich makes it so we have quite some devices and gadgets you poor bastard probably never even heard of. Devices that can ruin you, both mentally and physically. So be an obedient fucker, okay?“ said Monica in a domineering tone

I actually wished to pass out at that point, feeling disgusting, without purpose and hopeless. My face was stained with her shit and I wanted to vomit, but I was also scared of the consequences. I shuddered in fear as I saw her bare ass looming over my face again.

„I still have one more fat load to let out… now what do all good toilets say? Who‘s hungry for my big, fat, steamy load in their mouth~?“

Monica asked, letting out small farts as she squatted over my face. She also casually spread her asscheeks all the way while aiming her brown and shit stained pucker at my mouth.

„Lick it for me, my dear toilet. Do you know those japanese toilets that clean your ass after usage? You‘re gonna be an even better one, slave! Lick it right now…“

I hesitated for a few seconds, holding onto the last few bits of self respect I had.

„…or do really want to receive an angry Monica‘s punishment? Mhmm~?“

„N-no, Monica…“

*SHLUR SHLURPPPP*

I started diligently licking her messy asshole, catching all the shit bits and juice sprayed around her asshole. It tasted revolting, but I didn‘t risk pulling away even once. She moaned loudly, grinding her meaty ass onto my tongue.

*BRRWWWOOOORRRRPPPPP*

Her asshole dilated out of nowhere, letting out another 5 second ripper of a fart that hit the back of my throat and triggered my gag reflex.

„Fuck… here come‘s the final dump! Consider it special to get to eat so much, you filthy, disgusting toilet! Hnnngg“

The puffy lips of her asshole gaped widely, releasing a flood of semi-solid sludge that poured down my throat in a seemingly endless cascade. Even though I fought against the agonizing taste and swallowed like my life depended on it, it threatened to drown me. My neck bulged as the onslaught of turds flowed down my throat and Monica shrieked in absolute ecstacy.

„YES! GUZZLE IT ALLLL DOWN LIKE A GOOD BITCH! LET IT FILL YOUR BELLY UP UNTIL YOU‘RE ALL ROUND AND BLOATED, YEESSSS!“

A noxious, pungent and absolute VILE smell appeared as a final and monstrous turd the size of my foot emerged from her stretched asshole, plunging past my lips. It bent my jaw as it made room for itself to go down my throat. I barely could chew on it, fighting the immense urge to vomit it all out.

But just when I thought I survived through it all, Monica‘s asshole gushed out a second, colossal log that flopped into my mouth and pushed against the first log. My spasming esophagus gave out and Monica‘s last log was parked neatly all over my face as I was utterly defeated in trying to swallow it down. I passed out with turds in my stomach, throat and on my face.

„Ahhh, that‘s sooo much better… hey toilet! Fucking swallow it down alrea- oh, the bastard passed out… Oh well, just be ready for this becoming your routine, sweetheart!“ laughed Monica before grinding her messy ass all over my face, smearing it full of shit.

{——A FEW HOURS LATER——}

CHAPTER 3: TERRIBLE SISTERS

Some hours later, I woke up with my whole body hurting and feeling disgusting. As I regained my consciousness I instantly felt how my hands and feet were tied behind my back.

But even worse… my face was between someone‘s sweaty, huge asscheeks, with my asshole directly sealing their musky asshole.

I looked up to see who it was and heard a feminine, low voice reaching out to me:

„Oh, you‘re awake, good. I’m Ashley, if you didn’t already notice by now. I just finished my gym session and am all sweaty. But, more importantly, I become extremely gassy every time I go to the gym. And I also held in every fart I had to let out after mom‘s delicious dinner yesterday. So that‘s why you are bound to my asshole. But don‘t worry, that’s not all. You’ll also be granted the honor to lick up all my sweat later on. Hnng“

*PLLLAAAAAALLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRPPPPPRPPPPPPPPPPPP*

She carelessly pushed and her puckered anus flexed against my mouth, releasing a 6 second long and loud fart into my restricted maw. Right from the get go it tasted putrid, but escaping was not possible anyways now.

My body convulsed as I tried breaking free, but Ashley wasn‘t having it.

She took out a device similar to a remote and pressed a button before…

*ZAPPP*

An excruciating pain ran through my body, caused by an electric current. I instantly stopped moving and nodded, begging for her mercy.

*BRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPRRRRTTTTTTT*

She simply answered with another ripper of a fart that mercilessly trickled down my gullet, causing me to almost puke.

„Ahh, fuck… so good to get all of these out. Swallow, this is probably going to be the most nutrients you‘ll get in the next days. HNNG“

*PRERAAAAAAFFFDFFFFFBBNLLLLLLLTTTT*

She lazily pushed out another wave of gas into the back of my throat, making me gag and accidentally swallow it.

Her statement of my future nutrient intake scared me, don‘t tell me that‘s all I‘ll be getting! I had to get out somehow, what the fuck was happening here!?

*PREBBBRMMMPPPPPTTTTTTT*

*BLLAAAAPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRT*

*FFFDTRRRRBBBPPAAARRABBBTT*

Her anus clenched rhythmically as she pumped out blast after blast of searing gas into my poor mouth.

„Fuuck… how is all of this still in my stomach… goodness… better swallow without complaints, toilet…“

I was asking myself the same, how is this coming out of her fucking stomach?

*BRRRRRRUMMMPPTT*

*PRERAAAABNNFFFFRRRTTT*

*PLLLLLOOORRBBBTT*

*PRRRFRTT*

After an agonizing 2 hour session of semi-obediently guzzling down her sulfuric, awful farts, she slowly disconnected my mouth from her asshole.

„Alright, now to your next job. Like I said, my body is literally covered in all of this sweat. Start with my feet. Licking, sucking and no gagging. One single gag gets you a ticket to shock-land“

Ashley said, lifting the remote to symbolize my demise when I disobeyed.

I began submissively sucking on each of her toes, consuming the salty sweat coating all of her skin. I even licked the crevices of her toes, picking up and eating some of her foot cheese and cringing because of it.

„Good fucking toy… do it, and do it thoroughly. Lick all of the way up my legs, but don‘t get near my crotch. And avoid my breasts too, for that matter. You are but a disgusting slave, you don‘t get that privilige.“

Great, now she is setting boundaries for an already degraded existence like me. Every second made me feel more humiliated. I cleaned off the sweat of her legs and arrived at her asscrack again, cleaning it as well.

The lips of her asshole started flapping as she carelessly let out noxious farts into my mouth while I was licking it.

*PRRRRRROBBRBRBRTTTT*

*prprrprpppraaffRBBBRLLTT*

*BRRRMMPTmmmppttrrrtBBRRRTT*

„Seems like there is still more in me… oh well, nothing to worry about. I have a perfect toilet to inhale it all, so why worry? My asshole is itching though… LICK IT MORE, BITCH!“

She pressed the button on the remote and I felt a shock run through my body again, screaming in agony. I redoubled my efforts and licked her asshole like it was a popsicle, being scared of getting shocked again. Fuck, how was she so easily disappointed to just shock me so quickly?

*PRRROOBBBBMMMPPTTSSSSSSCHLORP*

*BBTRRAAAAAFFSSSQUEEELLLCHHH*

She grunted which was followed by her asshole dilating to nonchalantly release two more wet sharts onto my tongue. I gagged as my mouth was tainted by her shit juice.

„Ugh, why am I always the one who has to suffer… *sniff* *sniff* EEWWW, YOU FUCKER! I JUST SMELLED SOME OF MY DISGUSTING GAS! HOW ARE YOU BAD AT YOUR ONLY JOB YOU BASTARD!“ shouted Ashley before kicking my stomach and shocking me again

I groaned in pain, doubling over but quickly being reminded by Ashley that I should put in more effort:

She tightly gripped my hair, forcing my face into one of her bewilderingly damp and sweaty armpits. Calling it musky at this point was an understatement, it reeked of spoiled milk and and burned my nose.

„Lick. Now. You literally can‘t fuck this one up.“

I hesitated, only extending my tongue to weakly lick her nasty tasting armpit-sweat. It was salty, acidic and somehow tasted nastily yeasty. My stomach turned even after that small lick.

„I SAID LICK! I SWEAR TO GOD, I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR BALLS FOR 4 HOURS ON END TONIGHT IF YOU WILL NOT OBEY ME!“

*SHLURP SHLUUURPPP SHLURP*

I furiously started lapping up all her sweat on the armpit, driven by my angst of getting zapped again. My whole body tingled because of the nauseating taste, but I knew that gagging would put me in a world of pain.

„So you do speak my language, you dumbass bitch…haaahhh, finally a slave properly working… again, stopping for even only ONE second will make me reaaaally angry. Lick.“

Her domineering tone made me increase my efforts, cleaning an armpit that didn‘t even have any sweat anymore because I swallowed it all down. I got even more disgusted at thinking about everything that went into my stomach by now, but I quickly tried shaking the thought off. My tongue started burning as I was rhythmically licking her armpit akin to a dog, but she didn‘t care. Only after 10 more minutes did she finally move.

„Alright, decent job I must admit. Other armpit.“ she casually said, sending shivers down my spine at the thought

She shoved my face in her other armpit as well, probing me to again clean all her vile, acidic sweat up. I wanted so hard to gag but the looming fear of punishment made me resist the want.

Ashley meanwhile was casually scrolling on her phone, acting as it nothing weird is happening. She even began humming as she relaxed, enjoying how she had total control over me. She suddenly brought my face back into her asscrack, still tightly gripping my hair.

„Fart. Swallow.“ was all she said

I felt degraded by the minimalistic work she put into that command. Her goal was seriously to train me into understanding the most simple commands, treating me like an object and not even human anymore.

*KAAAAPRRROROUUUUAABBBRRRPPTBBRRRRAAAARRRRRTTT*

A monstrous fart exploded out of her rectum, packing so much of a punch that it pushed me back a few centimeters as I tried to swallow it. It was so powerful that it echoed in my mouth while going down my throat.

Being terribly scared of punishment, I went face first into her asscrack and took deep inhales to make sure no particle of gas escaped me. God was I pathetic at that point.

„Oh? What a good boy you are becoming… seems like you are craving my nasty, rotten rippers by now you masochistic bitch ahahaha! HMmpfh!“

My eyes started watering, feeling humiliated.

She arched her back to drive her ass deeper into my face before

*PrrrbrbrbrrrrpplllrrbbbbrrbrbrRRRRBRRRPRRPFFFFFFFFRFFRTTAAABBBBBRRRRRT*

releasing a legitimately 12 second long, rancid gas bomb all over my face. I couldn‘t properly catch it with my mouth because of her ass movement, so I tried sniffing as deep and persistent as possible.

*SNIFFFFFFFFFF SNIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF*

After all of her farts this one made me want to barf the most, especially since I inhaled so much of it.

I couldn’t prevent it anymore and gagged loudly, falling on my back as I was on the verge of puking all over their fancy carpet that was laid down in front of the white couch Ashley was sitting on. I looked up and quivered, knowing punishment was due

„Hm, well that‘s just sad… but oh well. Wait, I actually have just the perfect punishment for you available.“

She threw away the remote and gracefully stepped towards me before turning around and putting her feet on either side of my head.

„Shocking you was fun, but what‘s even better… is the gigantic load I suddenly have to let out.“

She bent down and put her stomach close to my right ear.

„Can you hear it~?“ she asked me teasingly

*GRUMMBBLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

I shuddered at the sound, trying to get free from my confines as I was reminded of the putrid logs Monica gave me. She slowly pulled away and squatted over my face, spreading her thick, pale asscheeks with her manicured and delicate fingers.

„This is gonna be a bulky lunch for you, hahah! But I don‘t know if this is punishment enough, I wanted to shit into your mouth either way. Doesn’t matter, OPEN.“

Her loud voice intimidated me, causing me to open my jaw as widely as I could, even though I was sickened by the thought of eating shit again.

The lips of her asshole flailed open, letting out a few small farts into my mouth to declare the behemoth of a log that is about to escape.

*CRACKKKLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEE*

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and right when I opened them again… I saw a MASSIVE turd crowning out of her asshole, being so large that it looked like a tree stump.

„Oh. My. God! EAT IT ALL! HNNGGGFF“

I whimpered and prayed to every god that existed for mercy, but the girthy log simply slid down my throat in one continuous motion while Ashley screamed in ecstasy. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt the log hit my stomach like a cannonball, making my poor, distended tummy swell even further.

„TAKE IT ALL, YOU FILTHY, USELESS TOILET!“

*PSSSCSSCSSHHRRRROOORLLRRTTT*

I began crying for mercy, but my anguished cries were muffled by a sudden, relentless flow of feces pouring into my mouth and nose. I was close to suffocating and my tears streamed down my cheeks, cutting tracks through the caked-on shit covering my face.

„Oh, don‘t be such a bitch to cry about some shit! This is your life now, get used to it! Ugh, it smells so disgusting too! Do a better job!“ Ashley condescendingly said while grinding her ass all over my face, smearing it with her scat

„OH FUCK… the-there is more… o-open widely you FUCKING TOILET! HANNNNGGGGG“

Ashley grunted loudly before her anal muscles clenched, expelling another huge glob of diarrhea into my throat. I gagged and sputtered, but it was impossible to avoid swallowing the vile fluid. It sloshed heavily as it landed in my bloated belly, mixing with the semi-solid masses already packed inside.

„Aaahhhhhh fuuuuuck… a well fed toilet is a happy toilet, amirite?“

I wanted to die, feeling terrible. My whole body burned, I was packed full of shit and I convulsed as I grasped for any molecules of air willing to help me right now.

„K-kill me…. please…“ I murmured weakly

„Oh wow ahaha! As if I would do that, I‘m not cruel enough to kill another person hihi! Now eat up, food‘s getting cold!“

I couldn‘t take it anymore, so I just munched away on her shit in my desperation. I also puked on the floor, not being able to take it anymore.

*UUUUURRRRRRRRKKKKRRBBRRFFT*

But that just resulted in me getting zapped several times.

„Who the fuck do you think you are?! Well, I don‘t care that much… I will take a shower now, I feel GROSS because of you. Make sure you eat up all the mess you made here, even your disgusting barf! And don‘t think about resisting, we have cameras set up to see if you are doing your job properly. Well, I‘m off now! Bon appetit!“

Ashley then left while laughing maniacally. I was forced to slurp all of the remaining shit and vomit sprayed across the floor, gagging every 20 seconds as I felt like I was rotting from the inside.

But at some point, I couldn‘t take it anymore and just collapsed on the puddle of shit on the ground.

{——ANOTHER FEW HOURS LATER——}

After waking up again I found myself in an exceptionally large bedroom. I looked like a cocoon as my whole body was covered in tape with only my head peeking out. I instantly started moving every part of my body violently, wanting to get out of this terrible predicament I was in.

But it was all futile.

Since escaping wasn‘t an option anyways, I took the time to analyze the room.

Like mentioned, it was a large room with a lot of different objects in it. The whole room was colored pinkish and looked childish and ranged from having some rather childish toys to plushies.

I heard multiple footsteps suddenly running towards my direction and froze. The door swung open, revealing the twins Rachel and Hazel.

Rachel started talking:“Heyyyy bro! We are so glad you are finally belonging to this family! We‘ve come to-“

-play!“ Hazel finished

A look of horror struck my face as I laid there on the carpet, knowing what their definition of „play“ was. I again tried to destroy the tape wrapped around me, but nothing worked.

Hazel:“We both ate so much greasy food these last few days just to prepare for you, dear brother. We knew you were gonna-“

Rachel:“-Love this!“

Both Hazel and Rachel had just as thick asses as Ashley and Monica and weren’t scared to show it off. They both pulled down their pink(Hazel) and gray(Rachel) leggings before rubbing their huge, soft butts into my face.

Rachel:„Mom and Ashley told us allllll about what they did with you. I just really hope our farts smell just as delicious for you as theirs~“

Hazel:„I hope so too, cause no there‘s no going back! I‘m way too bloated!“

Just after the brunette Hazel finished her sentence, she let out the first bomb of the morning, aiming her ass right into my upturned visage.

*PRERRRRRERRRRRRRBRBBAAAAFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTT*

The cheesy smell made my nostrils flare and I cringed in disgust.

„Mhmmmm, come on, sniff it, sniff it all up bro! I know you love these!“ Hazel repeated while grinding her panties clad ass on my face

I subconsciously started sniffing but then stopped as I realized that I might have a chance to speak sense into them if I tried:

„L-listen you two… I don‘t like thi-“

*BRROOOOOOOOOMMMMMPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRTTTTT*

Rachel simply cut me off by smothering my face with her ass and releasing a powerful fart as well.

It instantly made me gag as the sulfuric, rotten farts went into my nose, somehow both being already worse than Monica.

„Mom mentioned that you were gonna say that too! And that we shouldn‘t listen to your protests since, deep down, you love it!“

I was shocked:“N-No please listen! I don‘t like this one bit! And this is inhumane! I beg you, help me out of her-“

*PRFFRAAAAAFFDBBBRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

Hazel pushing her tanned ass deeply into my face and bombarding my poor nose sealed the deal, making me understand that both of them don‘t want to listen to me.

„Come on dummy, stop teasing us here~! We know that‘s just you acting like you don‘t like it so the roleplay gets more spicy. But I saw right through you!“ giggled Hazel while grinding her thick ass harder against my face

*GRUMBBBBBLLLLLLEEEEE*

An ominous rumble from deep within Rachel‘s bowels emanated.

„O-Ohhhh god.. I have a wet one! Mom mentioned that you love those specifically!“

„N-no wait Rachel! I really despise being your slave for anything here! Please believe me!“ I desperately pleaded

„Flare those nostrils, big brother Pat! HNNNGGG!“

*PRRRRMBBBBBBRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLSCHLLLORRPPPPPP*

*BLERGHHH URKKK*

Her toxic anal wind flooded my nostrils and made me gag vigorously. The acrid, awful stench could be described as a combination of rotten fish and burnt rubber, instantly making my eyes water.

„S-stop! This is beyond gross, I fucking hate it!“

Rachel teasingly hooked her thumbs at the waistband of her panties, yanking them aside and exposing her full, bare bottom to my face.

„Y-you can‘t do this to m-MFFFHGH!“

A fresh wave of rancid air washed over my face as she settled back down, smothering me with her sweaty, bare ass.

*BRRRRRRRUMMMPPPPPPTTTFFRTTTTT*

She completely ignored my desperate remark, relentlessly releasing a thunderous, rancid fart right into my face!

„Ahh, that feels so good… we‘re having so much fun together, don‘t you think? Let‘s do this everyday from now on, Pat!“

*BLEEEGHHHHRRGHHHHHH*

I gagged violently, feeling my stomach churn as I again was subjected to a world full of despair and grossness.

But gagging turned out to be a grave mistake, as Hazel, who meanwhile collected a thick strand of saliva in the corner of her mouth, let the frothy spit dangle down her lips before…

*HUAWK PTUAH*

ruthlessly launching the hefty glob right into my helpless maw. The warm, slimy liquid landed squarely on my tongue and made me even more nauseous. I tried to spit it out, but right at that moment Rachel shot her own huge wad of phlegm and saliva into my mouth, causing all of the slimy mess to travel down my throat.

„Mhmmm, such a tasty treat, right bro? We are so nice to think about all of this, you would have never asked otherwise!“ Hazel giggled

Rachel nodded:“Yeah! Mom and big sis had so much fun with you and you just didn‘t include us? So mean of you… but now we‘re gonna work overtime to have some fun hihi!“

They both angled their butts towards my face, making me a bit scared of what they were planning now.

Hazel:“Double-

Rachel:“-Attack!“

My face suddenly got squished by both of their bare asses at once, being grinded into these fleshy prisons. I gasped frantically as they easily cut off all of my oxygen supply.

Hazel:“Mhmm, he loves it!“

Rachel:“Yeah! He‘s gonna love this even more…“

In unison:“Take a deep inhale!“

Both of their wobbly butts clenched around my face for a short second before unclenching and

*BRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAMPPFFFTTTT*

*BLRRALABABPPPPPPPPPFFFOOORRRTT*

letting out 2 titanic, toxic and unfiltered gusts of gas right into my nose. My lungs burned as I felt the disgusting air flow right down my esophagus.

Hazel:“Phew, we held those in all day! Which one did you like more, hmmmm?“

Rachel:“Come onn, you know mine was stinkier and therefore better hihi!“

I tried to speak but my mouth, nose and throat were all burning from everything that has happened to them. My words came out slurred:

„I-I beg yo-you… I‘m suffering here…“

„Playing hard to get, hmm? Let‘s get to the main course, bro…“ Hazel exclaimed before spreading her tan asscheeks and winking at Rachel, who then did the same

*GRRUUUUUURMBBBBBBBGGRRLLLLL*

The twins‘ stomachs gurgled loudly, churning and twisting with unrestrained chaos. Without hesitation, they both shifted their hips, pressing their puckered assholes directly against my slightly parted lips. Their anuses flexed and pulsed, teasingly kissing my mouth while the pressure in their bellies was rising.

„N-NOOO!“ I screamed, trying to flail around and hoping my body would magically break any of the tape containing me. But it was to no avail…

*PSSSHSHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTFRTT~*

*PRUUUMMFFFFFFFTTTT*

Two silent but radioactively deadly farts slowly trickled into my mouth, coating my tongue, tonsils and ultimately my whole throat with the unbearable gas.

*BLUUUREEEGHHH*

I again gagged, my mouth being scorched with absolute hot gas as I became nauseous thinking about even more gas entering my defiled body.

Hazel:“That‘s just for-“

Rachel:“starters!“

*PRRFDFFFDT*

*PBERREAAART*

*BRMMMMPT*

*BLRREART*

Both suddenly started to release short farts into my mouth every few seconds in a rhythmic motion, treating my gullet like their actual toilet bowl.

Both:“Uhhh, this is so much fun! Swallow them down, you dummy!“

*BAARRAABABBBBBBT*

*PFFFT*

*PRFFFT*

*PRRRBERFFARRRT*

I coughed even more, trying to get the gas out of my lungs, but the assault of explosive flatulence pushed everything further down my throat and lungs.

Rachel and Hazel suddenly started to squirm a little from side to side, moving my face along with their huge buttocks.

Rachel:“Phew! U-uhm… I think it‘s time! Remember to keep your mouth open widely through all of this, brother Pat! It would be sad to miss out on our tasty brown pudding! S-so open-“

Hazel:“W-wide!“

Both slammed their shuddering assholes against my lips with enough force to bruise me. Menacing gurgles could be heard coming from their stomachs, signaling impending doom.

With my last bits of energy, I tried breaking free.

But it was all useless.

They let out load groans before-

*CRAACCCKKKKLLLLEEE*

*CCRRRRRRROCCCKKLLE*

-both of their sphincters dilated, followed by Hazel‘s asshole dispersing a fat, knotty log right down the helpless chasm of my mouth.

The stench was unbearable, filling my nose with a pungent and sulfurous aroma that would could make people pass out.

My throat muscles contracted and relaxed instinctively, causing the log to glide down my throat. My stomach churned, not knowing what to do with all the strange matter flowing in.

After pushing through the disgusting trial, I thought it at least was over, since Rachel‘s anus didn‘t show much of any movement while I was gulping down Hazel‘s load.

My relief was short-lived.

Rachel pushed Hazel aside gently, taking my face for herself and aiming her spread and dilated asshole at my stuffed face.

„O-oh god… let‘s hope big bro can take this!“ she grunted, pushing with a lot of effort

Then, the dams breached.

Rachel started loudly panting as she unloaded an immense, unbelievably vile torrent of diarrhea that splattered all over my face. It came out in thick, chunky ropes and piled up on my face since my mouth had no room for it, being occupied by Hazel‘s gargantuan log. The rotten deluge covered my entire head, dripping onto my neck. I shivered with disgust and almost couldn‘t even breathe.

„O-Ohh my god… that‘s soo good…“

My whole face was a mess of shit, so I tried to dodge as much as I could by turning my head. But Hazel corrected me, gripping both sides of my head and tilting it upwards again.

„Nuh uh! You wanted this, bro! Don‘t play coy with us~“

*SSCHSHLLLLLLLLRUPPPPRRPPPP*

Rachel moaned loudly, continuing to use me as her human bidet as she emptied all of her bowels onto my face. Her scat never stopped piling up, making my face look like a cow just took the fattest shit on it. A semi solid, huge turd was the icing on the cake, landing on top of the chunks of shit covering my face.

*GASP GASPPPPP*

I breathed heavily, trying to get any air into my lungs. But anytime I opened my mouth to inhale huge chunks of shit filled my gullet.

„Oh fuckkk, that was good… oh no, big bro can‘t breathe, huh? Should have been more grateful when we literally farting into your mouth and pumping it full of air before! I released so much, I‘m so hungry now… I think mom made us all a gigantic supper again, right Hazel? Well, ‚us all‘ is a little misleading.. but it shouldn’t be a problem, right Pat? We gave you so much of our delicious sludge, so you should be pretty full for quite a while hihihi! Come on, Hazel! Let‘s stuff us full so we can treat Pat to more later on!“

„Yeah!“

They both ran off, leaving me here alone as I fought for my life. The weight of shit bore down on my face and made it almost impossible to breathe, only giving me oxygen right when the chunks of shit were falling into my mouth.

For the next agonizing hour, I was forced to munch on shit and gulped it all down to not suffocate. I survived solely through a miracle,

barely escaping asphyxiation.

The sound of heavy footsteps approaching me entered my ears, making me cower in fear.

Even though my whole throat felt like it was corroded by acid, I tried my best at screaming for help:“HEEEEELLP! PLEASE! IF SOMEONE CAN HEAR ME… HEEEELP M-“

I stopped abruptly now that Monica entered the room, smiling at me mischievously.

„Pffff, they made such a mess of you!“ she cackled, referring to all the chunks of shit that were still on my face even after I swallowed as much as I could

„HEEEEEELP PLEASEEE!“

„Now now. You still don‘t seem to understand, toilet. This IS your life now. Everything you do is hopeless. Don‘t bother trying. You should rather accept your fate as soon as you can so you get used to it.“

Her words doomed down on me. My body shivered as an all encompassing feeling of despair enveloped me.

„H-how can you do this to another human being? I‘m just like you! D-don‘t you understand that?“ I spurted out, fueled by my rage

„Hm, we may very well be psychopaths. Cause I at least don‘t feel anything for you while shitting into your disgusting toilet mouth. The only thing I feel is lust, happiness and ecstasy. Seeing you gulp down my literal waste makes me fucking wet, you know!“ Monica shouted, insanity etched on her face

No matter what I said, these people didn‘t reply with common sense. Tears began streaming down my shit-stained cheeks as a part of me gave up.

„Now man up a bit you bitch. Us two are not alike at all, I’m better in every way than a useless toilet like you. By the way, I came here to install you into your now home. We‘ve bought a premium, high-tech toilet that changes shape according to your body and fixes you perfectly into place.“

She gripped my body with surprising strength.

„Come on, time to see your new home.“

Somehow, my will didn‘t die down completely. I still tried to resist, but Monica was enraged instantly. She presented me the remote that Ashley used to shock me.

„Are you still that dumb? Resistance is not only futile, but fucking detrimental. We four eased you in on your job, now it‘s time to become a full time toilet. Don‘t make this hard for me or I will make it hard for you, you filthy slave.“ she growled

I shut my mouth, not knowing what to say anyways. Ashley entered suddenly, gripping me too and helping Monica drag me to somewhere else. She pinched her nose as she carried me, catching a whiff of all the shit covering me

„Ugh, you are such a disgusting toilet! That reeks of the worst thing I‘ve ever smelled in my entire life! I want to vomit…“

Their audacity, shitting and farting all over me just to accuse me of being the one who is at fault for smelling unpleasant…

The lack of oxygen from before caused me to slowly lose consciousness while being dragged through the whole mansion.

Nowadays I know that the specialized toilet I am installed in is located deeply in one of their cellars, making it impossible for anyone to ever find me. But back to the story.

{——APPROX. A DAY LATER——}

CHAPTER 4: THE NEW LIFE

Disoriented and disheveled I was, I panted while waking up once again with my entire body hurting. I tried moving any limb but I immediately noticed how I was confined in a rough, metallic shape that did not allow me to move at all.

I thought about screaming again, but my whole throat was destroyed at this point, so I would barely make any sound.

Footsteps.

Footsteps approached again, this type coming from an elevated position. Was I locked into some sort of basement?

Shit, it was Monica again…

„Wakey wakey, it‘s morning again, toilet! You must be oddly confused, but let me explain. You remember that we are all filthy rich, right? Well, newsflash, we are all also fucking kinky, if you didn‘t notice by now. The device you are in right now is a high tech, extremely modern toilet that has so many useful functions.“

She then activated the lights in the fully darkened room, putting fear into every inch of my body as I had to see her sadistic being again.

„Oh my god, you look pale! What the fuck, hahaha! Well anyways, our perfect toilet… You can probably still look around quite a bit. Treat yourself.“ Monica snickered

I slowly analyzed the small room, seeing the expensive machinery all around my body. It had a metallic, light blue shine and could straight come out of a sci-fi movie. There were a lot of buttons, different mechanic arms and even a keyboard to type commands into. I gulped anxiously, feeling like I was going to be tortured.

„A-are you out of your mind..“ I asked weakly, barely having any energy left

„Hmm, you could think so. But in my eyes, this is genius, revolutionary! Let‘s test the first feature, maybe you‘ll be more impressed than you are right now“

Monica then pleasurably began typing commands into the console of the machine. The high-tech device began humming around me loudly, it‘s servos reconfiguring itself.

Several contraptions started to tightly hold my right arm as a syringe with a mysterious fluid emerged and was slowly directed towards my arm.

„W-wait! What is this! S-stop!“ I again weakly protested with the tiny bit of energy I had left

The syringe pierced my skin and injected its fluid in one swift motion. I suddenly felt actually better, confused as to why.

„W-what was that..?

„Oh, one of its useful functions. The fluid that was injected into you was packed full of all the nutrients your body needs. Now, don‘t think I‘m doing this out of courtesy, our last slave just died because of being too weak and I want to make sure you last way longer as our toilet… maybe even years ahahahah!“

I looked at her dumbfounded. How cruel was this human being? I‘ve never seen something like this, not even in fiction.

„There are also syringes filled with antibiotics and vaccines, so you never get sick on us and just die like a dog. Our shit is not healthy after all, probably having maggots and stuff in there. If you die, then it will be because of our phat asses suffocating you, HAHAHA!“

Her sadistic glee ringed through the small room, filling me with more desperation after each word she blurted out.

„Okay okay, let‘s not waste time here. I have some fat fucking farts to let out and I need some relief… good that there‘s a fancy function helping me with exactly that.“

She again went to the console and pressed some buttons.

A thin metal arm emerged, pinching my lips apart and propping my jaw wide open. More metal components shifted into new configurations to let a flexible metal tube extend. One of the ends of the tube went into Monica‘s asshole and the other one forced its way into my mouth.

„MGHFFF!“

„Ohh shit… this is gonna be good.“

Monica tightened her abdominal muscles, bore down and released a muffled, but powerful fart into the tube.

*PRRROSSSSCHHRROOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFTT*

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my throat was again subjected to a gust of warm, rotten wind.

„Mhmm, now there‘s no way any of my farts will miss your mouth like this. Phew, yesterday was Mexican Monday! All those Quesadillas, Burritos and Birria Tacos were so unbelievably tasty.“ she sadistically mentioned while looking back with a psychopathic grin

*HNFGG*

*BLLOROORRRRRRBBFFFAAAAAAAAPTMPT*

The tube made an excellent job at propelling Monica‘s farts and painting the inside of my mouth and throat with them.

*SCHRLLOOOORRROPOOOOOOPPPBBBRRT*

The shit stains of a particularly wet fart got stuck halfway through, making me a bit relieved as I only had to swallow the disgusting gas.

„Damn, that must be one of its cons. You can‘t taste deliciously wet farts to their fullest blossom since the shit juices get stuck. But I‘m pretty sure that‘s not the case with my girthy logs. I‘m only a bit scared that they won‘t fit into the tube… let‘s test it out!“

*PPPPOOOPSSCCHROOOOOOOLLLLRTT*

Monica took a deep breath before a mighty grunt could be heard, followed by her anus dilating and a glistening turd swooping out.

Icy fear grabbed by heart and I tried closing my mouth tightly, but the metal claws attached to my lips held it open widely. I was forced to watch as the noxious turd glided down my throat and filled my tastebuds with its taste of digested meat and rottenness.

„Ouf, swallow that one down for me, you bitch. That was it from me for now, but the other three surely are ready to fill your belly if you are still hungry.“

I almost couldn’t even gag, my whole body being controlled by this awful machine.

„But let‘s first test out the most important feature this trustworthy machinery has. This… will do the job.“ said Monica before writing a command into the console of the machine

The sleek metallic contraption suddenly closed around my body, conforming to my every curve and contour. Its smooth inner surfaces pressed in on me from every side, molding itself to fit me perfectly, like a second skin. A series of clicks and whirrs could be heard as locking mechanisms engaged, securing me firmly inside my new prison.

I couldn’t even bring any inch of my body to move. I was absolutely helpless, immobilized. My eyes widened as the claustrophobic feeling shocked me.

„There we go! Now you are truly the perfect toilet for us. But before I go, I need to demonstrate another final feature.“

She opened a section of the keyboard that displayed several red buttons. After pressing one, I felt a powerful shock go through my body.

„AHHHHHHHH“

„Like that one? There’s more..“

Monica pressed another one, this time causing my balls to be kicked by a metallic leg. 5 times in succession.

„AHHHH, S-STOP!“ I whined, tears streaming down my abused face

„Don‘t worry, don‘t worry dear… slave. This was just for demonstration purposes. Expect if you want to disobey, then you get to experience it again.“ grinned Monica

„I-I‘ll o-obey..“ I feebly stammered out

„Good boy. Or rather toilet, I wouldn’t classify you as a human anymore. Well, I‘m off! Good luck taking everything Ashley or the twins have to give you. Bye bye!“

She rushed out in mocking innocence, closing the door and turning off the lights to the basement I was in.

Darkness again.

Is this really my life now?

Didn‘t Liam want to help me?

Or did he not know any better?

I don‘t want to smell that sulfuric smell again… or taste that bitter, rotten taste of shit again.

Is this what my life has become now?

More tears streamed down my face. This time not because of agony, but because of desperation. Slowly but surely, they were breaking me.

After rotting away for a few hours in the darkness, Ashley stomped down the stairs and slammed the door open.

„Heyyy toilet, how are you feeling today? Don‘t answer that, I don’t fucking care. If you can even answer… Wow, mom made sure you fit perfectly into this torture machine, huh? Aaaaanyways, during the lectures today at uni and during my workout I had to fart sooo badly… and I couldn‘t hold them in long enough to let them out into your mouth or nose. But normal humans don‘t deserve to smell such vile and terrible farts like mine, that would be unfair towards them. Which is why…“

She then pulled out a foggy, large jar.

„…I took this special jar with me. Whenever I needed to cut the cheese I could just put my asshole on top of it, fart into it and it would make sure to keep everything contained. That‘s so cool, right? Now why did I do that, you ask? To let my awesome toilet sniff aaaalll of it up! Aren‘t I so nice?“

I simply whimpered, not even trying to argue.

„Aww, you like it, don‘t you? Just imagine how floral, clean and pleasant this will smell for you.“

She excitedly began to flip switches on the control panel. Suddenly, rubberized seals extended from the interior of the chamber of the machine, pressing tightly against my face to form an airtight seal around my mouth and nose. The device whirred softly, opening a secret valve that allowed Ashley to insert the jar with her foul emissions.

„This is neat! Now get ready to take a big breath..“

She aggressively placed the jar on the opened valve and carefully unscrewed its lid, making sure everything goes into the valve. The concoction of vile gas entered and she quickly closed the valve, trapping it inside.

*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHT*

I watched everything in fear, thinking about a way to prevent this. But before I could even do anything, she opened the pipeline that separated my nose and mouth from the gas.

I took a big breath and held it, hoping the gas would dissipate before I had to inhale again. The rotten air made its way into my chamber and Ashley trapped it in there.

„Deep breaths now. Come on. It‘s packed with around 30 long, delicious and even wet farts.“

She noticed me holding my breath and hit the shock button without hesitation. I let out a squeal of pain while still trying my best to hold my breath.

„Don‘t. You really don‘t want this.“

She again hit the shock button, sending an even more painful current through my body. Droplets of tears formed at the corners of my eyes, but I didn’t buckle. I hoped to god that the foul concoction would somehow disappear.

Nonetheless, my oxygen supply became scarce too. My lung begged for air, not knowing what disturbingly toxic air it would have to inhale.

Ashley frowned and beamed with anger. Her tone became low and threatening.

„Hey. Have you forgotten the last time with me? You know what I am capable of, right? Maybe you have forgotten… here, as a little reminder.“

She activated one of the buttons that exposed my balls to her, lifted and flattened her hand before delivering a fierce slap onto my testicles.

I closed my eyes as I tried to endure it, but my will definitely crumbling.

„I know that there is a setting that instantly opens your mouth, but this is actually more fun. This is like a little game. Come on, try harder. You disgusting, filthy waste of air.“

My heart pumped loudly, shooting blood through my system as the pressure in my lungs became stronger and stronger.

Ashley started kicking my balls with her spiky, red heels repeatedly, laughing while seeing me struggle in unbearable agony.

It all became too much.

I exhaled strongly, needing to release the CO2 in my system to inhale some much needed air. But my nose was met with the most burning, nauseating, eggy and rotten combination of particles that any human could produce.

In that one deep inhale, I consumed all of it. The entirety of these 30 disgusting farts. My body instantly wanted to reject the poisonous, spicy and shitty gas, sending vomit up my throat. Ashley saw all of it and couldn‘t hold her laughter.

„Fuck, that‘s too good! Vomiting isn‘t such a good idea though. I wouldn‘t do it if you put me in your shoes at least.“

Yeah right, if I put you in my shoes. As if you are sympathetic enough to even think about that.

The puke rushing into my throat became unstoppable and I was way too disgusted to keep it down.

*BLLLLLUUUUUURRRRRGGGHHHHTTTT*

I barfed violently, filling the mask that was around my mouth and nose completely. The undigested food(which was actually only their shit and my stomach acid) swiftly entered my nose and mouth again.

„BAHAHAH! Look at you… alright, swallow your own vomit.“

I felt so sick, not one morsel of my body wanted to swallow any of that again.

Wrong decision again, since I felt her heels painfully flattening my balls and sending me into a world of agony.

„Man, you‘re stupid! Anyone can understand this! You‘re the toilet and we are the mistresses, now swallow!“

*GUGHHH URKKKKKK*

I belched some of the fart air I swallowed up, again being forced to inhale it again.

Before I could do anything, Ashley barbarically kicked my swollen balls again.

„AAAAAAAH“

I let out such a loud yelp that the regurgitated vomit flowed down my strained throat and straight into were it came from, my stomach.

„This is so entertaining, I could watch it for hours. But what about a delectable load of piss and shit now? I‘ve been aching to let out some of my delicious cocoa pods for my lucky brother. Wait sorry, for my lucky toilet. I forgot that you don‘t count as a human anymore.“

She hooked her thumbs on her pants and mockingly shimmied out of them.

*GURRRRGRGGGLLLLLL*

„Damn, you hear that? That‘s your breakfast! Or rather lunch, mom fed you already after all.“

Her pale, fleshy moons engulfed the entirety of my face after she let the valves and tube disappear again. Metallic claws teared my mouth open to accommodate for her huge pucker.

„Mmmm, this is gonna feel so good“ she exclaimed while spreading her thick asscheeks with both of her hands

Bulbous masses swelled to an obscene size in Ashley‘s guts, churning and writhing with impatience.

„Open wide! Ah wait, you don‘t even have to, bwahahah!“

*CRACCKKKLLLEESSSSQQUUUEELCHHHRRRCPSCHT*

With an awful sound, an explosion of diarrhea erupted from Ashley‘s fat rear, splattering into my helpless mouth in chunky globs. It tasted so bad that I couldn’t decide if the vomit from before or this was worse.

„Fuuuuck, this is so much better than a normal dump…“ moaned Ashley

My mind reeled as I had no choice other than to gulp the steaming coils of diarrhea shooting down my throat. I felt my insides once again get coated by her dark brown deluge, making me sick to my stomach.

„S-swallow, SWALLOW!“

*PSSSRRRSSCGLOOOOIIRRPPPP*

With a final, wet splash her diarrhea settled heavily at the bottom of my stomach, making it bulge.

„Phewww… now to wash it all down.“

*PSSSSSSSHHHHHHHTTTTTTT*

With lustful abandon, Ashley aligned her hairy slit over my unwillingly gaping maw. A stream of salty piss akin to a pressurized hose shot down my throat as she urinated directly into my mouth.

Panting noises came from within me after being forced to consume all of that.

„Nice job, fucker. Now lick me clean. I‘ll go to a birthday party soon and can‘t go there with my ass messy like this.“

Without much resistance I extended my tongue, licking sloppily along her salty labia.

Ashley let out several loud moans before nonchalantly placing her shit stained, pink asshole on my lips to

*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABPPPPFFFFFT*

…unleash a sickening fart bomb into my gullet. I hated how bad Ashley‘s farts were, possibly being able to be categorized as literal weapons of war.

„Lick this clean too.“

I became more and more of a toilet, simply licking her scat-ridden asshole after she commanded me to.

„Good bitch. You are learning, aren‘t you? By the way, be prepared for tonight, I might have to use you quite a bit after the birthday party. There‘s gonna be a lot of people and I wanna let some steam off by drinking a lot. Speaking of letting off steam…“

*BRROOOOOOOOIIAAAMMMMMPPPPPPPPPTTTT*

A disgustingly wet fart echoed in my mouth as it travelled down my esophagus. I let out muffled groans, hating my entire existence.

„Think of this as a parting gift. Till‘ later, toilet!“

And with that, Ashley left as well.

Throughout the day, Monica, Hazel and Rachel all repeatedly used my mouth as their receptacle for shit, farts or urine. Hazel and Rachel even went as far as too go downstairs and blast my maw every single time they needed to fart.

I greatly suffered, although still being relieved as nighttime came, prompting everyone to go sleep. It felt like the only time of peace for me.

But in my dazed and confused state, I forgot about one important thing.

Loud, sluggish footsteps rudely woke me up at night, making me trying to figure out who that could be.

The door burst open, letting Ashley stagger in with a pale and contorted face. She didn‘t bother to press any buttons on the machine, diving right for my mouth.

„O-OPEN! OPEN THE FUCK UP!“

Before I could even react, Ashley planted her trembling lips roughly against mine and

*BLUOOOOIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH*

*HUUUUUUUUURRRRRPP*

*GRRRKKLLLRE SCHPLURT SHLPORT*

…released a violent torrent of vomit down my already abused throat. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as chunks of undigested pizza and beer sluice trickled past my tonsils to plop heavily into my churning gut, mixing with the already fetid stew existing down there.

My head shook with the worst disgust as I had to sit there and accept my fate, gulping down the unbelievably putrid mass.

Ashley started panting after 5 minutes of continuously puking down my throat.

„Ughnn… y-yeah take that, you probably liked that, didn‘t you you fucking toilet…“

Her words came out slurry as she was still heavily drunken.

„Mhnfgff I‘m so horny… I think I‘ll…“

She started to masturbate while kicking my balls with no mercy, resulting in shrieks of absolute suffering coming from my corroded and damaged throat.

I suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of anger, almost foaming at my mouth. This cruelty was unlike anything I‘ve even heard of and I was the one to experience it.

„AHHHnnnng… AHHNNN“

Ashley moaned lowly while still excitedly kicking my balls. I couldn‘t bear it anymore, needing to let out all of that disgusting mass in my body instantly. A huge wave of vomit went up my throat again.

Ashley was somehow still sober enough to realize this and immediately put up the mask from before, sealing off my mouth and nose section.

My eyes widened in horror as I understood, but the approaching tsunami of puke couldn’t be stopped anymore.

*BLOOOOOOOAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH URRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK*

*GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAARKKK*

The small, metallic mask was filled to the brim in the matter of a second, taking away my ability to even breathe. It shot up my nose, again filling it with vomit.

I convulsed as I was forced to swallow everything down again.

„Phew, that was close. I don‘t want to have ANYTHING to do with your disgusting mess here. Be a good fucker and just gulp it all down.“

I passed out from all of the disturbing and disgusting sensations, my body not being able to take it anymore.

A mischievous grin formed on Ashley‘s face, brimming with cruelty.

„Mom told me about those syringes… let me see… this one?“

She experimented a bit, her fingers dancing over the keyboard. The machine made room for a syringe to enter his arm again, pumping Patrick full of a weird, grey fluid. The syringe had the words ‚ADRENALINE‘ inscribed on it.

And oh boy did it not lie. Patrick was forced out of his unconscious state to make sure he continues to suffer. What an awful person Ashley is.

I regained consciousness, my eyes bloodshot and my stomach still heavy from before. Using sick to describe my state was an

understatement.

„Urghhhhh… I urghrkkkk…“

„Good morning, toilet! You seemed to fall asleep there, so I made sure to help you.“

„Y-you fuggin bitch..“ I blurted out with the last specks of energy I had left

Ashley frowned angrily as she felt her authority being insulted, inflicting painful kicks onto my balls for the next 10 minutes.

*THUMP BUMMM THOMPP*

*SQUISH THROMP TROMMP*

I whined like a little child, rivulets of tears streaming down my neck:“n-no I‘m sorreh… s-stop pleasee..“

„Ask nicer. Beg more.“

*THWUMP THWOMP*

„AHHHH! P-PLEASE!“

„Don‘t ever do that again.“

*THWROMP*

*THHHHWOMP*

„Y-yes… yes..“ I whined with almost no sound left in my body

„Good toilet. Still learning like an expert! All of this fun made me a bit tired tho. So let‘s call it a night. Sleep well, toilet.“ Ashley sadistically told me before strutting away like she didn‘t just commit 5 crimes

Darkness enveloped me again as my sore, abused body laid in this machine that was perfectly molded for me. My belly was full of shit, vomit, piss and things I don‘t even want to think about. Every muscle fiber hurt and calling my balls ‚balls‘ was a joke at that point, seeing as how flattened they were. I had the urge to vomit way too often throughout the sleepless night since I knew I was rotting from the inside.

And it did happen, I barfed uncontrollably several times and had to swallow everything down again, all because of this evil mask catching it.

I lost my feeling of time in this torture room, having no way to tell when any of this happened. But right when the effects of the adrenaline wore off and I wanted to sleep, Monica entered the room.

I looked up at her with my tired, bloodshot eyes.

„Heyyy trustworthy toilet. My my, is something wrong? You look absolutely fucked… was that Ashley? She treats you so well, I’m really proud of her. Enough about that though, I have got a surprise for you this morning!“

She grinned like a child while lifting up a big bucket filled halfway through with a frothy liquid.

„Can you guess what it is?“

„N-no..“ I weakly said, not wanting to talk with my destroyed throat anyways

Monica touched one of my swollen balls with her heels.

„Really? That‘s a shame..“

I gritted my damaged teeth before answering:“

I-it‘s a bucket full of your love for me to swallow…“

„Hmm, well, not that wrong. It‘s a bucket full of our sweat and saliva that we four collected for you to deliciously gulp down.“

I cringed with trepidation, imagining all of the bacteria or other organisms living in there. But I didn‘t dare to even protest, being already too broken and injured at that point.

Monica gracefully configured the machine to remove the vomit mask and stretch my already hurting jaws to abnormal width, sculpting it in a way it would fit all the bucket‘s contents.

„Get ready, my cute little toilet!“ she gleefully chuckled, tilting to aim the bucket right at my gullet

I sat there and accepted it, not being able to change reality.

Monica bit her lip lecherously while mercilessly pouring all of the sweat, spit and mucus down my throat. I powered through it, gulped and gulped but it was literally an unlimited abundance of the liquid, making it impossible to swallow at once.

I shivered while feeling filthy, still having swallowed 80% of the liquid in a few big gulps.

„Hmmm, that wasn‘t perfect, was it now?“ she asked rhetorically

„D-does that mean punishment..?“ I asked with my overly strained voice

„Oh, punishment is of course due. But thinking about this… assaulting your testicles any more is just a bit boring. I have something even better though!“

Monica shamelessly giggled while typing in some commands that caused the machinery to tilt my whole body like I was lying down, my head slightly under the rest of my body though. I felt all of the semi solid mass in my stomach slosh around as I was being rotated.

An additional bucket with a tiny opening, a literal small hole, was lowered to levitate just over my head. Monica swiftly climbed the machine to squat over the bucket and to-

*PRRRRSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFFTTTFFFFTSSSSHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTRRRRTTTTTTSSSTSCHLOORRPPPT*

-shit out an explosion of diarrhea that splattered into the bucket to almost fill it up completely. She quickly closed off the little hole at the bottom of the bucket.

„Phew, that was quite the shit! You probably would have loved to eat that, but don‘t worry one bit. This is gonna be a thousand times better.“

After fixating my body into this weird position, Monica covered my nose and mouth with a tissue. Confusion was written all over my face and Monica was more than just excited to clear my confusion up.

„Have you ever heard of waterboarding? It‘s where a small tissue is placed on the victi- I mean, lucky person‘s mouth and nose, followed by water periodically flowing onto the tissue to activate the gag reflex of the person. This in turn then makes the person think they are drowning. But the head being tilted downwards prevents that from actually happening. Now when I first heard about it, I was a little unamused. Water is so lame, so why not do it with my delicious, signature chocolate?“

My eyes widened as I was overcome with fear, every bone of my body trembling. Was she… was she really going to torture me?

She attached a small time gadget onto the bucket, one that resembled a watch.

„This right here is a useful tool to make the bucket only periodically open its little lid down here. Every 2 minutes you will be able to enjoy my nourishing chocolate pouring down on your excited face. You are excited, right?“ she asked, her heel again already threatening to crush my balls

„Y-yes…“

„Perfect!“

*PSSSSHRRRRRT*

Right then, the small hole opened up and a small amount of her previously dispatched, putrid smelling diarrhea flooded my mouth and nose, making me gag hard.

„There we go, it‘s working so well!“

*BLEERRGHHH HUUUHHGGHH HURKKK*

I gagged and sputtered loudly, my lung telling me that no oxygen was available. My whole system panicked and the feeling of drowning was imminent.

*GASSSP HURRKKKK URFFRHHHJHH HUUUUUUUUAAAAAAH GUURGHH*

„Do you like it? No answer? But I do think you really do, so let‘s just let you enjoy it here. I will tell the others to not use you for the day so you can take your time to savor our little fun game. Tomorrow will be even more fun, I promise.“ cackled Monica before leaving me alone with my demise.

After around a minute, I managed to swallow the awful tasting diarrhea to be able to breathe normally again. I panted of exhaustion.

The innocent bucket floating above me seemed much different than before now. It was like a bucket of doom, scaring me with simply its existence.

*CLINK! CLINK!*

A seemingly cute ringing tone coming from the watch announced the next 2 minute period finishing, and soon enough, the lid opened again.

*SPLOOOORRRRRRRT*

A wave of diarrhea spread over the tissue, flooding my orifices and repeating the process.

*BLERRRKKK URRRRRAAARRKK*

*HUJNNRRUUUUGHHH GUAARRHGGG*

The rest of the day looked exactly like that, consisting of me suffering of the water-(or rather shit)boarding torture Monica started. I passed out several times throughout, relentlessly being woken up by a fresh load of chunky diarrhea intending to drown me.

Only when the whole bucket was emptied of its contents, me having to swallow everything to not suffocate, was the torture over. This all happened in darkness again, being the purest form of white torture that exists.

I barely breathed after all of that torture, feeling like my lung was collapsing. I still shivered with fear, not knowing it was over at that moment.

A specialized infrared camera installed in the disturbing room told my four perpetrators that the torture had been completed.

I shivered in fear as I heard how Ashley couldn‘t keep her promise of not using me for the day, excitedly running down the basement to wreck the door open.

„Heyy, my favourite toilet. I know you are not feeling the best right now but I really, reaaaaaally need to go and using a classic toilet to let out my shit would be just dumb, amirite?“ she chuckled darkly, hiking up her skirt to reveal her plump, naked buttocks

„Now then… here it comes!“ Ashley exclaimed, taking aim and directly placing her anus over my open maw after she removed the messy, shitty handkerchief

She spread her pale ass apart and her pink, wrinkled hole winked at me before nicely gifting me a meaty, thick log that stretched her sphincter as it came out. The noxious smell was all too well known but still sickened me going down my stomach.

„Mhmm, dinner is still an important food occassion, don‘t you think? Hnng“

Her brown snake was as long as my forearm at its full length, making my throat muscles work hard to push it all down. After she finished and made me lick her asshole clean, she let the syringe with the nutrients from before inject me with the fluid.

„Ahh fuck, this always makes me so wet. We will never let you die, you know that, right? You will always be the perfect toilet for us. You probably want to die, but you won’t get the sweet release our previous toilet got.

Well, until tomorrow, filthy toilet. It will be a BIG and exciting day for you, ahahaha!“

She left with a maniacal laughter, carelessly slamming the door shut again.

While laying there defiled, I anxiously wondered what tomorrow would have in store for me, part fear and part emptiness flowing through my body.

CHAPTER 5: GAMES NIGHT

The next morning, Monica was again the person to wake me up, rudely swinging the door open and plopping her mature, huge asscheeks down on my face before letting out a massive fart.

*PLOOOOORRRRRAAAAAAABBBBBBPPPT*

„Ufgh, morning farts really pack a punch. Don‘t you think so, toilet?“

She strained and lifted one of her legs to let another one rip:

*prrrrrrrrrrrOOOOOORRRAAAAAAAFFFRRRTT*

I was still half asleep and already took 2 vomit inducing farts point blank into the face.

Monica simply read the newspaper while using me.

*PRRRRRRRRRORRRRFDDT*

„Ahh… today is a big day, dear toilet. Do you know why? It‘s games night with the ladies. Games night is a party that we hold every third Friday of the month, which is exactly today. Hng“

*bbbbbbbfbfffffffffftrrooooooOOOOOOOOMMPPPPPPTTT*

A hot, disgusting wind engulfed my face in one big sweep.

„We always play a lot of fun boarding or card games, sometimes even making a competition out of it. But most importantly, we always stack up on TONS of food. We don‘t just have snacks, we literally have buffets of food to satisfy us. Now this wouldn‘t be a problem normally, but I‘m sure you know us and our special bowel movements by now..“

Monica sadistically mentioned before-

*CRACcccCKLLE*

-nonchalantly letting out a thick, knotted log that plummeted down my throat. I groaned in disgust, my stomach grumbling in protest.

„Ahhh…And I don‘t know if you caught wind of it, but our previous toilet just died. He was a pretty weak guy, but we also have some more precautions now. His ‚disappearance’ is not so detrimental anymore though, right? We have you, after all!“

I subconsciously made a small noise of disapproval and Monica instantly reacted by slapping my balls.

*WHACKK*

„AAAH… I-I don‘t mind… I would be grateful to serve you…“ I pathetically responded

„You fucking dumbass, I never asked if you minded! This is about us, not you. You’re our toilet either way, fucker!“

I nodded weakly.

*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHSSSSSSSST*

A SBD trickled right into my nose, painfully burning my sensitive membranes with the smell of rotten meat.

„Phew, that‘s something I can probably kill with. Well, that was all.“

Monica then folded the newspaper she was reading, collected a frothy liquid from the back of her throat and spit a huge glob of mucus and saliva down my throat.

*HAWWKK PTUAH*

I caught it with my mouth, somehow having become docile by now.

„Actually, I have an idea on how to make this easier.“

Monica choose from one of the machine‘s syringes again, picking one that instantly puts someone to sleep.

But rather than letting the machine inject it into me, she picked it up and shot the purple substance up my arm herself.

„Let’s see if a good sleep can prepare you for the hell that‘s about to come, bwaahaha! Oh, and be ready to serve four grown up women who couldn‘t shit for 2 days in a row. Remember, no one really used you yesterday. Byeee!“

{——A FEW HOURS LATER——}

I woke up and found myself in a basement again. But it was certainly not the one I was in before.

Shackles were around my arms and legs, keeping me in place and preventing escape by any means.

The most important thing was the huge tube inserted into my mouth, extending into the back of my throat. It had metallic hooks spiking into my flesh, locking the tube to not fall out of my mouth. The room even allowed me to see a little as opposed to the torture room I was placed in before. Looking up, I saw the tube in my mouth spreading into 4 other directions.

Fuck. I knew exactly what this was.

A glass panel allowed me to see Ashley, Hazel, Rachel and Monica with huge plates of food in their hands. They were playing some simple card game, aforementioned by Monica. Four transparent glass tubes were connected to their assholes, guiding everything that will come out of their puckers into my mouth.

Monica:“Are you girls excited for tonight? Our games night last month got canceled since our toilet ‚malfunctioned‘, but I‘m glad we got that fixed. Time to celebrate!“

Ashley:“I‘m sooo ready for this. The Indian Curry our premium chef made us looks delectable! Is that Butter Chicken?“

Hazel & Rachel:“Yes! We love this dish! It‘s definitely Butter Chicken….“

The four ladies then started to devour their gigantic plate of food like it was a competition, leaving me to be scared with my fate tonight.

*GRUMMBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Pretty soon after, Monica removed her yoga pants and held one of the other ends of the tube inserted in her asshole tightly.

„Shit, Indian food is really special when it comes to giving your bowels a hard time! Hnfg“

*BOLEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFRRRRRRROOOOOOOORRRRRRABBBBBBBBBBBT*

A 20 second long, titanic fart bubble shot out of her dilated asshole and traveled all the way down the tube into my mouth. The tube bent a tiny bit because of how powerful the explosion was.

My stomach distended just of the sheer volume of the fart. It wasn‘t even shit, it was just air.

Ashley:“BWAHAHAA! You talk about being glad to have a new toilet for our gaming night and you instantly pump him full so cruelly! Call that a christening!“

„Oufh, sorry honey…. It‘s really just the Indian. Not my fault here, okay?“ Monica answered like she was talking to a child

*GRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUURRRRRRRRBB*

A load grumble could be heard coming from Rachel‘s slim stomach.

„Hey hey, mom! Can I fart? I need to badly!“

„Sure, Rachel. We don‘t hold back here. Hah, seems like I won this round!“ Monica exclaimed while throwing a card

Rachel strained with closed eyes before her pink anus vibrated to

*pprfffffffffaaaaafffffffrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBRRRRRAAAAAAARTTTTRRRRBBRRRRRRRAAARRRRRRRRRT*

let out a small fart at first but then making it evolve into a cacophony of gas.

„Hihi, that was me!“ Rachel told everyone proudly

Their gas relentlessly attacked my mouth, only having one goal: my stomach.

„Hey mom, can we get some new Indian food? Let‘s eat some Bhuna Murgh… HNFFG“ Ashley requested before-

*PRERRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMLLLLLLMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAARRRFFFFT*

-letting out a behemoth of a fart, burning my whole digestive system with it. I wanted to shove this tube away badly, I despised the fucking disgusting, rotten smell and taste of their farts.

*PRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBMMMMMMMTTTTTTT*

*bbrrrrraaaaaffrrrTTRRRRRROOOAAAAT*

„My god Ashley, you are really feeding him your juiciest farts! Hey chef, one Bhuna Murgh please!“

Giggles could be heard coming from the living room as the ladies continued to ‚innocently‘ play their card games and shove food down their throats.

Suddenly, the loudest rumble of the night could be heard.

*GRRRRRRRRRROAAAAAAAMBBBBBBBBBBBLRRRRRRE*

„O-oh… Hazel needs to go… c-can Hazel go?“ Hazel asked shyly

Ashley‘s and Monica‘s face lit up with sadistic excitement.

„Oh yes please honey! Show your toilet how much you wanna feed him!“ Monica told her while biting her lip

*SSSSSSSCHRROOOOAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSRRTTTT*

A foul tasting, incredibly rotten mass of sludge poured down the entirety of the tube connected from Hazel‘s asshole to my mouth and coated my tongue and teeth with its chunky texture. I could even taste the spicy remnants of their Indian dish, my body twitching at the revolting experience.

The girls all laughed while playing their card game.

„Good job, Hazel!“ Ashley grinned

„T-thank you! Hazel feels relieved“

„Mhmm, this Bhuna Murgh is delish, mom… get me some more garlic Naan!“ shouted Ashley before sending a foul, nasty gas bubble down the tube connected to her asshole

*BRROOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAAABBBRRUATT*

I gagged heavily, but not even the four cruel women above me were able to hear my noises of agony.

No one could hear me, it was hopeless.

All of a sudden, Monica smirked psychopathically, thinking of an idea:

„Hey ladies… let‘s test our new toilet out. The next time you need to fart, just keep it in! Let‘s wait until we all have to let one rip and then we‘ll do it at the same time! He‘s gonna love it!“

They frantically nodded and agreed, but after 2 minutes, Ashley was the first one to already clutch her stomach in queasiness.

„F-fuck… hurry up you guys, I‘m about to explode!“

Monica followed soon after, gritting her teeth:“H-hazel, Rachel hunny? Don‘t you guys have to go yet?“

Both H. and R.:“I-I‘ts coming, mommy… ohhhh, it‘s there!“

*GRMMMMMMMMBLLLLEEE*

*GRRROOOOOOOAAAARRRRBBMMML*

*GRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAMMBB*

*GRUAMAMBBLLL*

Several loud, ominous sounding vibrations could be heard coming from their stomachs as the pressure built to a critical point.

Monica was filled with excitement, biting her lip as she gave them the countdown:“Ok ladies… on the count of three…. One… Two… THREE!“

*BRROOOOOOOOOOORRRTTTTTTTTTTT*

*PFFFFFTTZZZZAAAAPPPPPPRRRRRRR*

*FRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMPPPP*

*GRRRRRRRRROAAAAPFFFFFFTTTTRRTT*

In perfect synchronicity, the four women relaxed their sphincter muscles and unleashed a cataclysmic symphony of flatulence.

The force alone was so immense that the tubes got slightly damaged. My throat got blistered as the combination of pressurized gas rocketed down the tubes directly into my stomach, searing my insides. My belly swelled even tighter after swallowing all of that shitty, spicy and vile gas down.

„O-oh my god, am I glad that I don‘t have to be the one to swallow all of that! That must be nasty…“ Ashley apathetically chuckled

Hazel and Rachel:“Good thing he likes it!“

Monica barely could contain her laughter, loving how Rachel and Hazel were oblivious:“Y-yes, good thing he loves this kind of stuff. Hey ladies, I have a new idea. How about this: The one who wins the most games and the one who feeds our lucky toilet the most shit gets to keep him for themselves the whole day tomorrow! How‘s that sound?“

They all squealed in agreement, redoubling their efforts in the card game they were playing at the time. What was worse though is how they began to shove more and more food into their stomach, loading up to ‚feed‘ me properly.

*BRAAAAAAAAPPPPT*

*PRRRRRROOOOOOOMMBBTT*

The room was soon filled with the immensely loud sounds of unlimited farts, vibrating with a fart every 30 seconds.

*BRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAFFTTTT*

*PFFFRFFFFT*

*BOOORORORORORRRAAAAKT*

And I was the one to have to suffer through it all, swallowing a toxic, disgusting fart every 30 seconds.

I tried my very best to not vomit though, having to swallow it all like when Ashley ‚gifted‘ me back then… not that it would matter, since much worse was coming.

*PIIIIIIRRRRRRAAAAAAAMBBNNTRRR*

*rrrrrrrrraaaaaaarrrrrRRTRRRRFFFFFFBBTTTRRRRRTT*

Laughter, rage, companionship, competitiveness… all could be heard coming from the 4 naked women, who were assaulting a poor soul called Patrick with their foul fumes.

*GRUMMBBBBLLEEEE*

Ashley:“Ohhh, I think my first load of shit of the night is approaching! Get ready ladies, make sure to see how it fills him up!“

The other 3 spectated curiously, looking under the glass panel where Ashley‘s tube led to.

*HNNNGGGGGG*

*CRACCKKKLLLLLLEEE*

A powerful strain coming from Ashley foreshadowed the load that would keep me traumatized for the rest of the night.

„HNNNNGGGG… FUUUUCK!“

*PRRRRRROSSSSSCHHLLOOOOOORRRRRRTRRRTTTTTTT*

A massive turd exploded down the tube and smacked the back of my throat with a loud SPLAT!

I struggled deeply with even fitting it into my stomach, since it could very well boast itself with the length of the spine of someone.

„Wow Ashley… you filled him up with that one! Hard to beat that.“ Monica proudly admitted, greatly loving how I suffered

Just when I managed to handle the disgustingly awful behemoth of Ashley, Rachel grunted for relief as well.

*HNNNNNFGHHHHHH!*

*crrrrrrrrrrRRRRRACCCCKKLLLLEEEEE*

*SCHLOOOOOORRRRPPPPPPPRRRTTTTRSCHHH*

Her efforts converted into an unending stream of liquid scat that easily flooded my mouth and throat, but actually transformed into thicker, more chunky clumps suddenly.

I gulped desperately, fighting to keep up with the deluge of shit going down my gullet. I was insanely close to puking, but kept it down somehow. My whole body burned and I gagged permanently, being tired of eating anymore putrid shit. Ironic, considering what happened next.

*HGRRRRNNNNUUUUUUUURRRRRRGGGHHHHHNNNFFFFFGGGG*

A guttural roar from Monica made everyone in the room turn their attention to her, knowing what‘s about to happen.

„F-ffuck… Ashley, get the recorder… this might be one of my biggest shits I‘ve ever taken! I‘ll show you chicks how to win a competition!“

Monica‘s asshole twitched and convulsed severely, her sphincter battling to even push out the monstrosity that was about to be birthed into existence. Then, Monica managed to push out her horrific creation.

„AHHHHHHNNNNNN… FFFFUUUCK, IT HURTS!“

Ashley recorded curiously, looking like she was seeing one of the most interesting sport matches.

*CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKKLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEERRRRRRRROOOOAAAMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRR*

A deafeningly, disturbingly wet sound came from Monica‘s asshole as it slowly evacuated the biggest shit to ever exist. The girthy log travelled down the whole glass tube, made contact with my throat as it casually went down my mouth and was STILL connected to her asshole while flowing into my body.

My eyes widened as I, having a stomach already swollen to its limits, had to figure out how to swallow this spawn of satan. The log was longer than the tube itself.

„F-fuck yeah, this is how you do it…“ Monica moaned wantonly

A loud PLOP! marked the moment the log disconnected from Monica‘s anus and the moment gravity would continue the job of shoving this beast down my body.

I tried a combination of chewing, just swallowing plain or breaking off bigger pieces. I definitely remembered exactly then how fucking much I hated the taste of Monica‘s turds, alone the smell could make one barf.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I almost suffocated because of vile, rotten shit.

Reality was cruel.

„Hahaaha! Who won, huh?“ Monica snickered

The other three girls looked equally impressed, scared and competitive.

Competitive, which meant the onslaught of everyone’s farts-

*PRRRRAAAAAAFFFRTT*

*PRRRRROMMMPBBBTT*

-and turds-

*SCHLLLOOOOORRRPPPP*

*CRACCKLLLLSPPRRRFRRAAAFFDSCHRRTT*

-began again.

I suffered the worst fate anyone could as I was still munching on the worst tasting, longest turd from Monica and already more farts and logs came tumbling down the tubes, piling up on top of Monica‘s turd and pushing it down violently into my body.

This was how the rest of the night looked, farts and the most gross logs shooting down into my tummy.

{——6 HOURS LATER——}

6 hours later, the gaming night had ended. The girls decided that Monica won their challenge, giving her ownership of me for the next whole day.

I existed under them, barely holding onto consciousness or even life as my stomach was three times stretched bigger than originally. My cheeks were full of shit and my face and whole body was covered in a mess of turds after the tubes shattered from too much force of their farts/shit. The essence of rot, filth and vileness engulfed me.

I barely registered Monica entering the room I was still in, everyone else already having gone to sleep.

She instantly pinched her nose and gagged as she walked in:“BLERGH! Fuck, you‘re disgusting… what the fuck, I almost vomited from that! Hope you do a better fucking job next time. Well… we did probably feed you around 50 kilograms of our shit, if I had to guess… but still, do a better fucking job.“

She unshackled me, making me fall onto my grossly distended belly.

„There are still some turds lying around…“ she said, looking around the room, „Eat them all up and digest everything already! Oh, and did you hear? I own you for myself the whole day tomorrow! It‘s gonna be sooo much fun~“

Then I passed out again.

CHAPTER 6: MONICA

*PRRRRROAAAAMMFFFFFFRRRTTTT*

A meaty, loud fart shot into my mouth, forcefully waking me up. I weakly opened my eyes while swallowing the shitty air, slowly registering where I was. My face was squished between Monica‘s fat asscheeks and my head was strapped around her waist so I was firmly in place.

*BAAAAAAREEEEERRRRRRRRTTTT*

Monica wasn‘t even awake, letting out rotten farts onto my tongue while sleeping deeply.

*prrrraaaaffffffrrrrrttt*

*bBRRRRRRRRPRRT*

*BRRRAAAOOOOORROROROOORRT*

After releasing a nauseating amount of gas that trickled down my throat, Monica finally woke up and stretched lazily.

„*Sigh* Good morning, toilet… hmpf“

*FRERRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAPPPPP*

„So wet… well, what should I get for breakfast, dear companion? Taco Bell? Or that turkish place with their delicious Menemen? Come on, suggest something..“

She grunted before her enormous ass filled my whole insides with gas again.

*FRRRAAAATTTTTTFRAAAAAATTTTPPPPPPPPP*

„I have an idea! Time to go to the nearest mall, dear toilet.“

Making herself ready, she dragged me all the way to her extremely expensive, white Tesla car.

*PRRRFR*

*PRRLLARBBBTT*

I gagged and coughed roughly since my face was so deeply stuffed into her asscrack. All of her body weighed down on my fragile face as she sat down in the driver‘s seat. I was on the limit of collapsing, my whole stomach still disturbingly abused from the night before.

Every living breath I took hurt me.

„How do you think this car looks, toilet? Ah wait, you are strapped to my ass and can‘t see for shit ahaha! Hnfg“

*PAAAAARRAAAAAAABBBBBTTRRAA*

„Good thing you are catching all of that musky air coming out of my butt, I would hate for my Tesla car to be stained.“

The drive to the mall was barely 20 minutes long, but Monica made sure to still pump me full of farts.

*PRRABBBBT*

*SSCHLIOORPPPT*

*TLAAAAPPPPPLLLLAAARRRTT*

„My god, I haven’t even arrived to eat anything at the mall and my ass is shitting these out! My poor tummy…“

*FFRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPT*

I weakly flailed my arms around, being absolutely sick of any of her farts at that point. Tears streamed down my face and I begged for air, but the only air I got was-

*BBBNBBBBBBBLLAAAAAAPPPT*

„Ahhhh. Don‘t worry, we‘re are almost there.“

After a terrible drive full of eating farts and smothering, we got to the mall. A glimpse of hope shined in my eyes as I suddenly thought about other people being able to help me there. Plus, I heard a lot of people chatting with each other.

„This is good, I can finally get some help. All of my suffering wasn‘t in vain“ I deeply thought to myself

We were getting closer and closer, but the chatting and laughter didn‘t stop.

„Can‘t you guys see me strapped unwillingly to a nasty fucking ass?“ I thought again, becoming frustrated at that point

*POOPOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFRRTT*

„There! She pumped another fart down my mouth!“

Everyone still laughed.

„Hey Monica, how you doin? Seems like you got yourself a new toilet after the old one died, right?“ one older woman asked nonchalantly

What? How are they not… why is this normal to them?

„Yeah. He‘s a bit untrained but I think we are making quite some progress. Right, toilet?“

I was speechless, my last hope being shattered into pieces.

„Oh, you must be a bit confused hahah! All of these 20 people here at the mall are friends of mine and I normally make them use my toilet too. But today I get to have him all for myself, guys. Sorry, but I‘ll use the opportunity.“

Sounds of disappointment could be heard.

„Aww, but that‘s okay.“ another woman responded

„Anyways, what‘s on the daily menu, guys? I need to stock up on farts and turds for my perfect toilet.“

„Ohh, there‘s this delicious 6-foot Sandwich with deli meat and 6 different cheeses! It‘s layered beautifully, you should really try it!“

Everyone agreed, seemingly encouraging Monica to fuel up and abuse me even more.

I began sobbing into her ass. Please, was there any force of justice in the world that could save me?

Monica sloppily ordered THREE of those gigantic sandwiches and easily devoured them before going to a Taco Bell and ordering the whole breakfast menu to eat for herself.

*PRFFFFFTTZAAARRRTTT*

*PRRABBBFRRTTARRHTT*

*PLROORRLRLRORLRRRRMMBT*

Her ass was bursting with farts, shitting her rotten air into my mouth every 20 seconds. The tight strap kept me in her ass, forcing me to swallow ANY and EVERY one of the farts. I knew vomiting was dumb at that point, especially with my deeply damaged throat, but I was so damn close after every fart I swallowed.

Monica drove home quickly, urgency in her every move:“F-Fuck, I have some fat loads to let out… god, this is gonna be good“

Arriving at the mansion, she didn‘t even bother to go inside and simply remained at the yard, grunting loudly.

*CREOOOOOOOOOAAACCCKKKLLLLLLEEEEEE*

*PLLLLLSSSSHUURRRRRRPPPPP*

Her wrinkled anus opened and a veritable flood of loose stool poured out of it, quickly filling my mouth to overflow. Globs of waste dribbled down my cheeks as I struggled to swallow the indefinitely massive load.

„Ughn, what did they put into those sandwiches…“ she simply exclaimed, treating me like an object at that point

„Don‘t spill a drop! I worked hard to provide for this tasty meal, Pat- wait, what was your name again? Huh, I don‘t really care… HMFFFGFG“

Really? She forgot my name? Was this how I would be entering oblivion? Who am I anymore…

*GLUERRSSHSHUUURRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRLLTTT*

Her asshole spasmed again, disgorging another heavy stream of diarrhea into my body.

„Glup glup glup it all down, dear toilet!“

15 minutes passed and after a seemingly unending amount, she finished. I could barely even gag, my gag reflex having been activated so often at this point.

„Ahhhn fuck, that was the last of it… now let‘s go inside. Don‘t forget to lick me clean“ she teasingly said, referring to the thick layer of shit covering her whole ass and therefore, my face too

The rest of the day went as follows: I swallowed her powerful, explosively disgusting farts every other minute and if I was really unlucky, had to eat her signature chocolate.

After the whole tiring day, it hit midnight. Monica filled her stomach with a gigantic amount of food again and already was filling my throat with farts up again.

And just when I thought things couldn‘t get worse, she poured herself a glass of water and took way too many laxatives. I weakly struggled against the ropes strapping me into her ass, but I was way too weak at that point anyways.

„Hmm? Is someone excited for what‘s about to happen? Well, I hope this will suffice for your unending hunger. Mommy Monica will sleep now, the day was so tiring for her anyways“ she sadistically mentioned

My breathing got ragged as I tried my best to get out, but I really had no chance here. She teasingly swayed her huge ass from left to right before laying down on her stomach. My face followed of course, deeply engrained in her asscrack.

„Sleep well, toilet.“ smiled Monica with a shit eating grin

Too bad I was the only one who was eating shit here.

The small amount of sleep accumulated on me and forced me to quickly snooze off, only so I could be met with-

*PRRROOOLLLOOOOOOOOSSSSSSCSHHQQUEELCHHHH*

-a tremendously wet fart splashing shit juices all over my face and waking me up.

This happened several times throughout the night, her ass automatically waking me up anytime I seeked the sweet release of sleep.

But one of the times, I wasn‘t woken up by a fart.

*GRUMBBBBBBBNLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEERRRRROOOOAARRRRRRRRMBBB*

A vibrating, guttural grumble was emitted from her stomach, activating my fight or flight response. I pulled against the ropes, hoping to god that they would break somehow. My face didn‘t move any inch though, making me understand what my only choice here was.

I noticed her snoring get deeper, her body rhythmically bobbing up and down. The unmistakable rumbling vibrations of her bowels churning frantically could be felt, working to expel all the massive meals she downed during the day.

All of the sandwiches, cheesy gorditas, crunchwraps, ice cream tubs, baja blasts, tacos and nachos already got digested.

The potent laxatives kicked in.

*PSSSSSCHHHRRRRRTTLLOOOOOOOOOARRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPOOTTRRERAARTTTTTTTLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRPPPOO*

Her cavernous depths unleashed a geyser, a literal landslide of diarrhea that poured out of her asshole in a seemingly endless cascade, completely filling my mouth, covering my face and building a thick layer of shit between my face and her ass.

I didn‘t know what to do with the putrid mass and just kept my face as I did not want to eat it. Although that quickly turned out to be impossible, as the huge layer of shit covering her ass and my face kept my from even breathing properly. I slowly ate my way through it, making sure to not be too fast as I didn’t want to vomit and swallow my own vomit again.

*SQUEEELLCHHJH SSCHRROOOPPRRPP*

Awful, wet sounds could be heard as I was forced to swallow helping after helping of her semi-liquid waste.

I spent the whole night with my face full of her shit, eating whenever I felt like on the verge of suffocation.

Monica lazily woke up at one point, releasing a fart that that blasted my face full of more shit to greet me.

*PSSCSGHHHÖÖOLLOOOORRRPPPPPPPT*

„Good morning toilet. I can see that you had quite the fun with all my bowel movement back there~“

*She pushed my head deeper into her ass and her layer of shit*

„Now, you have to be a little quicker. Make sure to clean me completely, Ashley will wake up soon. And she couldn’t use you for one whole day. You can imagine how pent up she is.“

I didn‘t want to even think about it, having to eat her mountain of shit and then straight up serving the next cruel woman of this god-forbidden family.

*PRRFSSSSSSSCHHHHHTTTTT*

*FRAAAAAPPPPPPPRRTT*

Monica giggled and blew more rotten farts into my face, making it even harder to eat all of her sludge up as fast as she was requesting.

After 20 more agonizing minutes, I cleaned up her whole ass by licking and swallowing her shit. My short break was immediately interrupted as I heard Ashley call for me.

CHAPTER 7: THE CONCLUSION

„Hey, toilet! I held all of this is in since yesterday. Come to me already, pronto!“

I sluggishly walked to her with my unused, atrophy induced legs.

„Fuck, you reek! Man what did mom do to you again… fuck who knows, get in my ass.“

She also strapped me against her ass, barely giving me any air to breathe.

*PRRFDRT*

*SCHHRPPTR*

*FRAAFFFRTPPPRT*

But she waited on ‚feeding‘ me, first going to Hazel‘s and Rachel‘s room to knock on it.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

„Heyyyy, girlllsssss! Our toilet is ours to use again!“

They instantly jumped out of their beds, rushing outside and smiling as they saw me.

In unison:“Yayyy, hello toilet! Ready for more of our delicious servings?“

The three women all farted into my face before dragging me into one of the normal bathrooms they had. Monica watched from afar, a lecherous smile plastered onto her cruel visage.

Having arrived in the bathroom, Ashley slammed her asshole onto my mouth and let loose.

*SSCHRRRAAAPPPPPPPPFFFFDLLLLLLTTT*

*FRAAAPPPPTTTTTT*

„Phew… now, we thought of a little game. We‘re gonna blindfold you and take turns farting into your useless mouth. You‘ll have to guess who just farted down your throat. If you guess wrong, then the person who just farted into your mouth gets to shit into your mouth as well! Simple, right? Oh, and if you wanna know when this ends… probably when we are out of farts… good luck hahaha!“ Ashley sadistically explained

They bound my already weak ankles and wrists together before blindfolding me, making me remember the all too well known sensation of missing light.

The first ass was planted onto my face, already spread and pushing. I tried to feel who it was according to the shape of the butt, but they were all so similar.

*PRRAABBBBBBBBBBBBBTTT*

I let out a loud gag as the rancid fart entered my throat.

„Well?“ Ashley asked

„H-hazel…“

„Hihihi, wrong! It was me, toilet brother!“ Rachel playfully laughed

Without wasting another second, Rachel catapulted a girthy log all the way down my poor, irreversibly destroyed throat and chuckled.

„Man, that always feels so good..“

„Next person.“ Ashley devilishly said

The next ass was pushed onto my face.

*frrrrrrRRRRRAAPPPPPPRRTTT*

I coughed and spurted, really not wanting to guess wrong this one. Going by the elimination process, I figured it could only be Hazel or Ashley since Rachel just unloaded.

„H-hazel?“ I again asked weakly

„Wrong again!“ Ashley shouted

„It was me again!“ Rachel giggled

These demons… they tricked me, predicting that I wouldn’t expect the same person twice.

*SCHLOOOOARRRPPPP*

Another slick, glistening turd smoothly went down my throat and stretched my obscenely large tummy.

This went on for 2 hours, me guessing correctly only twice.

*FROOOOAAPPPPPPPPTTTT*

The pungent, acrid taste reminded me of something… I always hated Ashley‘s farts the most, so I was sure it was her.

„A-ashley?“ I disclaimed, almost vomiting while talking

„Well, not bad… you are right, it was me! But you know what? I don‘t fucking care. You are not the one who decides what happens here, so why even bother? I have to shit either way, open up“

Even though I was broken and belonged to them as their unconditional toilet, this betrayal still broke me down even further. They were truly cruel, I should have known.

*SCHLOOOOORRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP*

Several thick, toxic turds shot down into my stomach and violated my entire being.

Both of the twins ran out while pinching their noses:“Ewww, sis! You must be glad he likes this, otherwise this would be terrible!“

„Y-yeah, don‘t worry… Hmpfffhhg. He loves it“

*SCHRROROOOAAAPPPPPPPP*

I hated Ashley, I despised her guts… but she was the one with the control here.

*BRAPPPRSSCHOOORPPPPPTT*

After Ashley filled me up real good, I barely could take a breather. Being left behind, I was able to see a fully functioning toilet in their bathroom. Why didn‘t they just use it… why were they so cruel…

Ashley quickly came to pick me up again, ending my short break. My job resumed.

It was another day of being their toilet slave, no mercy or sympathy. And this time it wasn‘t just Monica. They all used me in my full glory again, filling my tummy up to the biggest size it had ever been.

{——MIDNIGHT——}

Monica slowly walked in, making my body shiver with instantaneous trepidation again.

„Calm down, calm down. It‘s just me. I wanted to talk a bit to you.“

I got confused, was she trying to… help me?

„How is it as our toilet? Isn‘t it the best thing that has happened in your miserable little life“ she grinned, sadism oozing out of her again

„U-ugh glurggg…“ I couldn‘t even speak, showing just how much they destroyed me

„Sshhhhh, let me do the speaking… how does it feel, knowing you will be our toilet forever? Knowing every morning when you hear the slightest sound, it could be one of us, full of shit to let out into your already disfigured mouth?“

Tears began forming at my eyes again… why was she doing this?

„What do you like more? Is it our rotten, vile, cheesy farts that bloat your stomach and give you a hard time properly breathing? Or is it the liquid up to solid turds that nourish you with their deliciousness? Maybe you love-

*HOOAAAWWWWKKK PTTTUUH*

-the spit gliding down your throat, showing just how much of an obedient bitch you have become?“

I didn‘t want to listen to her talk, being already at the verge of a complete mental breakdown. They physically made me their toilet, would I be trained psychologically too?

„Who‘s farts did you love the most? Was it mine, the meaty explosions that inflated your stomach like a balloon? Was it Ashley‘s, the most rotten and vomit-inducing ones or did you love the twins‘ farts, the endless barrage they always came with?“

„S-stop…“ I managed to stammer out

„Stop? I stop when I want to, not when an inferior being tells me to. Do you think you are rotting from the inside? Do you think maggots are already living in your stomach? Maybe you have fallen victim to a new disease that isn‘t even known, one that doesn‘t have a vaccine.“

„I b-beg you… stop..“ I turned around, trying my best at talking

„Oh?“

„Y-you already have won… I never had a chance here anyways… I am your toilet, why go so far to abuse me even more…? P-please stop…“

She smiled insanely, her canines showing.

„Because I‘m a sadistic devil! I know that you know your place, you ate more shit than some normal toilets in the world! But I LOVE seeing the look of terror on your face whenever I open my mouth, whenever I degrade you! That‘s why…“

She rudely squatted over my face, still talking to me:“I think… hnfgg“

*PSSCHHRROPPÖPLTTTTTTTT*

A big glob of diarrhea covered my whole face as I didn‘t even bother to eat it.

„I think… for people like me, if heaven and hell exists… then a special place in hell is made just for me. But I am far gone beyond redemption, if there is a god… then he won‘t accept any of my pleas. Therefore… I will ride this high as much as I can“ she screamed, sounding like she freshly came out of a psychiatric clinic

*PSSCHLOIIIRPPPPPPPPPPP*

More diarrhea rained down on my face, threatening to drown me.

„Patrick, I must say…“ Monica mentioned while slowly standing up

„-you are a poor fucking soul to have come across us… this is probably the worst fate you could have gotten. Your friend Liam wished the best for you, and what did you get? The worst. By the way, I already told him that you are in our greatest care and experiencing the best life you can.“

I shuddered. She didn‘t… this was the devil, I was 100% sure. This was satan before me, giving me his worst torture he can even fathom.

„But this is really the worst fate. If the biggest luck of your life hits you and you are able to escape, then you would not be the same man. You would still be a toilet, you would be scarred and not able to live a normal life anymore. And, considering how rich we are, we would just find you again… even with a new name, Address, identity… you would come right back here. But you won‘t ever escape anyways. I mean, is it even worth it for you at that point? Like I said, the damage is already done.

You have been shaped into the perfect toilet.“

I cowered in desperation, feebly clutching onto my legs like a fetus.

„And that‘s why.. you‘ll always be our toilet. Forever and ever.“

Monica then tightly shut the door, walking up the stairs again.

There it was again.

Darkness.

PART 2

After the events of the games night, Patrick was given a rest of three days to recover and not succumb to all of the torture. This, of course, meant that he still didn’t get any actual edible food, sunlight or movement in the metallic structure he was placed in. And this also did not mean that the Family‘s future torture sessions would be any easier on him.

Quite the opposite.

CHAPTER 8: NEW FRIENDS

My stomach hurt abnormally. It still did not accustom to the unusual amount of inedible mass it had to digest, especially considering it was literally only shit and other products of waste.

*TBWOMP THOMP THWOMP*

I could hear footsteps again, someone was coming. Three days I had to spend in this pitch black, small and absolutely disgusting smelling room. There were no windows and air conditioning was just a dream that was far away.

All I got was a room with warm, stale air that smelled like manure every time I took a breath. Even worse were all of the stains of shit across my body, adding to the already unbearable smell in this chamber.

*CREAAAAAAAAAAAAK*

The door opened and there was the all too familiar, psychotic perpetrator again: Monica.

„Good morning toilet, missed me?“

*THWOMP*

She abruptly sat her bare ass on my face, covering it with her heavy and way too large, pale buttcheeks completely.

„We went a bit easy on you and gave you a short break. Wouldn’t want to completely fuck you over like our last slave, would we now? I will let you in about the program we’re having today though: a friend of mine is- oh wait.. HNGMF“

*FRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAASSSPPPPPPPFFCCGGGHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT*

Let me tell you, by now Monica became perfect at angling her asshole directly at my nose, causing ALL particles of her 12 second long fart to waft into my freshly recovered nose. I instantly wanted to vomit again, forgetting how unusually vile these people‘s flatulent emissions were. I also quickly questioned what she could possibly have ate to make me feel like I was dipping my nose in a literal pile of shit for the next 3 minutes.

„Mhm, the infamous bacon, eggs and pancake combo! Did you like that? I also try to include a lot of fiber in my diet, especially some avocados, granola or oats.“

*BBBRRbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrPRRRRAAAABBFFFrrrrBFFFRRRRRAAAARRRRT*

Another rush of hot, revolting fart air shot out of her anus and casually made its way into my body.

„Ahhh… anyways, Angela is coming over! You don’t know her yet, but Angela is a precious woman who probably has even bigger assets than all of us! And do you know what‘s the best? She has IBS! She always suffered because of having to rush to a nearby bathroom mid-conversation, but that is no more, right, dear toilet? I‘m so proud of you, knowing how much you are going to help us two ladies out here today~“

She bore down, pressing her nasty asshole right against my nose and making sure no part of her next gas cloud misses.

*PAAAOORRRARRRBBBBATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTffrRFRTTT*

Her intolerable fart touched every pore of my nose and steadily streamed down into my lung as I was forced to sniff up purely shitty air. My nose burned from the sheer heat of her gas, but that was the least of my worries as her farts smelled so eggy that I wanted to vomit all over the place again.

„I hope you are just as excited as I am! The poor lady ate way too much this morning, but I actually told her that that‘s entirely fine. A filled stomach makes a happy person, right? And even though you are technically not a person, you are going to be filled and therefore happy too!“

*GrrrrrrroRRRUUOOOMBLLLEEEeeeeeeee*

„Ohhh damn, my delicious load came so early? I might have IBS too, bwahahaah… okay okay, now... OPEN!“ Monica commanded, deliberately not using the machine‘s features to train me herself even further

I, being brutally beyond rescue, obliged and opened my mouth widely under her wrinkly asshole. A loud groan coming from Monica echoed in my ears as her bloated insides churned and moved audibly.

„HNFFDDGGHHHHGAA!“

*pprprprsscshhhrrrlooooooorrrppPPRPRPRPRRRRRTTTRROOSSSCHSSRTTRRPSST*

A wet, vibrating and nauseating fart took it‘s sweet time to, for the next 12 seconds, coat every crevice of my mouth with it‘s shitty aroma before ultimately transforming into the unholiest spurt of diarrhea. The liquid shit splashed onto my teeth, tongue, tonsils and throat before amalgamating into a cocktail of undigested food remains that left me with an unbearable amount of disgust as it landed in my stomach. Monica did of course not care one bit, only caring about herself and tilting her upper body downwards as she made sure to expel all of her semi-solid waste into my gullet.

„F-fuhuck… that‘s what I‘m talking about, this is what you needed after not getting to eat any of our delectable, sweet shit… HNFGGF“

*SCHRLRLOOOOPPRRRRLLLLLPPRRSTSCHHRELLOOPPPPPPRRSCSHTT*

*URKKKGHHH URRHGU*

All of that never ending, rotten stream of shit made me helplessly groan like a pig. Monica’s waterfall of sludge only ended after 5 minutes of me gulping it down rapidly, leaving my belly to be utterly filled with rotten shit and my internal organs coated with her inedible excrement.

„Ahhahh… what a way to start the morning, right, fucker? Now *PRRRBT* I hope you are ready for Angela. She is a bit heavier too, but still in great shape with her thick dumptruck of an ass! I‘ll promise you one thing… you surely won‘t get hungry today bwahaha!“

*PREARRRRRRBBBBT*

One last toxic, sour and eggy fart filled my cheeks to the brim before Monica got up and shut the door closed again.

"See you later, my little toilet!"

The taste left in my mouth made me gag loudly, but I did not have any time to recover from it whatsoever.

*THOMPTHOMPTHWOMP*

Another pair of footsteps approached me, but they sounded more urgent than Monica‘s. And considering it was only one pair of feet, you could make out who it was exactly:

Ashley.

*CREEEEEAAAK*

„Hey toilet bitch. Missed me?“

*PLLLOPPP*

She quickly placed her meaty globes of ass squarely on my face.

„You cannot IMAGINE how fucking weird it was to use a regular toilet… there was no resistance, no squirming… no licking and I did not have the satisfaction of knowing what's under me is suffering. I got so mad at Monica‘s suggestion to let you rest, but whatevs. I can use you now in full glory again, right?“

I gave no response, thinking she would like me silently obeying her orders.

„RIGHT?“

*THROWMP*

A stomp to my balls caused me to yelp in pain.

„AHH! Y-YES! USE MY MOUTH PLEASE!“

„Heh, look at my good toilet bitch functioning how it should. Open. Hrnnngg“

She moved her anus to be right on top of my mouth.

*PLAABABABALLALABBBLABBBALLLABBBRRRRTT*

A wet fart danced across my tongue and splattered dark brown, fetid and liquid shit into my mouth, already giving me a preview of her next „gifts“. Calling Monica‘s farts rotten was an overstatement when compared to the sickening bombs Ashley was easily pumping out.

„Uhuhuhu! Choke on that, you filthy bitch! Give my asshole some love too, lick it!“

I did not even think about resisting and got to licking, cleaning her asshole like a windshield wiper on a car.

*PRAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOAABBBBAAAAAAFFFTTTTOORORORROROOTT*

Right as I was licking her asshole, Ashley unleashed an eggy fart that used my tongue to flow directly down my throat and make me shiver in disgust.

„God, I could do this all day… how does it taste? Taste good, my little bitch ass toilet? Tell me how delectable it is… tell me how you are salivating thinking about my farts!“

I instantly answered, scared of the consequences:

„I-I love it! It tastes so unique, a mix of-“

Before I could answer, my mouth was completely filled again:

*prrrrrrrrrrBRRRAAAFFRRRAAAARRRAAAAAAPPPPRRRPPTT*

I tried to recoil at the fishy, rotten meat tasting fart but got of course stopped by the metallic contraptions which were trapping my body in here.

„Yeah yeah, cut the bullshit. I know it tastes like a cow just took a fat shit into your useless mouth. But don‘t worry, we can make that even more into a reality with what‘s coming! I actually only used a regular toilet once right at the start of your little rest, holding my dump in for more than 2 days now!“

*FFFFFFRRRRAAAAAAPPOOOOOOORRRPPRRRRTT*

Bitter, acidic and shitty. My tastebuds did not know how to respond to her vile farts, bringing me into a world full of disgust.

„Mom probably used you just now, so you must be quite full already. Still, tell me how much you want this massive shit. I wanna hear it!“

Resistance was futile.

„Please, use my filthy mouth to unload every single turd that you have to carry with you!“

Even saying it made me feel humiliated; but I was too far gone already anyways.

She teasingly winked with her puckered asshole while grinning like a child.

„Really? I knew you were a toilet, but wow… to crave my rotten turds like they are a treat makes you look even less human than you were before, hahahah! I can assure you, dear toilet, that I have quite the fat load for you to munch on! OPEN!“

She began pushing strongly, getting her ass ready to expel all of its wasteful contents.

*TRRRRRRTTTRRTAAAAAAPPPPAPAPPPTTTTTTRRTT*

I gagged reflexively, having to swallow down this shitty foul air easily inflating my cheeks.

„Pheeww, I have quite some hnfg *PRAAAFFFFFRTTT* explosive farts in there! God, these are *FRAAPPT* ahh.. vibrating in that useless mouth of yours!“

*GRRRRORORORRRRRUAMBBBLLLEEEEEEELLLRRRRRRRR*

I gulped, knowing exactly what to expect from that rumbling sound.

„Oho! Hear that, hungry little servant? It‘s your daily nourishment! Open.“

My fear and trained obedience clashed as I wanted to flee but also knew it was all completely obsolete.

So I simply listened like a dog and opened my mouth obediently.

„Good decision. HNFMPGG“

*PSSSSCHLOOOORRAAAAPPPPPPPRRRRRFFASSSCHHRRRRAAPPRFRRT*

The unbearable feeling of a wet, hot and rancid turd the size of my hand entering my mouth and quickly filling my gullet was what followed. The taste was so vomit inducing that I had to swallow down my puke several times to not cause more problems for myself.

I suddenly got scared as I saw Ashley grinning down at me, clearly thinking of something evil. And right before I built the courage to swallow the nasty mess in my mouth, she interrupted.

„Don‘t you dare fucking swallow. Keep it in your mouth.“ she said while biting her lip in a haze of ecstasy

I already hated the texture and taste of the vile turd beyond belief, but holding it in my mouth made things 10 times worse.

„Let it dance on your tongue, swirl it around like chewing gum.“ she giggled, having no shame

Obeying her command and swirling the shit around in my mouth made the disgusting taste and feeling spread to every crevice of my mouth. It was so bad that I got literal goosebumps of disgust.

„Okay, good job. Now, your next job: press the turd onto the top of your mouth with your tongue to make it melt. And ONLY when it is mostly liquid you can swallow it.“ Ashley told me in a domineering tone, clearly loving this

*SQUEELLCHHHHHHH*

I soon after followed her command, pressing the soft and wet turd against the top of my mouth. As soon as it made contact I gagged and wanted to puke out all the contents of my stomach, but I again knew better than to do that.

„Good…. Keep doing that. Oh wait, I think… I think I have some more gas for you my dear shit gobbler!“

*PRRAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFBBAAAAAAAOOOOORRAAARTT*

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I was forced to deal with an awfully wet log painting my entire mouth while a sickening fart flooded my throat for 10 seconds or maybe longer(I did not bother counting as I had to focus on not vomiting).

„I‘m surprised to see how obedient you are doing this! Seems like we trained you pretty well by now. Swallow.“

The sudden command caught me off guard and I swallowed the dampened log in an excruciating process, gagging audibly as it went down my throat. If only I knew what else Ashley had in mind for me…

„Heh, good job swallowing that, fucker. But do you really think one small turd is all I will shit out? Come on, you must know me better by now. I‘m not even HALFWAY done. Open.“

*SLAPP*

Without me even disobeying, Ashley decided to deliver a painful slap onto my swollen ballsack just for the fun of it.

„AHHHhHNGGG!“

Me letting out a loud shriek was quickly exploited by Ashley, who neatly placed her pink anus atop of my lips once again.

*CRAACCCKKKLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRERTTRRRRRCREACKKKKT*

Ashley‘s abdomen visibly distended, bulging obscenely as an enormous, cylindrical log emerged out of her rectal canal. Her anus had to accommodate by dilating to twice its original size, a testament to how fucking big this log was. In that very moment I debated if I should even suffer through this, but I remembered of which punishments these sociopaths were capable of.

So I of course opened my mouth like a dog again.

„Y-yes! F-fuck, I had to hold this in for the last 2 days! Munch on it you fucking bastard… don‘t even think about swallowing, chew it gracefully like it deserves it!“ Ashley exclaimed in a mix of relief and lustful abandon

The monstrous shit was as long as my forearm and took no time to force my jaw open as it initiated into my gullet. My face muscles started hurting since I had to open them up so unnaturally.

„DON‘T SWALLOW ANY OF IT YET!“ Ashley screamed

While trying to follow her order I was faced with the most rock solid turd curling up in my gullet as it was way too bit to fit straight. Every nook and cranny of my mouth was filled by the log, being like a brown snake that took its sweet place somewhere it actually shouldn’t.

I must have looked like a chipmunk as my cheeks were again completely saturated with fresh shit. Pathetic and helpless as I always was.

„Y-yes, oh my god… keep that in there. You know what… don‘t even chew on it. Let it marinate in there. I‘m hungry so I‘ll go eat something. And don’t even THINK about swallowing or spitting it out! Have fun, toilet!“ Ashley cruelly exclaimed, pulling up her shorts again before quickly scurrying off to eat something for lunch

My eyes widened as I had no other choice but to keep the heavy, wicked turd on my tongue for god who knows how long. I tried to breathe only through my nose but I just couldn’t escape the shitty aroma. This combined with the fact that the bitter, spoiled and utterly rotten taste was permanently filling my mouth made my body fight to not barf all over again.

I tried holding my breath or even letting my mouth hang open but the mighty shit effortlessly made me gag. Every second that went on made all of this worse too and even if it sounds disgusting, swallowing the shit would have been better at this point. It was pure agony at this point.

[——1 FULL HOUR LATER——]

After a one whole hour of me gagging and suffering because of the torturous predicament I was in, Ashley teasingly stepped in again, making sure to take her sweet time.

„Heyyyy toilet, how‘s it been? Hope you liked my gi- EWWW, WHAT THE FUCK?!“

A terrible, ripe smell permeated throughout the room, which was understandable, considering her gigantic log was marinating in my poor mouth.

„I almost VOMITED! Fuck… open your mouth so I can see the results.“ Ashley said before pinching her nose and slowly approaching me

I weakly opened my shit soaked mouth, revealing her softened and spoiled log looking ugly. But probably not as ugly as me after all of this abuse.

„Oh god, that‘s a disturbing sight, even for me! Okay okay, you‘ll get permission to swallow… soon. You know, I just had some Tres Leches as dessert and dairy REEAAALLY does a number on my stomach. Wet farts are just prone to appear, you know? But with an obedient toilet like you it should be nothing.“

Without even disclosing it, Ashley swiftly weighed her huge ass down on my messy face again, covering my nose with her anus fully.

*PRRRRAAOOOOORAAAABBBBBT*

*FRAAAASSCCHHLLAARRPRPPÖFFRRGTRTTT*

*BRRRROOOOAOAAAAAAAAAFFFTTT*

A barrage of wet farts burned my nostrils as they invaded my body, making it almost impossible to not vomit with the disgusting feeling of shit still in my mouth. The smell was a mixture of rotten eggs, meat, garbage and spoiled milk. I surprised myself by not instantly vomiting right there and then.

„Phewww, those are nuclear! Don‘t worry, you can swallow. But first, let me just… perfect!“

She placed her labia directly over my grotesque shit filled mouth before just letting go.

*PSSSSHSHHHHHSSSSSRRRRSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTT*

„Aahhh fuck… wash my fucking shit down with my golden shower…. Ughh this is just the best..“ Ashley moaned while shooting a jet stream of piss down my throat

The salty, acrid tasting urine forced the monstrosity of a log still in my mouth to flow down my throat along with it. The sensation of so much waste going down my esophagus was disturbingly vile, but I had to swallow because I was a toilet after all.

„Maaan that‘s good… how is my special piss soda? You just love it, don‘t you? Ahaha, I love being so cruel. Anyways, I have something more important to tell you: My friends are coming over tomorrow for a sleepover. They are called Diana and Emma, just telling you so you welcome them with respect. And our premium chefs will be preparing a chili day tomorrow, so you are going to have quite some work to do! But I would not worry about that for now. You have enough on your hands with that Angela woman that is coming over today, so be ready for that too, you poor fucking shit guzzler, hahahah!“

She got up, kicking my balls just for the fun of it and tilting my chin with her manicured hand before collecting a phlegm of slime and saliva in the back of her throat.

*HUAWWKK*

„Open.“ she commanded

*TUAAHH*

As I slowly opened my mouth, I was met with a huge glob of frothy spit that slickly rolled down my tongue.

„Welp, I‘ll be going then. Good luck with Angela and mom, you‘ll REALLY need it.“

Ashley then left with a jump in her step, loving her life, which was exactly the opposite compared to my miserable existence.

[——2 HOURS LATER——]

After 2 hours of vegetating in my personal basement, Monica sassily came to pick me up.

„Hope you‘re ready, Angela just arrived! Well I actually don‘t fucking care if you are ready, but just notifying you. And one of our premium chefs just made us a big, delicious caramel sundae that we are going to savor, dear toilet. It‘s Angelas‘ personal favorite dessert, but it just messes up her stomach too much. Good that we have a solution today!“

She then wasted no time and yanked my skinny body out of the machine, dragging me to their gigantic living room and hurting my darkness-adapted eyes with the sudden natural light.

Angela saw my worn down body but instead of being disturbed, excitement was written all over her face:

„Oh my god, you really have a personal toilet for me to use! You‘re so awesome, Monica“

„Heh, what can I say. I think I did a great job at training him.“

Angela could be described as a chubby MILF brunette that had an even thicker ass than Monica. But her body was still impressive, having fat in only the right places and not looking overweight one bit. She wore simple blue yoga leggings that would make little work filtering her farts.

„I have some room clearing stinkers right now, can I please use him quickly?“ Angela asked while hopping from one leg to another repeatedly

„Go ahead. He can be your cushion while we eat! Just sit on his miserable face, I swear it‘s sooo comfortable!“ Monica replied with a smug

Without thinking twice, Angela dragged my limp body to her personal, fancy green chair and threw my head onto it before slamming her gigantic asscheeks onto my face. Her asscheeks were so large that not only my face but also my entire head was engulfed in it, making it almost impossible to even hear anything for me.

„Ohh fuuck, it was a nightmare to hold all of those in while driving here, Monica! I‘m telling you…“

She lifted one leg slightly and grunted before-

*BLOOORRAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFFBBBBBBBRRRRRRRAAAAASSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFRRRRRRRTTTT*

-carelessly releasing one of the nastiest, like shit-smelling farts I have ever had the glory to sniff up. It vibrated through the entire chair, shaking it for an impressive 15 seconds. The air inside her asscheeks was unbearably hot and humid, adding to the already toxic air I had to absorb with every pathetic inhale I made. Monica simply laughed, loving how she found yet another way to make me suffer.

„Damn Angela! I said unload, but you can kill with that bomb!“

Angela got a little red, realizing just how awful her gas expulsion was:“S-sorry, I thought you said I can unload it all…“

„Just joking, that is exactly what he is made for! So don‘t worry one bit, let all of your absolutely delicious IBS farts out hahah!“

*URKRRKKK URGGHGGURGH*

I already gagged hard, barely being able to breathe under her elephantine ass. And the little air that I actually was allowed to breathe was pure shit essence besmirching my lungs.

*prrrrrfffffrraaaaaarrrttaarrrrratttrtarrrratttttttarrrrattrrrBRRRAAAFFFFFFFFRAAAAAAGGGGGGRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRBBBBRRRTTT*

Out of complete nowhere, Angela slowly but steadily released a nose scorching fart that evolved into an explosive cataclysm after invading my nostrils for 20 seconds! My head spun and I got dizzy, wanting to vomit from the terribly rotten smell trapped inside of her asscheeks. It smelled like something literally died and had rotten away for several weeks.

„Ouffh, do you see how hard it is to live with IBS, Monica?? Always saying you wanna have it…“ Angela scoffed, apparently mentioning a past discussion the two had

Monica giggled even louder:“It surely sounds shitty, like literally… but I would love to have even worse gifts to bestow upon my precious little toilet here.“

„Well that surely is a privilege of yours. He is filtering these so well. Normally everyone would leave the room and animals would even pass out from how deadly those are. But I can‘t smell a thing! I might just not move from here… HMPFFFGHHG“

*psssssssrrrssssshhhhhhhhtttttttttssdrrrsssssssssSSHHHHHHSSRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

On cue, an SBD so hot that it was brimstone reminiscent slowly and cruelly poured out of her asshole for 15 seconds again. It replaced any last specks of actual oxygen I had with a deadly, revolting and spoiled smell that easily summoned a wave of disgust in my body.

„Haaaaaah…. So fucking good to just let them all out. I might just buy him off you at this rate.“ Angela said with a tone of delight

„Not happening. It took a lot of effort to make this a reality, my dear Angela. But you can come over as often as you want to.“

„Awww, man… sucks, but what can you do.“

The Cabellos‘ personal chef then entered the living room, serving the two gluttonous ladies an abnormally tall caramel sundae each. It was garnished with a generous amount of candied nuts, syrup and other sweet ingredients and could have probably saturated an average grown adult for a whole day. The private chef quickly scurried away, being glad that he had the job of the cook and not… the one filled with sickening torture.

Monica quickly started devouring the mountain of ice cream, making it look like a regular meal.

„That looks amazing! Are you sure I can eat that?“ Angela asked excitedly, barely being able to hold herself back

„Well of course! This was made just for you! And for our toilet as well. We need fuel to give him our presents after all.“ answered Monica with a full mouth

Angela‘s eyes widened as she felt another monstrosity build up:“O-oh no oh no oh no…“

She quickly undressed her bottom half, lifting her ass off my face for just a split second before letting it fall down again. The two ladies got a small glimpse of the smell that was permanently torturing me.

*URGHHG*

Monica was caught off guard, gagging loudly:“Ugh, that was vile! I almost vomited from that small cloud of gas… good that our obedient toilet will absorb it all.“

Angela nodded in agreement before squinting her eyes tightly while grunting , a testament to how huge and powerful her farts were.

*PRRRRAAABBBLLOOOOORRRRRFFFRRRRPOOOOOOORRRRTTTTT*

A wet fart sprayed all over my face over the duration of 10 seconds as she managed to engulf my small face in her sweaty, damp asscheeks again. It gave my nose the impression that I was in a sewer, smelling so awfully toxic.

„Look, Monica, I am already farting like an animal without even having eaten the Sundae.“ Angela worriedly mumbled while rubbing her bloated stomach

„You have your assistant, did you already forget? You worry too much~“ Monica reminded her amusedly

Finally having agreed, the chubby MILF began eating her gigantic sundae as well. Her portion disappeared even faster than Monica‘s, showing just how experienced Angela was in shoving obscenely large food portions down her maw.

„Mhmm! This is out of this world! And it‘s already kicking in too hnngf“ said Angela in a strained tone

*prlrllbbrrlllrbbrllrbbrllrrrrrBRRRLLLRRRRBBRRRRRRLLLRRBBBRRRAARRTT*

A 7 second long fart rippled out of her asshole, filling my nose with pure shit molecules as it had no other way to go. I flailed my legs around, squirming as I hated the shitty smell even after having been a toilet for several weeks now. Monica of course was NOT happy about this and flattened her hand before delivering a sharp slap onto my reveald and already injured balls.

*SLAAP*

„MFJFHHHHH!!!“

A muffled scream could be heard coming from Angela’s big asscheeks as I shrieked in pain.

„Yeah, don‘t ever do that again! Toilets don‘t fucking move you useless bitch!“ Monica screeched

„Still, he‘s pretty hng *PRAABB* well behaved if I do say so myself..“ Angela reiterated, continuously blasting my face with her toxic gas

*PLRROOOOORBBBBBBBFRRRRRRRRRAAARRFFFFT*

Right after she bombed my nose with the most explosive, wet fart yet, staining my whole face with shit as well. I was disturbed by how many farts this woman had in store.

„Pheww, Sundaes always kick in the hardest.“ Angela sighed

Monica suddenly whimpered in distress, her belly distending because of how much gas there was inside. She bit her lip, looking at the messy MILF carelessly sitting on my face like it‘s a cushion.

„A-angela… I feel like I‘m gonna explode… I know you have priority because of your IBS, but I really, really need him…“ she mentioned with a lot of labor in her voice

Angela nodded:“Of course, he belongs to you after all. Let me just… one last one... HNFGGG“

*PAAAOOORAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRROOOOOOOOFFFFFTTT*

One last earth shattering fart exploded in my mouth, shooting the tainted and nasty shit-air down my throat and into my lungs. Angela slowly got up, lifting her incredibly sweaty asscheeks and FINALLY giving me at least one second to breathe some air. But I quickly was robbed of that privilege.

*PLAB*

Monica wasted not time and planted her almost as heavy bare asscheeks on my face, grinding her messy asshole into my dry, wrinkled mouth. She stopped for a second, aiming her puffy asshole lips directly into my gullet.

*prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaarrrraaaarrrrrrraabbbbbrrrRRRRRRAAAAAARRRRRBBBBRRRROOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHTTTTTTTT*

An absolute cataclysm of a fart ricocheted in my esophagus as Monica gave her very best to bombard my mouth with the most vile, 15 second long gas bomb. It instantly made my stomach rise two or three centimeters because of its volume alone.

„Wooooah! Your farts are far worse than mine!“ Angela laughed half jokingly and half in awe

„Ughn, swallow, you dumb fuck…“ groaned Monica

*PLOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT*

Another fart was blasted into my poor mouth, being pretty short but making up for it by how incredibly wet it was. My teeth and tongue got splashed by dark brown specks of shit, causing me to retch loudly.

Monica shoved spoonful after spoonful of her ice cream aggressively into her mouth, seemingly „fueling“ herself to fill me up properly. She eventually finished her Sundae, of course after Angela‘s was long gone.

*PRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBFFRRRRRETTTTTTTTT*

Another wet fart echoed in my mouth, making my mind spin with the overly disgusting taste. One would think that I was used to the smell, taste or feeling of a disgusting, sloppy and messy fart, but every time Monica apathetically forced her wrinkly asshole on my mouth and pumped my lungs full of her bowel content, it was beyond revolting. She, on the other hand, experienced pure bliss, moaning all the time.

„AHH…. This is so fucking good, Angela. I always get wet using him. Definitely way wetter than when I had that fucking limp dicked business husband.“ Monica said while grinding her asshole on my face, smearing it with her dark brown shit some more

„It‘s really nice, I have to admit.“ Angela responded

*GRUAMMBLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Angela‘s stomach suddenly started to rumble loudly, signaling something horrendous. She doubled over while clutching her belly.

„A-and useful too… g-give me… g-give me his mouth please! NOW!“ she stammered, every word laced with urgency

Monica got a little confused but also smirked as she had a slight idea of what was about to happen. While still sitting on my face, Monica locked my arms and legs with metallic chains that restrained all of my movement. She then gracefully slid off my face, making me gasp for air in the few seconds I had the chance to.

GUUUUURHHHHHHH

But right when I gasped for air, Angela jumped on top of me and squatted her humongous ass over my face. She sloppily grabbed her asscheeks, spreading them and aiming her huge, brown asshole at my mouth. It was twice as huge as any of the assholes the other freaks had, striking me with fear. I swear I could feel the air pressure change as she started grunting.

„HMPFFFGF“

And then it happened.

*CRAACCKKKKOOOKKCKKKKLLLLLLEEEEEEEEERRR*

A dark brown, almost blackish, magnificently COLOSSAL log of shit fought its way out of her wrinkly asshole. The sound of it spawning was one that made my stomach churn, and seeing it peek out of her crater of an asshole gave me an idea of the hell I was about to experience.

Trembling, I weakly opened my mouth. It took every fiber of my body to not instantly close my maw again, since I was looking at the biggest fucking turd I had seen in my life. Monica‘s and Ashley‘s were no contest.

„AHAHAHAAAA! You make me look like I am merciful, Angela! My god, what is that?!“ uttered Monica while biting her lips and sneakily sliding one of her hands down her crotch to actually rub one out

„HANNNNNGFFFFF! FFUUUUUCK, COME OUT! YOU FUCKING TOILET, YOU BETTER SWALLOW ALL OF THIS!“ screamed Angela, suddenly not the shy woman anymore in the face of debauchery and urgency

Even though Angela‘s asshole was so huge, the log BARELY was able to slide out. After 3 whole minutes of loud grunts and Angela permanently pushing like she was giving birth, the log parked its way in my mouth and throat. It stretched my jaw, tonsils and throat as its only goal was my defenseless stomach. I shivered in disgust, feeling so unbelievably ill as I had to chew on this slimy, thick wooden log of shit. Every synapse of my brain told me to vomit without hesitation, showing me just how much worse Angela‘s shit was than any turd I had eaten by that point.

Monica noticed that my chewing was a little hesitant and quickly stepped on one of my squished nuts with her sharp heel, eliciting a scream of agony that could barely be heard with the log in my mouth.

"HAFMMMMPFHGH!"

„You better fucking chew and swallow of all her delicious shit down, you heard me? For a toilet, there is no ‚I don‘t want to chew‘, got it? I‘ve trained you well enough. And if you really disobey like a little bitch, then we can do our second waterboarding session with each other. How does that sound?“ challenged Monica angrily

My eyes widened and I instantly picked up my chewing, redoubling my efforts to really get the log down. But that just made the taste of rotten shit way worse, sending tingles of grossness through my body once more.

Meanwhile, Angela was still squatting over my face and aiming her dilated, messy anus at my mouth. It seemed like she was waiting for something, her face still strained.

„F-fuck, why are you so slow? Come on, swallow it already… did you really think that was all I had to shit out?“ Angela asked like it was the most obvious thing to assume

„MFGHHHF?“ I let out a muffled sound of shock, not wanting to believe there is more.

Monica stood there, still rubbing one out and even having started to record the whole thing on her phone. She grinned shamelessly.

Angela frowned and growled, before becoming too impatient:

„FUCK IT! I DON‘T WANNA WAIT JUST BECAUSE A TOILET IS MALFUNCTIONING! EAT ALL OF THIS!“

I weakly shook my head, still trying to chew the unbearably awful dark brown log stuck in my body, but she did not care.

Her asshole puckered again. I expected another monstrosity of a log that I could at least chew on after I was finished with the first time. But oh boy was I wrong.

*SCHLOOORRPPPPRRAAAPPPPFFRRRRRRRAAAAGFFRRRRPPPRRROOOORRRTTT*

A literal CASCADE of thick, gooey diarrhea shot into my mouth, taking no effort to overflow my entire mouth and continue pouring out onto my face. It flooded my nose next, making me choke as vile, viscous shit blocked every airway I owned. After completely filling my orifices with shit, the diarrhea continued to pour over my whole face, covering my eyes with rotten shit too. Even after all of my face was a literal shitty mess and drowned in her shit, she continued pushing it out. It was so much that my hair was bleached with a dark brown color. After a whole 3 minuted of her ordeal, she finally finished.

„AHHHHH, FUCKKKK… See, that happens when you are a useless toilet…Sigh“ Angela worded it like it was my fault, shaking off any last particle of shit stuck to her ass

I gagged and gasped, hoping for any fresh air to help me survive through this. This only caused me to swallow more of her viscous diarrhea plastered over my face, be it mouth or nose. The smell couldn’t be described as just unbearable. It smelled like a cow barn, but after the cows unloaded all of their manure on top of my face. I struggled for my life, my nose, eyes, and of course mouth burning as I had to deal with pounds of shit. And the worst of all was the thick log still not even halfway chewed through, mingling with the liquid shit entering my mouth as I battled for air.

It was a nightmare. No, it was actual HELL. But these two of course did not even have a singular shred of sympathy for me.

I was still gagging and convulsing as I was suffocating of shit.

*URKRGGHHHH BLERGHZH*

„God, I unloaded everything from the last three days here, man… sorry Monica, I hope you are not too mad if he dies right here, hahahah!“

Angela jokingly said

„I would be a little sad, but it would be a worthy death for someone useless like him.“ responded Monica with a giggle

*BLUUUUURGGHHHHH*

After 20 minutes of swallowing as much as I could and then violently vomiting out onto my face again, I passed out.

Patrick’s face was a mess consisting of puke and feces, the smell unimaginably vile. It was like a corpse decomposing, which was ironic, since Patrick looked like one too. Monica wafted the air in disgust while looking at the poor slave disappointingly.

„Man, come on! I thought I trained him well enough. Be right back, Angela.“

Angela got a little curious, not understanding where Monica was scurrying off too. A few minutes later, Monica returned with an awfully familiar syringe containing a white liquid.

„Look at this. Technology gifted me a way to even get him out of his pathetic sleep. That way he has nowhere to escape to, not even the dream realm.“ Monica said sadistically, swaying over before injecting the Adrenaline inducing liquid into Patrick‘s arm

I instantly woke up with blood rushing through my veins. The Adrenaline made me fully conscious, causing me to inhale the rotten mix of vomit and expired shit on my face again. I gagged loudly, almost puking again.

„Hope your sleep was good, you insufferable toilet. You know that it is absolutely forbidden for you to wake up, right?“

I panted heavily, sounding like a pig again. My vocal cords were so fucked at that point that I could barely answer if I wanted to. And with the shit and stomach produce all over my face, everything burned.

„I‘m talking to YOU!“ Monica angrily repeated, slamming her elbow into my bloated stomach

I vomited again, resulting in my face becoming more of a mess. Somehow opening my mouth, I managed to give her an answer:

„Y-yes, I‘m sorry… a toilet should always be ready and never out of order…“

„Good. Now open again.“

Next was Monica squatting over my face, her pale, huge asscheeks wobbling as she spread them. Her brown starfish of an anus gaped, showing me a sight I all too well already knew. Well, a 'sight' was an overstatement. I could not see anything with the mountain of vile shit on my face.

*CRAAAACCCKKKLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Another abomination of a turd searched for an opening as it dangled out of her asshole. It smelled just as horrific as Angela‘s, making my already abused stomach ponder if it should vomit again.

„You‘re so lucky to have owners that can clog toilets with all the shit they have to let out! It would have been a bummer if only one or at most two shits per day was your nourishment… but don‘t you worry one bit!“ Monica grinned, squatting a bit lower to let the log fill my mouth up faster

While thinking of disobeying and closing my mouth, I couldn’t decide which was worse: their awful bowel movement or their punishment methods. But being the toilet I was, I, of course, kept my mouth open and let the awfully bitter, vile and revolting piece of crap flow down my throat.

Just as I was closing my eyes to try and power through this, I felt a weirdly satisfactory sensation overcome my body. I opened my eyes, seeing Monica suddenly stroke my dick!

„Mhmm, how is my rotten shit?“ she sultrily asked while pumping my disfigured cock with one hand

Quickly I was torn between feeling pleasure and being overly disgusted by the mess on my face. I just couldn’t get hard, especially by someone diabolical like Monica.

„How is it when I do… this?“ Monica asked, leaning down to give the underside of my dick a sloppy, slow lick

Holding back moans became harder and harder as she was still stroking my semi-hard dick.

„Don‘t worry, just relax and enjoy it~“ she again sultrily told me, placing her lips just on the tip of my cock

More and more tingles of satisfaction coursed through my body, making it almost impossible to resist actually enjoying it. She continued sucking and eventually, I gave up, letting out a partially suppressed moan. But right as I started moaning, Monica pressed her asshole onto my shitty mouth and-

*porrraabbrrrSBBRRRSSSCHROOOPPPOOOSCHHRLLOOOOOOOAARRRBBBBBBTTTTT*

-released an ungodly amount of diarrhea into my mouth. It took me so hard by surprise that I choked on it and couldn’t swallow properly, causing some of the overflowing, hot diarrhea to shoot out of my nose. It was revolting, making me feel like I was a sewage pipe.

„GKRKHGGRRBUMLLUURP“

„Bwahaha! You sound like a hog, you filthy animal! How do you like mommy‘s suckles while she fucking shits down your throat, hmm?“

After amusing herself by watching continuously, Angela joined in too. She kneeled down between my legs and I shuddered as I suddenly felt two warm, incredibly soft mountains wrap around my dick.

„And how are my pillowy tits?“ Angela asked while working my now erect cock with her huge boobs

„Ahhn..“

Suppressing the sensation was futile, so I began moaning frequently. Right when Monica noticed me enjoying Angela‘s ministrations, she grit her teeth and pushed hard.

*PAORRAABBBLLLLLLLRRRAAAFFRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTRRA*

Another warm, wet and foul fart erupted out of her anus, making sure to coat every corner of my mouth. I felt like inhaling mustard gas, my entire insides burning because of shit air. I despised the rotten, spoiled milk taste that I knew all too well from swallowing so many farts.

Still, my dick stayed hard and grew even further under Angela‘s work.

It was so bad that my eyes rolled into the back of my head because of the mind breaking situation. Sloppy sucking sounds could be heard as Monica dove back down to blow me, helping Angela.

„Tell me my fucking toilet, do you *SUCK* like Angela‘s tits more? Or my *MFGGH*… slick mouth?“ Monica wanted to know while bobbing her head up and down my dick

Not long after both started to work on my rod I felt like just relieving myself and spurting out rope after rope of cum. It at least would mean a small shred of enjoyment in this otherwise hellish prison I had to suffer in. But between all the pleasure, nausea and suffering I felt, a deep fear festered itself. What punishment would they give me if I just couldn’t control my load? Biting my lip, I decided to completely restrain myself from cumming.

Monica of course recognized that in no seconds, the devilish creature she was. A teasing look could be read off her face.

„Hmmm? Is someone not grateful for their gift?“ she mockingly questioned, redoubling her efforts and sucking even harder

The pressure in my abused balls built to a fever pitch, clearly leaving me no choice but to come soon. Even worse was the fact that all my limbs were locked in place, making it so it was impossible to prevent anything for me. My fully erect dick throbbed as the temptation did not stop, but just further increased.

„Come on, stop resisting our sweet present! Do you really not like my boobs squishing your cock? That‘s hurting my feelings..“ Angela said in mock-sadness

*PRRROOAAAABBBBBRRFFFRRRRAAAAAFFRTT*

Monica laughed with her mouth around my dick but had to swiftly stop, pushing out a cheesy fart onto my tongue and tastebuds. My body quivered as the pleasure I felt was abruptly cut off by her nauseating, hot gas completely entering my lungs.

„Phew… we are some poor women, being affected by a small Sundae so much. Don‘t you think so, Angela?“ Monica said before bobbing her head up and down again, bringing me close to ejaculating

„You‘re so right. If only someone understood half of the agony we have to experience, man… speaking of the Sundae, let‘s switch, Monica. I have some more to feed him~“ snickered Angela with a smile that conveyed devilish ulterior motives

They both got up to switch positions, causing my body to tense up as I was just about to release my huge load. A hefty glob of precum accumulated on the tip of my cock, a testament to just how close I was to coming.

Two huge globes of asscheeks eclipsed my view as Angela wasted no time plummeting down on my messy face.

„Phew… here goes nothing!“ exclaimed Angela before straining audibly

She gripped my head tightly, pulling it deeply into her asscrack and pressing her sphincter against my mouth. This effectively cut off my entire airflow, but that would reveal itself to be the tiniest problem.

All the while Monica was positioned between my legs now, looking at my cock slowly softening like a predator looked at its prey.

„Ouffh, if you are able to take this then I might just try to convince Monica to have you for myself again. Open up, toilet! HNGGGGGF“

A gutturual groan could be heard coming from Angela as her already huge asshole pulsated and stretched around my forcibly open mouth.

Her abdomen distended and expanded roundly like a ripe fruit ready to burst, displaying the growing pressure in her guts.

Me whimpering for mercy did not interest the two cruel monsters, Angela only pushing even more.

„DON‘T YOU DARE THINK ABOUT CLOSING!“ Angela screamed out while grimacing

*CRAAAOCCCCCKCKKKKKKKKLLLLLLEEEEEEEERRRREEEEE*

Suddenly, my lips became the victim of a monstrous, club-shaped turd that emerged out of her obscenely stretched rim. The log was immense, easily 6 inches in diameter and 12 inches long. Its surface was irregular, pockmarked with small cracks and ridges that collected my saliva as it went into my throat. Having no other way then to go down my poor throat, it exhausted my jaw and cheek muscles.

*BLURREGGHH URRRGULKK*

I gagged and choked as the behemoth of shit hit the back of my throat. There was no way it could fit, so I gave my very best at chewing the brown snake. This caused the surface to crack and flake apart, releasing a cascade of foul flavors. Rotten vegetables, meats and earthy notes of sulfur coated my tastebuds in the noxious mass.

Angela moaned without end, blissfully loving the relief while Monica was vigorously stroking my dick. Her explosive stroking managed to actually get me erect, even though I essentially would rather die then have to swallow this bulbous turd.

„Fuhhuuucck, a normal toilet would have been clogged by now… It‘s sooo fucking good to have a bowl that magically makes your awful shits disappear, fuck yes!“ moaned Angela in ecstasy, forcing the unwieldy turd further down my esophagus

„URGGHGHKKRUGHH… GRRUAHHHGKR“

The great weight of the fecal mess threatened to dislodge my tonsils as Angela finally shat out the tail end of the mucous turd.

With my mouth and entire throat filled with shit, I sighed, at least being able to now properly chew it. But Angela quickly destroyed that small relief by letting soft, small and creamy turds plop out of her asshole in rapid succession.

*PLORVBB PLORRSBBBR* *SQUEEEELCHHHH*

„Hnngfg, sorry, bidet. Seems like you are really working overtime today.“

In tandem with the never ending turds plopping into my maw, Monica still stroked my cock like it owed her money. Muffled cries could be heard coming from my shit filled, chipmunk cheeks as I again was close to splurting my jizz everywhere. My already irreversibly damaged testicles started hurting, not being able to release all the tension and pressure Monica was building up.

„Hmm, come onnnn~ Cum for us, you will surely not regret it“ Monica taunted, now teasing me with partial licks

Angela, on the other hand, never stopped her bowel release. Her ass offered a barrage of small turds that did not fit into my already full cheeks anymore, plummeting down onto my face. One got stuck in my nose, one fell across my eyes and the rest piled up on the now dried shit and vomit mixture coating my face.

I panted like a person with the worst asthma in the world, begging for any amount of fresh air, but in return only receiving rotten turds.

My dick getting stroked didn‘t help much either, again bringing me milliseconds close to coming.

But she stopped right before I could, holding my dick tightly shut and increasing my suffering further. Stopping her assault of feces, Angela probably felt pounds lighter.

They switched again, Monica also quickly releasing a sizeable log straight across my face as Angela gave me an irresistible boobjob.

Ten more minutes of this continued, them taunting me, shitting or farting on my face and pleasuring me but stopping right before I could actually ejaculate. My already aching nuts now had an awful additional pain as I got blue balls from all the teasing. Tears streamed down my face, the rivulets not even being able to flow down my chin due to knotty turds blocking them.

„Ahahaha, this is just the fucking best… fuck, it really REEKS in here though! Bad job, you useless existence! We shouldn’t have even given you the pleasure of getting hard. Although… it‘s kinda hot to see you suffering since you can‘t cum either!“ cackled Monica while Angela grinningly went down between my legs again

„Yes, it‘s hilarious. Let’s see how much more you can take~“ Angela said before diving down my cock, relaxing her throat muscles to deepthroat me

„AHFRGGH“

Covered in shit, I let out a muffled scream of pleasure, disgust and suffering. Shivers struck my body as the pressure in my testicles intensified again.

Searching for my mouth, Monica carefully placed her anus above it. It was barely visible, covered by a thick layer of shit. Nothing of my face was visible actually. If my lower body didn‘t show any skin, one could have assumed that I am not even of white complexion.

*FLAAAOOOOOORRRBBBAAAAAAGGGRRRTTTTT*

A powerful jet of gas shot out of Monica‘s asshole, carrying with it so much force that it blew away the shit covering my lips. It was, naturally, awful and not enjoyable at all, but I actually was glad that she removed some of the waste laying upon my face.

That‘s just how desperate I was at this point, being happy over a fart blasting into my mouth.

„Sorry toilet, but I don‘t really have any turds left. I think I unloaded everything. Hope you are not mad at me. But I can compensate with some delicious smelling and tasting farts!“ laughed Monica

Angela resumed her blow- and boobjob, dragging her lips along my whole dick and making me shudder.

*PROBAAAAFFRRRRRRRSSSSCHTTTRRASSSSSSSFFFFRGGRRRT*

True to her word, Monica clenched her asscheeks and forced out another terribly wet fart directly into my mouth.

More tingles of disgust washed over my body, but I couldn’t hold my semen back again.

Angela vigorously continued her boobjob and it all became too much, prompting me to shoot out a fat load of cum that she dodged.

„Oh? What do we have her? I must say, I‘m glad you like our tasty ‚treats‘ so much that you cum from them, but... I think punishment is still due, right?“ Monica teasingly asked me the rhetorical question

Dazed and weakened both mentally and physically, I couldn’t answer. My mind spun, not being able to take all of this torture.

„Hello? I think I didn’t hear an answer, did I now?“ Monica asked before slamming her fist onto one of my nuts that was covered with jizz now

„GGHAAAAAAAAAAAA!“ I yelped in pain, but even that wasn’t very loud in my broken state

„Tch… did you not hear me? Did we shit in your fucking ears or are you just deaf? Answer… is punishment justified here?“ she angrily asked

I tried my very best to lift my neck and managed to actually nod weakly.

„There we go, wasn‘t so hard now, hm? Anyways, me and Angela need to restock on some food. So don‘t get too impatient while we savor our huge buffet.“

They both left while pinching their noses in disgust, leaving my face looking like it had a shit face mask for skincare. My dick and testicles were both swollen and sticky as they were covered in my own spunk and I felt like I didn’t take a shower in 3 months. The unbearable rotten smell of shit in my nose did not help that.

[——FOUR HOURS LATER——]

Four hours of pure agony passed before Angela and Monica strutted back into the room, looking like they were pregnant, their bellies almost twice their original size. First spoke Monica, her tone and face already beaming with excitement:

„Maaaan! We really outdid ourselves there, stuffing us full like never before! Good for you, toilet, that means more gifts~ BUT! We thought of a special idea, since you disappointed us quite a bit back there. Look here!“

I shakingly lifted my head to look in her general direction, barely being able to make it. Monica held up a small metallic gadget with some sort of silver rod coming out of it. Not knowing what it was didn’t make me any less scared of the unknown device, the opposite actually.

„This is a special kind of device that has been designed specifically for welding!“

„Welding?“ I thought to myself in terror, not even fathoming where this would be going

„You‘re probably confused, but it‘s really easy to understand the implication here. Remember how Angela needs to get up every few seconds to go to the toilet because of her IBS? That‘s especially annoying at night, she told me…“ Monica said while looking at Angela, the two faking an emotion of understanding sympathy

„Exactly. Imagine what that whole buffet we ate will do to me tonight! I feel the effects of it right now actually, it‘s awful! But, with this little technology here we can just… weld your useful mouth to my asshole to make sure nothing escapes. How does that sound?“ Angela asked me, sounding like she thinks I would love the idea of that

Trying to shake my head did not even work in the slightest and Angela wasted no time in heavily pressing her asshole against my overworked lips.

Still pinching her nose in disgust, Monica came closer to clean off the shit residue still on my face using a damp towel.

„You‘re being really disappointing, toilet.“, Monica mentioned while placing the silver rod attachment of the device between my mouth and Angela‘s anus, „But that‘s going to change now~“

A sizzling sound could be heard as Monica circled the rod around, connecting my mouth to Angela‘s asshole by using thermic energy.

Angela:“That‘s just perfect, my very own portable toilet!“

I couldn’t believe what was happening, how were they so indifferent about this? Complete desperation washed over me as Angela stood up and carried me to one of the guest rooms that Monica offered her. My lips hurt terribly, clinging to her asshole after they got scorched by the rod.

Angela shut the door, waddling to the king sized bed before jumping onto her stomach while sighing.

„Man, Monica is just the best. I love how she always has a solution for my problems. And the food her premium chefs cook her are so delicious too. We each ate lobster pasta, a Poke Bowl, a large steak with a creamy potato aligot and a Beef Wellington. Oh and I can‘t forget about that delicious Soufflé at the end. So good, but I could have never eaten it without Monica making you my portable toilet. I‘ll thoroughly enjoy this! Good night, toilet.“

*GRRRUOOOOORRMBBBLLELEEEEEEEE*

She relaxed with a loud sigh and grumble coming from her stomach, arching her back and pushing her fat ass into my face a bit more just to-

*PRRRROOOOAAGRRRAAAAAABBBBBBBFRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAOOFFFRRRTTTT*

-push out a rotten, meaty and eggy fart that didn‘t miss any of my mouth since I was connected to her anus now. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I had to swallow every molecule of that gas rush.

Puke went up my throat again, but I knew better than to let it out and make my life hell again. Furthermore, my throat and teeth already hurt from all the vomiting from before.

*SNOOOOORREEEEEEE*

Angela simply fell asleep, a satisfied grin visible on her face. Her puffy asshole quivered around my lips, warning me of more emissions that were to come. Escaping was not a feasible reality for me though.

*brrrrrrrrroaaaarRAAAAAARRRAAABBBBBBBFFRAAAAAAAAATTTTFRR*

The second meaty fart of the night protruded onto my tongue, kindly burning my insides with how hot it was. It was even worse, carrying an earthy, sour taste that made it seem even more rotten.

*BRRRROOAAFRT*

*FRAAAAAAAARRRTTTTTTTTR*

*BRRRRAAAPP*

*BFFRWOATT*

An onslaught of shitty gas expulsions shot out of her asshole, me having to inhale every single one of her farts and choking because I was taking them in so deeply into my lungs.

My own stomach expended outwards, inflating as I had to swallow fart after fart.

*FRAAAATT*

*PRRRRRRRRRRBAAAMMMFFPPPRRT*

*GGKKFLLRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOAAAFRRT*

Her gut worked overtime, producing the absolute worst tasting, sulfur-laced fumes that exploded into my mouth. Some were so powerful that they came out of my nose, searing my nostrils on their way out.

*PRRRAAAAAAAAAOOOOFFGGGRRRTTBBBBRRTTAAFRT*

*PLLLRLLRLRAABBABABLLARRT*

This happened for the next 20 minutes, my body getting pumped full of farts that were not made for human consumption. Swallowing fart after fart left a permanent taste of shit, rot and eggs on my tastebuds that constantly made me want to vomit again.

*PREAASSSSSSCSHHRRRRTOLLLOOORRRPPSSSRTGFCH*

Only after a while did something change. The most recent fart was still just as terrible as the previous ones but also disgustingly wet, splattering my teeth with liquid shit droplets.

This foretold the catastrophe bound to happen…

*GRUMMMMOBBBBBBLLLEEAA*

An ominous rumble echoed deep within Angela‘s abdomen, the reverberations transmitted through her intestines as a MASSIVE buildup of shit readied itself to erupt. Nothing I could have done would have prepared me for what was coming, so I just closed my eyes shut and prayed while shivering in fear.

*CRAAAOOOCCKKKOOOOAAAKLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEE*

The most enormous, knotty log began descending through her rectal canal, stretching her anus to its limits and my mouth alongside it. It barely fit into my mouth, filling it to capacity and plummeting down into my stomach with its sharp, pungent feeling.

Hitting my tongue caused the turd to release a cacophony of repulsive flavor that assaulted my tastebuds. It had the overwhelming, sickening taste of bile and sulfur and left a searing, caustic burn on my palate as it punched its way into my gut.

„GUURRGHKKKK… H-HEEELP..“

I gagged and screamed for help with some remaining energy, hoping I could reach any sane person. That was obviously futile, leaving me to my fate. Just as managed to chew the first turd to a somewhat manageable size, her asshole ring stretched out again:

*CRAAAOOOOCCCKKKAAALLLLEEEE*

The next gargantuan turd blasted out of her cavernous hole, weighing down on the vile mass already plaguing my tastebuds. I choked severely as more and more fresh(or rather rotten) shit poured into my poor body, assaulting me without ends.

Somehow, I survived while swallowing the huge first load, making me believe I was struck by luck. Or maybe misfortune, however you want to look at it.

Biting into the second log proved itself to be even more unbearable. Each tortured chew sent fresh jolts of revulsion through my entire being. The rubbery consistency stretched between my teeth, strings of viscous, brown slime bridging the gaps. Bitter notes of rancid oil coated my tongue, searing the delicate tissue of my mouth with its rotten flavor.

*PRRPOOAAAABBBBBFFRRRRTTTFFFRRRRAAAAAFFFFFFFLLLRLRRRRTTTTTTTTOOOOBBTT*

And just when I thought I could concentrate on mushing down this awful piece of shit, Angela (or rather her ass) proved me wrong: a drawn-out, squelching fart issued from between her asscheeks, sounding like a low drone as the pressurized gas tried to find release.

Hot, corrosive and unimaginably fetid was the gas as it engulfed the turd I was chewing on.

*CRAAACCKKLLLEEEEEEEE*

Over the rest of the (for me) sleepless night, Angela continued evacuating her bowels down my labored throat, unconsciously grunting with each abominable expulsion. My throat convulsed and spasmed as the thick, hot turds forced their way down into my stomach. The pressure alone was so intense that it threatened to rupture my esophageal walls, sending jolts of agony into my entire torso.

*PRRRROOAAAANLLCCRRAACKKKKFFRTTTTTRART*

Forced to chew on each and single one of her logs tortured me into an almost mind-broken state. The fibrous strands of undigested food

matter got caught in my teeth and the softer pockets of her disgusting shit oozed with liquified feces around my gums.

It was so unbearable that I really could not take it anymore, it was just too much.

So I ultimately just gave in and vomited everything out.

*BLUUUUUUUEEERGHHHHHHHHHGGRUUZKKRKGGHTTT

After somewhat recovering, I saw that some of my barf remained in my mouth, but the most actually went into her… asshole. I literally vomited into her ass.

I was glad to get it out, but this was a horrible, horrible mistake…

Not much happened for the next hour or so, Angela still carelessly sleeping, even with… puke in her ass. But her asshole lips suddenly bulged out again:

*PRRAFFFRTTSSCSHHRRRLARRRPPPTT*

A powerful fart echoed in my mouth again, being all too well known for me by now. It wouldn’t have been too bad if not for…

My vomit being propelled into my mouth because of the fart. My eyes widened in terror as I understood the grave I dug myself and I again tried pushing against her huge ass to free myself, but to no avail.

*PRAAAAAAAAOOBBBFDRRRRTTTSSCHRRTORPT*

More puke flew into my mouth as she lazily pumped my gullet full of her farts.

*FRAAPPPPPTRSSCHLOIRRRPPPRRRTTTAAFRT*

I panted heavily, not being able to take this much longer. But right then, I got a small break. Nothing happened for the next 20 minutes, and I relaxed a bit. How gullible of me.

*GREUUUAAAMBBLLLEEEEEE*

Sloshing and grumbling sounds announced one of the worst things to happen to me in my time as a toilet.

Those grumbling sounds of course never meant good, as a huge load of shit would be arriving soon. But I heard those sounds so often that I got conditioned and didn't really realize how fucked I was.

Then I remembered how even the smallest of her farts were putting me in hell just because of my own puke.

„MFGHHHFFNNHNG! HMMFFGHH! HELELPHMGGH!“ I let out muffled screams, flailing my arms around and trying to escape in any kind of way possible

But, like in the words of the wise Monica, this was my fate.

*SSSSCHHLOOAARRRPRPPPPSSCHRRRAAAFFFSSRRXHPPPRRRRAAASSCHRRRTTTTTPPPRRT*

A veritable fat, shiny and chunky tsunami of diarrhea erupted out of her asshole, bringing with it ALL of the puke I poured into her anus. A hot, all encompassing feeling of rot and death spread into my mouth, tonsils, throat and stomach as the diabolical concoction of waste products relentlessly entered my system.

It was painful, acidic, tangy, rotten, meaty and only vile. Having nowhere else to go, it filled my stomach up completely and made it look like a grotesque parody of pregnancy.

*SCHLOOOOAARRRPPPPSSCHRRLLOPRRT*

Her sloppy landslide of diarrhea only stopped after 10 whole minutes, leaving me feeling molested and physically destructed. But of course, Angela slept through all of it.

It all became too much and my body gave up, making me pass out again. Sloshing sounds could be heard as the different noxious masses in my gut mixed together, having to somehow be digested even though they were literally 99% waste. My body was rotting from the inside by now.

CHAPTER 9: CHILI DAY

[——1 DAY LATER——]

I woke up in my all too familiar basement, locked in the metallic machine again. Instantly recognizing how my throat and tongue were painfully burning, I began coughing. That‘s when I suddenly remembered the disturbing imagery from the previous night, which made me almost vomit on the spot. My body also felt incredibly weak, like it was trying to tell me that what I ate lately was not right.

*THWOMP THWOMP THWUMP*

Footsteps. Ashley?

„Heyyyy, toilet bitch.“

Yeah, Ashley.

„Mom told me how much fun you three had yesterday! You must have just loved all the runny, disgustingly crumbly and rock solid shit that you had to chew down, didn‘t you?“ she cackled, slowly approaching me like a predator would its prey

She took one look at my face, chuckling pitifully.

„Look at you. That Angela lady did a number on you, huh? You actually never looked worse, to be quite frank. But the best part is that she slept through all of it! She only realized what she did when she woke up and found you, passed out, still french kissing her asshole hahaha! How proud she must have been to see how much she filled you up~“ Ashley said, poking my distended belly and causing a sharp pain to enter me

Collecting a sudden glob of spit again, she kicked my belly to make me open up.

„Open.“

„MFGHG! AHH!“ after letting out a shriek of pain, I opened my mouth for her bodily fluid

*HAWWKWKK PTTUUUUAH*

A heavy, frothy ball of green mucus landed on my tongue, coating it with its slimy texture. I recoiled a bit, but nonetheless swallowed the salty puddle of Ashley‘s bacteria in my mouth.

„Good fucking toilet bitch. You know who’s coming today? My two best friends, Emma and Diana! Hope you‘re excited, it‘s gonna be a reaal good party eating all of that Chili and having someone to deal with the consequences! Better prepare real good." she told me, laughing mischievously

I coughed a bit, still having the taste of shit on my tongue and trying to get it to leave before talking:"W-when exactly will they arrive..?"

My feeble tone while asking the question made Ashley laugh dominantly.

"Hahahhh... Why would I ever tell you, you filthy pig? You have no priviliges in this house, remember. You are only a toilet."

*SLAP*

She responded, slapping me across my disfigured face without even thinking twice. Her fingers suddenly typed away at the keyboard of this hellish machine.

*WHIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

It loosened its pressure around my whole body, slowly opening up and making me fall straight onto my face.

"Oww.... what are you" before I could even finish asking, Ashley was walking out already

Turning around for a second, she looked dowm at me with a creepy smile:

"Get going already. I wanted to see how much you can walk after being our literal toilet all this time, so make me proud. And I also wanted to see if you would actually try to escape or if we already are way past that point."

Without caring enough to watch me intently, she continued strutting towards the exit of the disgusting basement.

Man, having a moment to really look at her ass and curvy figure made me a little jealous of what I could have had. But instead, I was not a regular guy anymore who was allowed the satisfaction of beautiful women. I at most served their asses, you probably couldn't even call me a Beta. I was way less than that.

My legs were already affected by an immense atrophy, meaning I barely could go up the stairs and out the huge door, having to crawl up to it. After I painfully crawled up the stairs, Ashley was actually waiting for me outside.

"Hmm. Seems like you are not trying to escape. But still, you are being way too slow right now! This is just not gonna do it... " she said, conveniently pulling out a collar and a leash that she totally did not already have with her

"D-Don't worry, I won't escape... you don't have to do this, I'll follow you into the living room" I told her weakly, being already completely submissive and not wanting anymore punishment

She simply shook her head, kneeling down to put the black collar around my neck and fasten it. A white inscription reading "Toilet" was written on the collar.

"Why so scared, I always was a good owner, was I not? Are you... challenging my skills as your owner? Smells like punishment..." she said in mock innocence, pressing a button attached to the leash she was holding

An electric shock shot through my body, causing a sharp pain and making me instantly fall onto the ground. The pain was all too well known, making me quiver in fear for the next time she would use it.

She quickly gave her reason as to why she did it:

„Too slow. Diana and Emma will actually arrive soon, so get going already.“

Tapping her foot, she showed me just how impatient she was. I tried dragging my half rotten, skinny parody of a normal human body across the marble foor, but every limb and bone of my body hurt.

*ZAPP*

„AHHHH“ a painful shriek could be heard as Ashley sent another electric current into my limbs

„Don‘t you want to make a good first impression, hmm? What will they think of you at this rate…“ she said while shaking her head, feigning worry

I couldn’t care less about a „first impression“ or any other impression in that regard. Honestly, I just wanted to tell Ashley how much I hated them or any guest they brought with them, but I was probably better off not doing that. That said, I began crawling.

*ZAPP*

After an arduous process of me dragging my body through half the mansion and Ashley painfully reminding me to crawl faster, we were at yet another living room. It wasn't the one were Monica and Angela... 'took care of me', but I still remembered it. It was the one from their games night, where they had 2 premium chefs prepare an abundance of indian food.

The smell of a spicy, meaty and generally savory dish could be smelled just being in the living room. Chili con carne.

"There we are. You know what, I'm generous, so I'll let you in on a little something. Diana and Emma are coming in around 30 minutes already"

Waiting with an obvious glimmer of horror and primal fear in my eyes, I could see Ashley already starting to bring chunk after chunk of the rich Chili con carne into her mouth. This was of course making me even more scared, seeing how she prepared herself for making my life a living hell again.

But worse was my poor body yearning for actual edible food. Disgusting masses of vomit, scat and other liquids I don't want to think about were the only things my stomach was given to digest. This emptiness made it grumble in pain.

*grrrrubabmBbBLLlLllELLLLLLEEEEEEEE*

Ashley heard this, promptly turning around and smirking with evil intent.

"Seems like someone is hungry, huh? I am just SOOO glad we will be able to feed you properly~" she said with a punchably annoying laughter

*RINNNNNNGGGGGG*

Just on cue, someone arrived at the front gate of their huge yard, ringing the doorbell. There they were, the ones who would torture me for the next few hours.

"Oohhhh, they actually came earlier than I thought! No worries, means we have more time to have fun together. Wait here, I'll get them." she casually told me, acting like she doesn't torment day in and day out

*gruuuuuuumbleee*

Feeling the effects of the spicy Chili con carne set in, she abruptly stopped her running and forced her big ass into my face.

*BrAAAAPPPPPPAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP*

It smelled terribly meaty, stale and most importantly, spicy, literally burning my entire nose and giving me a small glimpse into what hell I am going to experience soon. Her textured, tight purple gym leggings also didn't do any job filtering that particular fart, fully letting me feel the nastiness of it.

"Man, it's already kicking in! I have to get them, stay here you useless fucker! Make yourself presentable."

Ashley said before scurrying off

I saw another door leading outside and could have probably gotten pretty far if I had tried crawling with all of the strength I had left.

But... a sudden feeling of despair came over me. Despair mixed with something like familiar terror. I belonged here. I was a part of this family, of this mansion. No matter what I did...

I was a toilet.

*CLONKKK*

The door Ashley ran through 5 minutes before suddenly was slammed open, revealing someone new.

"Hey! You the toilet, bitch?" said one of Ashley's friends shamelessly

This was Diana. She could be described as a busty, blonde and tanned bimbo. Her ample tits strained against her pink top, almost bursting out. And her ass... it was the bubbliest ass I've ever seen. The blue yoga pants she worse could barely fit around it, accentuating every single curve of it perfectly as it popped out in it. But not only those "assets" were expectable for such a person. The bitchy attitude was to be expected too.

"I asked you something, bitch! Stop just looking at me like a goldfish... Ugh, you look fucking disgusting. Your face is full of blisters and other impurities, stop even looking at my perfection. I feel so appalled, I don't even know if I should use you..." she said, raising her chin proudly

She was right, my face perfectly represented the suffering I went through the last weeks.

"Don't worry, Diana. He may seem useless, but as a toilet, he thrives. Sometimes he is frustrating to deal with, but it can really surprise you how much he can take if he is forced to. And if it all fails, we can still discipline him properly, right?" Ashley asked, biting her pink lips in audacious lust.

Another girl could be seen right behind Ashley and Diana, sort of hiding. But even with the shyness she was putting out, a small look of lust could be seen too. The only thing I could make out about her appearance from where I sat was that she wore 'nerdy' glasses and had long, black hair. And of course how gorgeous she was, but thinking that always baited me.

Ashley turned around, looking at her expectantly.

"Emma, come introduce yourself to our toilet. He loves to learn about the people who are going to use him, so give him that satisfaction at least." Ashley lied, of course smirking like a child

Emma walked in front of Diana and Ashley, her arms straight and her hands interlocked to cover the front of her body. I could now also see the impressive boobs she was the owner of. They weren't as big as Diana's or Monica's, but still impressive.

"I-I'm Emma, if you... if you didn't already realize." she shyly stammered out, actually thinking it was important to introduce herself to me in this situation

I just stood here, looking at her with indifference and thinking this was just a joke. Which was understandable after all the cruel treatment I was put through. Ashley thought different.

I forgot to collect the leash she dragged me along with, meaning she simply picked it up, pressing the button attached to it.

*ZAAPPPP*

"AAAAAA! Fuuck..."

"You dumb fuck! I know you are not worthy of being a human anymore, but at least pretend like you have the intelligence of one! It's not that hard, you absolute waste of air!"

Emma looked a little scared by what Ashley was doing, but went along with it and extended her arm so I could give her a handshake. Ashley was quick to butt in again.

"NO! We do not touch this filthy pig at all times! Only when we shit, vomit or expel any other bodily products he has the glory of getting close to us. Don't put yourself on that podium, Emma. You still have a future, you still are a respectable human being. Unlike this... creature. Now let's get going already, the Chili is getting cold" Ashley said in a surprisingly serious tone

This left me stunned, or rather even shocked for a few seconds, looking at the three women walk towards the kitchen and getting themselves a gluttonous portion of the Chili.

It was only then when I could get a good view on Emma's backside, seeing her ample ass that was shaped in a teardrop form and perfectly hugged by grey yoga leggings.

Ashley came back with another huge helping of food, walking towards me with a confident stride and strucking a general trained fear into my body.

"Head on the couch" she nonchalantly told me, turning around and giving me almost no time to position my head as her seat

*PRAFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFBAFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTT*

Before my view could even be filled with her asscheeks, she let out an ungodly, vile fart right into my nose and trapped it between her huge asscheeks. I squirmed, instantly hating the all too familiar smell of Ashley's farts.

"Ahhh, there we go. Now, let's talk about the actual plan of the day.

She scooted around, spreading the ass musk and fart smell all over my face and almost making me gag.

"H-He is squirming around so much... are you sure we should be doing this?" Emma asked, actually being the first person to have sympathy with me in this predicament

Ashley quickly picked up on her question, only understanding that I am squirming around too much from it. She once again pressed the zapping button on the leash.

*ZAPPP*

"MMHHFFHH!" a scream could be heard coming from under Ashley's fat ass as another electric current painfully pierced my body and gave me goosebumps of agony

"He is a toilet, so don't worry, Emma. He is destined to serve perfect beings like us. How is the food, by the way?" Ashley asked, unsurprisingly eating her own bowl of Chili quickly

"Mhh, it is soooo good! You should raise the wage of your chefs. And you should increase the punishment on this little fucker..." Diana responded, making a sound of approval before kicking me into my balls

"MFGHJHAAAAAAH!"

"Ahhahahahah! See, Emma, Diana gets it! He is yours to use freely." Ashley repeated, wriggling her ass until my nose was deeply nudged in her asscrack

*PRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMPBBBBBBTTT*

Another fat fart forcibly flew into my nose and lungs, vibrating the whole couch with its force alone.

"Man, Ashley... am I GLAD I don't have to smell that..." Diana said, almost having finished her bowl of Chili now

Emma apparently was the only one slacking off, being way slower when it comes to eating than the other two. I expected her to be really timid and the best one to deal with this "session".

Boy was I wrong.

*grrrrrrrrrrroaaaaaaagggggbglllrrrrrrrrrrrrr*

A low and slow grumble could be heard coming from Emma's direction, meaning no good.

"U-uhm, guys... I-I have to fart... what am I supposed to do now again?" she asked, clutching her rumbling stomach

"Oh, it's really simple. This useless fucker Patrick will absorb it for you, muffling the sound and even the smell. Just wait a second... hnggg"

*BRLOARRRRRRTTT*

Ashley pushed out yet another fart, gifting my nose a burning feeling and a vile smell to deal with. After that, she got up, giving me a few seconds of fresh air.

"I-I hope you are okay with this..." Emma stammered out, getting up from her place and slowly descending down on my face

Her ass actually felt nice, being not as heavy as Ashley's or the other asses I had to endure and having a nice, clean smell to it.

This was just a complete illusion.

*PSSSHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

A TWENTY second long, unbearably disgusting and silent fart ever so slowly trickled out of her asshole, searing my nose. Its smell could be compared to a dumpster filled with rotten meat that had been marinating in there for a few weeks... but tenfold.

It was so awfully disgusting that I instantly wanted to vomit, which was proven by my gagging.

"NO! Don't you fucking dare!" Ashley angrily shouted, realizing I want to puke and kicking me in my balls as well

"MJHMMM!"

I held the urge to vomit in, instead enduring the unbelievably deadly smell withering around in my face.

"I-I'm so sorry... I did not mean for it to smell this b-bad..." Emma said, putting one of her hands in front of her mouth in shock

"Emma! Stop acting like that! He is a toilet, you really don't have to show him any remorse here!" Ashley shouted, seemingly really becoming angry about this. How cruel this bitch was

Emma still looked unsure of this, tilting her head downwards now.

"She's right! He is a filthy, disgusting human dumpster!" Diana butted in, tilting her chin upwards again to support her confidence

"I-I don't know guys, imagine if you had to smell this kind of stuff... or even worse, eat whatever you gave him..."

Diana snickered in a merciless way:"You're too kindhearted, Emma... he is not a human anymore, we cannot assume he has those same emotions we have! Matter of fact, I'll show you right now... come on, I have a juicy one to give him!"

Emma slowly and gently got up, the exact opposite of the impatient Diana. But before Diana could come close to me and slam her bubble ass down on my face, she recoiled and pinched her nose in disgust.

"Blergh! W-What the fuck is that! Emma... that smells so fucking bad, what did you even eat before??" she shouted, almost gagging

"I-I don't know, s-some dairy I think?"

Ashley gagged too, pinching her nose and holding her breath:"Quick, Diana! Sit on his face already! I don't wanna smell any of this!"

Diana nodded and slammed her bubbly ass square on my face, cutting my airways off once more. She grunted, which made her huge asscheeks clench together.

*PRAAAAAAAABBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBRRRRRRRT*

A large, powerful fart blasted into my face, vibrating the membranes of my nostrils as it's rotten cabbage smell infiltrated my brain.

"There we go... had to hold that one in all this time!" she explained matter of factly

*PRABBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRTTTTTARRRTT*

Leaving me no time to even recover, another fart exploded out of her bubble butt. This one still had the rotten cabbage smell but also made me a little more nauseous as it carried a shitty smell with it. I started squirming, trying to move my face a little to the side to get anything other than fart air into my lungs.

"Stay put, you fucking pathetic filthy slut! I'm going to paint your face with these rotten farts!" Diana shouted, tightly gripping my head and letting her fingers dig into my scalp

*FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRORRRRRRTTTTT*

The third torrent of noxious gas was unleashed from her tank of an ass back to back, making it smell like someone shat themselves and sat down right on my nose.

"Woah, Diana! That Chili really did a number on your bowels... what the fuck hahah!" sneered Ashley

"Fucking hell! I'm giving this worthless receptacle some filth to absorb..."

*BLOOOOOORARRRRTTT*

Yet another fart could be heard vibrating out of her large ass, making me gag and squirm even more. But all those four combined were probably still not as bad as what Emma 'gifted' just seconds ago.

"Alright, Diana... move, I gotta rip a big one too!" Ashley playfully told her

"Tsk! Why do I have to share him... be quick." she mockingly warned Ashley

Ashley decided to pull down her textured, purple gym leggings and also stripped herself of her panties, revealing an all too known sight for me.

Slowly descending her fat, pale ass down on my face, she spoke:

"Open."

A simple command that caused me to obediently open my mouth since I was otherwordly scared of the punishment this demon could give me.

Her pink starfish of an asshole landed perfectly on my opened mouth, giving way for a hellish experience. I could even feel the vibrations of her stomach gurgling as her ass was on my face.

*BOOOOOOOOOAAAARARAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

A powerful gust of wind filled with shit molecules rushed down my mouth and throat, reminding me of why I hated Ashley so much. It tasted purely like shit and had a sour and acrid note to it, being way worse than Diana's farts.

But in the back of my mind, I still was more scared of Emma's emissions.

"How is the taste on a scale of one to ten, toilet? Does it taste anything like Chili con carne, hmmmm?" Ashley taunted me, rubbing her filthy asshole over my nose to spread the smell

"I-Is this really fine...? I mean... it must be horrible for him" Emma said timidly, again showing sympathy for me and giving me some hope

"What? Of courseeeeee he loves it! And if he didn't, why would we fucking care? He is destined to be our waste receptacle! And furthermore.. we would waste all of this precious discipline we gave him if we stopped now~ Open!" Ashley told me, aligning her asshole with my mouth again

*KAAAORAAAAFFFFAFFFFFFCBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT*

The taste of this 10 second, noisy explosion of gas was so bad that I squinted my eyes while trying to endure it. It had an acrid burn to it again, but also tasted like meat left to rot in the sun for too long.

"Ahhhhh... I can never go back to using normal toilets, I fucking love this too much... I swear that you'll get used to it if you used him too, Emma!"

"Yeah, but no time for that now! My turn again!" Diana dominantly shouted, confidently pulling down her blue yoga pants and revealing a black thong that was made quick work of as well. Her bare bubbly butt was now on full display, beating any regular ass that you have seen.

"Maaan, come on.. it was just getting good.." Ashley whined but still got up to give Diana the go

Ashley lifted her heavy ass up and left me panting for air instantly. My face was completely red and full of ass musk and sweat. But before I could even get a glimpse of fresh air...

*WHAMPP*

Diana slammed her bubbly ass on my visage.

"Now don't you dare move, okay?? HNNGGG"

*BBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT*

Detonating out of her wobbly ass was a gigantic, 12 seconds too long bomb of a fart that assaulted my nose. It had the signature rotten vegetable smell of Diana's former farts, but also filled my nostrils with the essence of manure.

"Get to sniffing! I want to hear deep, audible whiffs!" she commanded, obviously wanting things to go exactly her way

I inhaled deeply, getting hit by a sharp, disgusting smell and pain everytime my nose pulled in air.

"HMFFGHH!"

*RAAAAAFFAAAAARRRRAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBTTTTTT*

The next bombastic fart shot out of her asshole, catching me by surprise as it hit me right in my face. It smelled way more shitty than her last, making me quiver with disgust once again.

"Shit, these are getting a bit wet... how about a christening for this day in particular, hmmm? Would you like that, you filthy pig? My huge, girthy log sliding down your throat?" Diana asked shamelessly, lost in a feeling of lust

"Go for it, Diana! Show him why we are the superior beings here today!" Ashley cheered

On the opposite, Emma was lightly disturbed, but also clutched her stomach as she felt her bowel movement start again.

Diana shifted her position, angling her pelvis in a way that it would put her anus right above my mouth. I felt the pressure in her lower regions increase by the second.

"You're in luck today, Patrick... I have so much fucking shit to give you... HNGGRGGGGGGGG"

She pressed herself downwards, forcing her unresisting hole against my trembling mouth. The familiar scent of her musky ass enveloped me as her impending excretion was to be expected.

"N-Now swwwwwallow... swaloow EVERYTHING you filthy little piggy..."

*CRACKKKKKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

The umistakeable sound and feeling of a girthy bulge of shit got pushed out of Diana's asshole right past my teeth and down my throat. With a guttural moan, she forced it down my esophagus and stretched it because of that. I trembled in pain as the unbelievably disgusting log passed down into my stomach.

Diana's face even contorted with effort, her muscles straining as she worked to expel every last bit of her waste.

"F-fuck, that's the stuff... I feel so much lighter, oh my god... take it all in, nice and deep..." Diana moaned, pulling away after finishing with the monstrosity. A sticky fluid connected from her asshole to my lips, reminding me of the violation that just happened.

*BlERUUURGHHHHH*

I gagged, hating the deadly and rotten taste of shit I had to yet again endure.

"Oh my god, Diana! That sounded disgusting!" Ashley said, pinching her nose as some of the turd's smell escaped into the living room

Emma looked away in shock, still not being a fan of what was happening. But her stomach rumbled again, signaling impending doom.

"Oh? Emma? You know, I needed to go right now.. but if it's too urgent, you can proceed first as well" Ashley motivated her

Her eyes lit up in shock and she gulped audibly

"I-I really shouldn't...but AH-" she said, stopping mid sentence as a sharp pain tugged at her stomach

"Come on! He doesn't deserve any sympathy! He IS a toilet!" Diana butted in, cheering Emma on as well

The shy Emma then hesitantly approached me, her cheeks flushed with embarassment. She clutched her rounded stomach, wincing in discomfort as the pressure built within her.

"I'm so sorry, Patrick..." she whispered, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "I don't want to do this to you, but... I have no choice"

Despite her reservations, Emma lowered herself into a squatting position over my face, her soft thighs framing my head.

"F-Forgive me..."

As she settled into place, Emma bit her lower lip, her brown eyes brimming with a mixture of shame and desperate need.

*GRUAAAMBBBBLLLEEEEEEE*

Her stomach rumbled audibly, betraying the turmoil within.

"I'm going to... I'm going to release it now... forgive me, Patrick..."

Emma took one last deep breath, steeling herself for what was about to come. She reached behind to spread her plump, round buttocks apart, exposing the tight, glistening rim of her pink anus.

*CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKLOOOOOOEEEEEEEEE*

A thick, glistening log of excrement began to emerge, stretching the delicate tissue surrounding her asshole. The coarse tip caught onto my trembling lips as the disgusting turd descended lower.

With a soft gasp, Emma exhaled deeply, relaxing her muscles as best as she could. What followed was her brown snake flowing into my parted lips and down my throat without end. It glid over my tongue, taking no effort to fill my poor stomach up to its brim.

"O-Oh god..." she moaned

The taste of the vile turd was complex, bringing with it a bitter, rotten meaty and spicy flavor that made me convulse in disgust. As it continued its journey, I could feel a sense of fullness expanding in my chest cavity.

Emma still maintained her position above me, her soft thighs pressed tightly against my ears and muffling the outside world as she completed her urgent task. I could only hear snippets of Ashley and Diana cheering her on.

Emma's voice broke through my dizzy suffering, her tone a mixture of relief and lingering shame:"Is it okay, Patrick? Is it hurting you?"

I of course couldn't answer with this beast gliding down my whole body. And despite her concerns, she continued emptying herself into my mouth, seemingly unable to stop the flow once it started. The log seemed to go on endlessly, and ONLY stopped after 8 whole minutes of Emma pushing it down into my stomach. It landed there with a heavy thud, signaling that it settled down.

Emma slowly rose to her feet, looking down at me with a mixture of shame and gratitude.

"I'm so sorry, but... but thank you" she stammered

"Oh. My. Fucking. God! What the fuck was that, Emma!" Ashley said while awe was written over her face

Diana also praised her:"What a fucking load you pushed down that messy toilet! He probably loved it, didn't he? That fucking trash of nature..."

As if on cue, Ashley's stomach grumbled as well, telling me I was needed for a familiar type of work.

"Looks like I have something for you too, dear toilet bitch. My tummy's been rumbling for quite a while now and I know JUST what will make you happy~" Ashley blabbered with a shit eating grin, even though I was the one eating the shit

With a sultry roll of her hips, Ashley lowered herself on my face, her warm ass tickling my nose and mouth. The vile scent of her preceding gas wafted down into my nose, mingling with the lingering traces of previous emissions.

"Don't worry, this will glide right down your throat. And it'll be delicious too, so please enjoy every last bit of it for me" she taunted, smiling even more

*GRUAMBLEEEEEEEE*

She squinted one of her eyes in labor, one of her hands clutching her stomach as she commanded the following:

"O-open."

With practiced ease, Ashley pressed her tight, puckered hole against my poor lips. The pressure was immense as she began to push.

*CRAOOACKKKKKKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

A thick, shining coil oozed out of her anus slowly, forcefully breaching past my lips and into my used mouth. The log stretched my jaw to its limit, filling my mouth with its warm, sticky presence and spicy, bitter and awful taste. It had a note of the rotten cabbage or broccoli I tasted from Diana before but brought with it even more rot and decay into the mix.

"Fuuuuck... take it all, useless bidet..." she growled, her voice dripping with sadistic glee. "Swallow every last bit of my filth!"

Her brow furrowed in concentration as she pushed harder, driving the log deeper into my stomach with each one of her thrusts. Its slick surface glided past my tonsils and into my esophagus, forcing me to swallow reflexively as it stretched my throat to its limits.

Landing down into my stomach after finally breaking off, it mixed with the disgusting shit of Emma and Diana and sloshed around. One last, final push emptied all of her offering down into my belly.

Ashley got up and looked down at me with a mix of triumph and disdain, her eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction again. She licked her lips slowly, savoring the sight of me serving them.

"There we go, fucking bitch. What a good little toilet you are for us, so willing to serve your superior human companions." she leaned down close, her breath hot against my ear as she insulted me in a whisper "You're so pathetic, do you understand that? So weak and powerless against my will. I could use you whenever I wanted, couldn't I? Pathetic."

Diana chuckled darkly while Emma looked even more disturbed than before.

"God damn Ashley and Emma... you guys really beat me in this contest. I'll stock up on some more Chili so I can do even better!" Diana shouted, running into the kitchen to get herself more food

"Good idea! I need to get some more fuel too. And it is just perfect that our cooks made us an abundance of Chili only for this occassion!" Ashley responded, also rushing towards the kitchen

Emma looked at me pitifully for a few seconds before also following the other two.

In the meantime, I was left gagging and feeling absolutely dirty after all of those duties I had to fulfill again. I also could have tried escaping again... but was that worth it? Ultimately, despair set in and I decided that I couldn't do it anyways.

Ten minutes later, the three women came back with a game of Scrabble. Diana looked happy, Emma kind of disturbed and Ashley sadistic.

"Hey little toilet bitch. We just had a korean style chicken Chili, with pinto beans, gochujang and kimchi as additional twists on the original Chili! It was sooo good, especially all the umami it brough with it! We also topped it with a hefty load of cheese and sour cream~ " Ashley told me gleefully.

She then proceeded to put down the game of Scrabble, still looking at me with her fangs showing.

"We did fuel up so we could have some more delicious smells to give you, but we noticed it's a little annoying to hand you around all the time. So we thought of a solution: Whoever wins this game of Scrabble gets to use you for the moment. And who wins the game after that gets to take you and so on. But I have some fat rippers building up, so I'll get to use you first." she told me, dropping her pale, big asscheeks down on my face suddenly

"That's not fair! You know I'm just as pent up as you two! Why do you get to use him first?" Diana blurted out in frustration

"Well, but I am the one who owns him, am I not? You simply need to win, hahaha!" Ashley answered, shifting around and clenching her asscheeks to prepare for the first-

*PRWARAAOOORFFRSCGRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTT*

-fart. It was a wet blast that painted my face brown and tortured my nose with a vile smell of rotten meat and spoiled milk.

"Pheeww... shit that's good... alright ladies, let's start!" Ashley announced, opening up with the first word of the Scrabble session

They began playing, the room filling with the quiet click of tiles and the occassional burst of laughter. From what I could make out, Emma was the best at the game and quickly beat the other two with an incredibly long word.

"O-Oh, seems like I won..." she said shyly

"Well, you know what that means." Ashley said while getting up from my damp face. "You use him now"

Emma seemed a little repulsed but nodded and slowly approached me before gently descending her plump teardrop shaped butt down on my face.

"I-I'm so sorry about this..."

For the next 4 minutes, nothing happened except for the three women playing a second game of Scrabble.

Then, all of a sudden, Emma doubled down and grit her teeth.

"I-I tried holding it in this whole time, Patrick... but I just can't anymore. I'm so sorry!" she said, grunting

*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSRSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSCHHHSRRRRRRRTTTTTTT*

What followed was no audible sound coming from her ass, but an all the more deadly smell. She had released an SBD that was worthy of burning my nose off with its heat... but even worse was the smell. A combination of spoiled milk, cheesiness and rotten meat sent me into a world of dizziness, making me decide if I want to vomit or pass out. I really saw starts for a few seconds, but not because of missing air. It was just that terrible of a smell.

"O-oh god... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen, Patrick..." Emma apologized while holding her hand in front of her mouth

"Tch, Emma! Stop with the modesty! First of all, you are not sorry for using a toilet for the one and only job it was made for! And secondly... don't call him Patrick, that's a complete no go. He is purely a toilet, nothing less, nothing more. Well, maybe less, but we will see that haha!" Ashley corrected her

Emma nodded, slowly accepting the theme of the day.

The second Scrabble game continued, Emma being first place quickly again. But Diana had a spurt of luck and surprisingly got the most points with the word "BRAINWASHING"... how fitting.

"Ohhh, let's go! I'm just that good, see?" she proudly announced, quickly getting up to be able to use me too

"W-wait just a second... I really can't hold this one in either..." Emma said, actually accepting the conditions in which she was put into

Emma's body tensed, her rather tiny frame quivering with the effort of holding back the impending eruption. Her face screwed up in concentration, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple as she struggled to contain the pressure building inside her.

Finally, with a soft whimper, Emma relaxed her sphincter, allowing the pent-up gas to escape.

*PSSSSSSSSSSHSSSSSSSRRRRRRRRCHSSSSSSSSSSRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT*

But again, instead of a loud report, a slow, steady hiss trickled up my nose and filled my body with the stench of rotten eggs. The odor was not only that though. A fusion of rotten eggs, stale beer and rotten veggies was my air for the next 3 minutes.

"I-I'm so sorry... toilet." Emma weakly said, getting up pretty soon after unleashing that terrorist attack on my poor face

Since the smell did not dissipate instantly, Diana and Ashley were able to smell a bit of it too. They gagged instantly, almost falling onto the ground as they got nauseous.

"W-what the fuck is that... URGh... smell... shit" Diana said, supporting herself with one arm as she almost stumbled over.

Diana wasted no time and swiftly forced her bubbly ass on my face, hoping it would block the smell and only make me smell it.

"S-shit, that could be used for killing!" she told Emma, pinching her nose alongside Ashley

"H-hehe, I'm sorry..." Emma repeated apologetically, losing some of her inhibitions

"Alright, finally I can let loose..." Diana said, quickly grunting after

*PRAAAAAAAAAAAAAOFFFFFFFFFFFFRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTBBBBRT*

My face was pushed into the couch by the sheer force of this explosive fart. But it was not just powerful, it was just as disgusting. The cabbage smell from before left her gas and was replaced by a sulfuric, eggy toxicity. My legs weakly began squirming by themselves.

"Maan, I will really use you now that I have the chance to. HNFMP"

*FRAFPPFFRBRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTFAGT*

*FAAABABABRAAAAAAAATTFRSCGRTTT*

*BLORAAAAPRAAAAAAAAAASGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTT*

Several gas bombs could be heard detonating from under Diana's ass as the third round of Scrabble was initiated, a testament of the maltreatment I was going through. The blasts were literally thunderous, being defeaning crackles that reverberated throughout the room.

*FRAAAAAAAAAAPRRAAARRRRRRRTTT*

*BLOARTT*

*BRAAPPPPP*

*FRASRGRT*

*PLOART*

The series of more devastating farts continued relentlessly as the three women strategically thought about ways to win this round. Emma looked a little more invested too, seemingly being captivated by the perverted feeling of using someone.

*BROAAPPP*

*FLARTTTTTTRTATT*

*BRAOPPAPAAPPAAPPRRRRRRRT*

*FRAAAPPPPPPPPPPP*

Diana's bombastic farts became so unbearable and frequent after a while that I started to snort, my nostrils really hurting from all the strain that was put onto them.

*SNORT SNORRRRRT*

This made me really sound like a pig, even if it was unintentional.

"Hey! Quit snorting like a fucking animal!" she shouted, agonizingly pulling my hair and making me understand

*PRARTTOOOOOOOORT*

*BRLALRRRRTT*

*SCHRRRROARTTTT*

But I still couldn't avoid doing those weird sounds. At one point, Diana had enough, standing up for a few seconds even though the game of Scrabble wasn't even finished.

"That's enough, I have an idea how to handle this. Stay exactly like this, toilet. And don't you dare move" Diana angrily warned me

She then sat on my face again, but this time aligned her asshole with one of my nostrils. Ashley got up and held my head tightly, not really knowing what Diana was planning but still wanting her to suceed as long as it involved torturing me.

Confused, I looked at Diana pushing and grunting hard, making me a bit scared. But I didn't try moving and could not anyways with Ashley holding me.

"O-Oh fuck, it's coming... flare those nostrils for me" Diana snarled, gritting her teeth and emitting a low growl from her throat

*CRACKKKKLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

With a sickening sound, the first turd emerged, a thick, rock solid and steaming log that was forced out directly into my vulnerable nasal passage. It made my head spin as a permanent shit smell infiltrated my body, but that wasn't all.

"HNFGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAH!"

*CRACKKKKKKLOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR*

A guttural roar proceeded Diana clenching her powerful sphincter, pushing forward an additional column of excrement that entered my second nasal hole completely.

"FUCK YESSSS!" moaned Diana in ecstasy, showing her outrageous personality too

My eyes rolled into the back of my head because of the unimaginable feeling and smell existing in my nose. It was engulfing my entire nose, permanently giving me that disgusting, rotten shit smell that I ever so despised.

"AHAHAHAHA! YOU ARE FUCKING CRUEL, DIANA! I NEVER THOUGHT OF SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" Ashley screamed, loving the torment I was receiving just as much

The two logs were actually so tightly stuck in my nostrils that they fully blocked my airways. There was no chance that they would drop out from themselves, so I weakly tried lifting my arms to pull them out, but Ashley of course registered that.

"No you fucking won't!" she angrily exclaimed, instantly slapping down my arms with her much stronger ones

I panted through my mouth to diminish the smell coming from the two horrid shit turds, but it was still incredibly intolerable, so I tried fighting against Ashley's pushdowns weakly.

"Oh? Are you really trying this, you fucker?" Ashley asked me, getting more irritated by the moment "Press the button on that black leash there, Emma!"

Emma was even more disturbed by the sight in front of her but got a slight change of heart since the last experience of using me. She hesitantly picked up the collar.

"S-should I really?" she asked, torn between empathy for me and a lustful feeling creeping up on her

"Why are you still asking?" Ashley questioned, tightly holding my arms down to restrict me from pulling out the abhorrent two sticks of shit out of my nose

"Sorry... toilet" Emma quietly said, smiling at me like she was corrupted

*ZAPPP*

"AHHHHH! HNGNNFFFFFGH!"

The pain from the shock was so bad that my arms instantly became limp, me not having a single chance to even defend myself here.

"GUHG... URKKKHGH..."

And the frantic breathing coming out of my mouth again sounded like a grotesquely dying animal. My gag reflex also set in every 4 seconds, my body telling that this is anything other than normal.

"GURGGGGHAHGGGG! P-PLLEAASE! SSTOP..." I desperately requested, being absurdly repelled by a constant shit smell plastered deeply in my nose

"Hmm? What was that? I don't really understand what you need here..." Diana said in mock confusion, taunting me even more

I tried moving any limb I had, but to no avail. Every and any muscle I had was useless. And these three had complete control over my entire existence anyways. Being close to vomiting, I helplessly pleaded:

"P-Please... PLEAASEEEEEE!"

"Ohhhh, now I understand what you are requesting..." Diana answered, placing her disgusting bubble butt on my mouth

"MHFGHH!"

My only airway, which was my mouth, was stuffed with her asshole now. The only way of communication available for me now was my facial expression, so I looked at Diana with begging eyes.

"PFffft! You should see how you look right now! Two fucking turds plugging your nose and a pathetic expression fitting your pathetic existence" she spouted degradingly, behind her with disdain

The vile invasion of the two logs triggered a violent reaction deep within my poor stomach, causing waves of nausea to crash against the walls of my abdomen.

Gagging and sputtering, I became desperate to expel the foul contents already in my gut.

*BLUERRRRRRRGHHHH URGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*

But before even a single drop was able to escape my lips, Diana's gaping asshole summoned forth a fresh wave of gas.

*PRAABFFFFFFFRATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGTRRRRRRRR*

The gigantic fart was monumental, a protracted, wet rip that seemed to go on forever. It was as forceful as a hurricane, pushing back all of my vomit back into my mouth with its force alone. I let out groan of pure pain and suffering, wanting to just die again.

"HNGFFFFFFGGg... MMGGGFH.."

"HAHAHAHAA! You are such a bitch, do you know that? Toilets don't fucking vomit, do they now? So useless..." she cruelly exclaimed, loving every second of this

The wave of vomit crashed back down my esophagus, resulting in my stomach rebelling once again, churning the bile-laced mixture of stomach acid, partially digested food and pure shit.

Barely seconds after I swallowed back the first spurt of barf, another tidal surge of bile rose in its wake.

*BLUARGHHHHHHHHHORGGGGGGGARGGGGGGGHHH*

"Oh no you won't!" Diana screamed, again aligning her anal sphincter with malice

A cataclysm of building pressure followed, Diana straining to release another mammoth fart.

*BLOARRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABFARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGRRRRRRARRFRARART*

The second mighty fart blasted out of her bubble ass, fending off the entirety of my puke back into my mouth with its explosiveness again.

My eyes rolled back into my head again as I once more had to swallow my own vomit mingled with her awful gas. Giving in, I simply closed my eyes and tried to endure this hell while having two logs deeply corking my nose and a stomach sloshing with god knows which contents.

"Oh my god, Diana... you are incredible! The fact that you thought up such creative ways to fuck up this filthy pig is awesome!"

Emma could still be seen a bit put off by what she was looking at, but a small hint of excitement was also visible as she bit her lips.

"Fuuuck, I straight up UNLOADED into this bitch... let's go eat some more of that gochujang korean Chili, it was so yummers!" Diana said, getting up and wafting the air around as she herself was repulsed by the smell

They left me to suffer with a churning stomach and two pillars of feces still sealing my nose for the next 30 minutes. In that time, I reminisced about what I did wrong in my life. I could have just gotten a job, maybe stayed with Liam. Maybe I could have gone to therapy or maybe I could have gotten a kind girlfriend to take care of me.

But here I was, with shit in my stomach, on my face and literally in my nose. Seems like I was a slave.

This was my life.

[----30 MINUTES LATER----]

Coming back again, the three women pinched their noses in disgust. Seems like two logs just hanging from my nose in the air did not freshen up the room at all.

"Ughh, that is fucking vile! And just after I ate too... you know what, let's give him the pleasure of eating your two turds, Diana." Ashley proclaimed, still pinching her nose and grimacing

"Yeah, come on fucker, eat them." Diana responded

Not being appalled by the idea, I tried moving my arms to drag the shit out of my nose. But my arms simply just could not, being way too weak on their own and also having been the victims of their torture.

"Hello? Are you fucking stupid? Did we shit in your head too?" Diana asked, approaching me without hesitation and kicking me into my grotesque resemblance of my balls

"AHFFGHG! I... ca-can't move.. my arms.." I was able to weakly stammer out, panting in absolute agony

"Ugh, so useless. Ashley, you really have to put this fucker through more training." Diana growled in disdain, pulling out the two huge turds one by one with her hand and letting them fall into my mouth

*PLOPP PLOP*

I instantly began chewing, wanting to get rid of them as soon as possible. It was abhorrent and there was still a lot of shit residue stuck in the membrane of my nose, but I was glad to be able to breathe at least a bit normally again.

"*sigh* What do we even do with you..." Ashley sighed, acting like there is a problem where there wasn't

I barely was able to stay conscious, my vision fading in and out every few seconds. The whole room spun and the pungent smell of shit was in every molecule of my body... or so it felt.

*SLAPP*

A sharp pain originated from my face as Ashley slapped me right across it, bringing me back to consciousness a bit more.

"-ello? HEEELLO! Wake up! We are not done with you at all! Ah, fuck it, I won't wait for your dumbass." Ashley impatiently said, spreading her huge, pale asscheeks with her manicured nails and plopping it down on the bottom half of my face.

*FRAAAAAAAAAAAAPRAAAAAARFARTGGGGGGGRRRRRT*

By no surprise, Ashley's asshole was perfectly positioned over my mouth, giving way for this wet ripper of a fart to explode right into my mouth. I barely registered the godawful taste, still feeling dizzy.

But I at least was glad to be able to breathe through my nose normally again... or so I thought at least.

"Hmm, we are being too merciful on him right now..." Diana called out mounting the couch and slowly squatting on the top half of my face

"Ahaahah! Good idea, Diana!" Ashley said lustfully, rubbing her stomach as she felt herself getting gassier by the minute

Sandwiched by two asses, both my nose and mouth had an asshole assigned to them. My breathing became erratic as my airways got blocked again.

"Need air? We can help you with that.." Diana cruelly mocked me

*GRUMBLLEEEEEEEEE*

*GROAAAAAAAAAAAAAMBBRRRARRR*

Two ominous rumbles could be heard emanating from both of their stomachs, sealing my fate.

"Ready, Diana?"

"Yes, Ash. Come on, give me the countdown!"

"On three. One, two... aaaaaaand three!"

*PRAAAKLAAAAAAKRAORAAAAAAAAABRFSRTTTTTTTT*

*BRAAAABBBBBTTTORAAAAAROAAAAAARRRRSCGRRRT*

With perfect timing, they unleashed their dual barrage. Two separate but equally obnoxious waves of gut-churning farts billowed out of their rear holes, striking any breathing route my face allowed me. A melange of sulfuric smells entered my brain.

Diana's explosion of a fart carried with it its signature taste of rotting cabbage and Brussel sprouts left to marinate in the sun for far too long. It was a sharp, acrid tang that burned the already destroyed tissues of my gullet.

Ashley's thick, fetid stream of gas hosted a rich, rotten meaty aroma that was disgustingly spicy and reminiscent of the most gross beans you have ever smelled. Hints of seafood-heavy tang also bounced in my nose, giving me a hard time.

"Woahhh, this is so fun!" Diana said while bouncing her ass on my mouth

"Yeah, I've been telling you!"

This continued for the next 20 minutes, with only Diana ocassionally getting up to let Emma release a monster of a fart right down my throat.

*PRAFFGGGGGGG*

*FARAAAAAAAAACGRRRRRRRRTTAFSFHPRT*

*SCHLORRRRRRPAAAAARFFFGRR*

*FRAPPAPAPAPAPAPAPAGRAKKKKRT*

Staying conscious became harder and harder and at one point, I was on the edge of passing out. But the two fat assed maniacs suddenly got up, letting some fresh air intrude my brain.

"Ugh, that smell is yucky!" Diana said while pinching her nose again, acting like she wasn't the cause of the smell

"Anyways, toilet bitch. I'm so sorry, but we are all out of farts for now. Even Emma. But that doesn't mean our fun has to be over too!" Ashley playfully told me

*HUAwWKKKKKK

Collecting a glob of mucus and saliva in the back of my throat, Ashley gripped my hair and yanked my head backwards.

"Open." she commanded with a full mouth

I plainly opened my mouth.

*TUAHHHHRT*

The fat, slimy and frothy drool flies out of her mouth straight onto my tongue, almost instantly gliding down my throat. I was able to taste remnants of vinegar and spicy sourness from the Chili, making me shudder in disgust even more.

"Keep it there, don't you dare fucking swallow" she hissed, preparing the next deluge of saliva

But focusing on Ashley turned out to be a mistake, as Diana followed suit, dislodging a similar globule of saliva and slime down into my unexcepting mouth.

*HUWAKKK PTUAH*

I quivered, being hit by a sudden salty, spoiled and curdled flavor. My body again told me to puke everything out, but I was able to fight against it and keep the mass of spit and slime in my mouth.

*HAUAWKKK PTUAAAAAH*

Leaning forward again, Ashley shot out the next wad of viscous phlegm directly into my gaping and filled maw. It hit my tongue with a wet slap and coated my palate with its foul tasting sauce as it mingled with the mass.

Squinting my eyes in loathing, I wasn't able to recognize what Emma and Diana were doing. They took out a big bucket with a weirdly looking, clean-ish liquid.

Ashley speedily took out, holding it in front of me without wasting any time.

"Open" was the only thing that could be heard coming from Ashley as she grinned with the most devious smirk I have seen yet

The contents of the bucket sloshed, the warm, salty liquid contained within gleaming in the dim light of the room.

With a sadistic smile, Ashley tilted the bucket, allowing the rivulets of sweat to flow across my lips and down my throat. The sensation was immediately repulsive, the salty and spoiled taste of sweat stinging my parched throat it seeked to go down into my stomach.

The liquid pulled down all of the sticky fluid that was in my mouth before with it, filling my stomach with an abundance of unwanted bodily fluids. But even through my nausea and gagging reflex, I began gulping and swallowing the viscous fluid.

"Good fucking toilet bitch... gulp it aaaalll down... gulp and gulp..." Ashley snickered, getting off to this without a doubt

My adam's apple rose and fell with each labored gulp, showing the efforts I was going through just to survive this horrific reality. After swallowing probably 2 whole liters of the contents of the bucket and feeling the warm, gross liquid pooling in my stomach, I was finished.

But not only with the bucket, I was literally physically finished. I collapsed, passing out onto my bulging, distended stomach as it sloshed around with the most vile masses and liquids it ever saw.

"Aww, that was too much for him? Too bad, but what can you do..." said Diana disappointingly

"Yeah, sorry ladies, but seems like our deviant fun must end here. Let's give him one last parting gift before we finish this evening." Ashley told the other two while biting her lip

The three ladies then squatted right above the slave's face, forming a triangle of ass. Their faces were flushed with excitement, their pupils dilated from the exhilaration of having pushed their victim to such extremes.

Even as the poor slave called Patrick succumbed to exhaustion and sensory overload, slipping into the blessed oblivion of unconsciousness, he didn't reach the end of his trials.

"AHHHNNN!"

"MMHHH!"

"YESHHHH!"

*PSCHLORROPPPPPPPPPRORRRRPSCHRRRRRARSCHCHSHRLRRRRRRRRTTÜRPORTTTTTT*

With a synchronized groan of relief, the three women relaxed their sphincters, allowing the pent up pressure to find release. Thick, viscous ropes of feces emerged from their stretched anal rings, splattering across Patrick's face with the force of a dirty rain shower.

The sound was obscene, a wet, slapping noise that echoed throught the room as the hot, malodorous waste striked the poor slave's skin. The texture was coarse and gritty, the lumps and ridges scraping against the flesh of his face like rough sandpaper as the shit slid down his cheekbones and pooled in the hollows of his ears. After an unbelievable ordeal, the three shameless women finished and laughed it off.

"Ugh, let's get out of here quickly. Don't wanna have to deal with this" Ashley said and smiled as she saw the other two ladies agree

"Yeah, let's leave."

Simply laughing, the three debaucherous women left the scene of crime. The stench was overwhelming, a noxious cloud of decay and putrefaction that assaulted anyone's nose that was unlucky enough to enter this hellish room.

And after they thoroughly used him, the lunatics of this house brought the unconscious Patrick back into his chamber the next day, plunging him into prison again. The only thing he felt there was

Darkness.

PART 3

I felt empty again. A whole month has passed since the start of me being this psychopathic Family's (more or less) obedient toilet slave and it has almost completely broken me. Day in and day out they have come with new ideas to torture me.

And it is honestly infuriating how they are labeling me as their toilet and not as a vessel for their fun. They are 100% using me as a toy that gives them their perverted highs, and not as an actual bidet. A normal toilet would be way more useful at that point either way, swallowing everything without showing disgust or whatever...

But why even care at this point. My life, if you can even call it that at this point, has just one purpose at this point: To be a toilet slave.

THWOMP THWOMP THWOMP

Footsteps approached the restless Patrick, who hung in the torturous machine and barely was conscious. The footsteps quickly revealed themselves to be that of a familiar person.

"Good fucking morning, my dear toilet. Hope you slept well, if you even did at all." the curvaceous MILF Monica blurted out

Her eyes suddenly widened a tiny bit and she pinched her nose while waving the stale air in front of her around. A small gag escaped her before she suppressed more gags approaching.

"God fucking damn does it smell rotten in here! I really have to hire someone that cleans this vile place. One could think something died in here and was left to rot for 3 months, my god. I almost puked from the smell alone!" complained the MILF with a nasal voice since she was holding her nose

I barely registered her talking and without further ado was met by her huge, meaty ass descending upon my face and completely darkening my view. Her bare ass engulfed my face, filling every portion of it with her soft flesh and positioning her brown asshole right over my mouth. It smelled shitty and tangy, but barely worse than the already terrible smell this room had.

"Mhhm, there we go. Get ready, I had a Cinnamon porridge with baked bananas, saucy bean baked eggs and a delicious Breakfast Burrito this morning, so you can expect a lot. But why am I even warning you, you are used to this after everything we put you through. My bowel movement is a bit shy though today, so help me out a bit. Lick my asshole like it's a tasty popsicle, you bitch."

Without hesitating, I started licking her brown asshole. My bruised tongue smoothly glided over her warm and wrinkly ring, wettening it. I licked it several times without anything happening, but after the 20th time or so her asshole started to softly push against my tongue as I was licking it.

Nothing happened yet, so I continued to diligently lap at the hole. Monica suddenly gripped my hair, her fingers tightly and painfully holding each strand of hair follicle and then yanking my face upwards into her ass.

"Ohhh I feel the first one. Open up. HFNNG"

A grunt of hers preceded her asshole gaping around my lips and applying pressure into mouth.

BRAOOOBAARAPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTT

What continued was a bassy sound echoing inside of my mouth. The explosive gust of her fart burst out of her asshole and instantly filled my entire mouth with the hot and wet gas.

Some of it instantaneously flowed down my throat and made me choke, but the remaining hot gas stayed inside my mouth, filling my tastebuds with the tangy, bitter and disgusting taste of shit.

"Ahhh, that's the stuff... fuck yes, I love that! Swallow it like you love it, my dear slave. But wait, who am I fooling? You DO love it! Ahahaha! More on it's way..." Monica proudly announced while lighting a cigarette and taking out some newspaper to read while still smothering my face

PPRRRPAAPPPPRAPPFBBRRARTTTTAABFARTTT

Her asshole again kissed my lips to release a vibrating gas stream that bounced around the inside of my mouth. A rancid, sour taste spread around my cheeks and made me feel like I drank a whole gallon of spoiled milk.

"Hmm, I really am interested in who's farts you love the most. Is it mine? Or Ashley's? Or maybe even the Twins'?"

GRUMMBLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

"Oh well, that doesn't matter now. Seems like your breakfast came early. Open wide, this one's feeling a bit more solid... HNMPFFGGGH"

CRACKKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

A stretching sound could be heard as her puckering hole gaped to make room for the log of feces. It ever so slowly glided along my lips and into my mouth, filling my whole mouth with ease. It was way harder than usual and felt really dry as I tried my best to chew it. Chewing quickly was also neccessary, as she pushed with literal careless abandon. It didn't take long for me to feel my stomach turning as every bite left my tastebuds with the taste of bitter rot.

"HGGRUUGHG!!"

"Shut the fuck up, you dumbass. You are supposed to love this, so don't act otherwise."

After 3 minutes of continuous pushing, she plastered the log into my maw and left my jaw barely any room to move around and chew it. It felt arduous to chew the vile turd to small pieces and ultimately swallow it. It felt disgustingly warm going down, reminding me of the place I was in.

"Mhmm, there we go. But a bit is still stuck to my ass. We can't have that, can we now?" Monica exclaimed in false worry

She lifted her thick and pale MILF ass up to spread it with her hands and present it to me. A large piece of shit stuck to one of her asscheeks.

"Look, you did a bad fucking job..."

Not even giving me a chance to lick the revolting chunk of shit, she pressed her ass into my face and smeared it around my face. She made sure to get it everywhere, be it my forehead, cheeks or chin. Even after her childish act some shit was stuck on her ass.

"Now lick the rest up."

I of course lapped away at her ample ass, trying to get it squeaky clean. And even when I did get it clean, I continued licking, being scared of her punishment. She arose around a minute later, turning around to look down at me with hate in her eyes.

PPTUAH

A fat glob of spit landed on my face as I couldn't even react and catch it with my mouth.

"Hm. Are you being dumb on purpose today? Or what's wrong..." she remarked, a vibe of passive aggressiveness apparent in her tone

THWRAOMP

A fast kick into my malnourished stomach with her boot clad foot followed, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from me.

"AHHGHRNN!"

"Catch this one."

She collected another glob of spit, combining it with her snot now too. It amalgamated into a a thick strand of disgusting mucus that slowly fell down my face. But I still opened my mouth widely, catching it like a dog that was playing catch with its owner, and then swallowing the warm, thick and salty liquid.

"Good, that's better, fucker. Let me tell you about what happens today: You're first gonna go to Hazel and Rachel and serve them like they properly deserve it. After that we have a special occassion: a health checkup. That's right, we can't just not know the health of our dear toilet... so I made an appointment with a skilled doctor to check up on you! Aren't you excited? She'll come soon, so don't waste any time serving the Twins... they are already missing you!" Monica said with a laugh before

PTUAHH

letting another strand of saliva fly into my face and leaving afterwards with a strut in her walk.

Suddenly, Monica stood still and turned around to walk towards me again.

"Wait actually, one last thing."

She drilled her right index finger into her asshole and took it out swiftly, revealing a finger full of shit throughout and then holding it in front of my face.

"Suck on it."

Having the finger right in front of me, smell and disgusting appearance, made me feel revolted instantly. But I somehow felt that emptiness again right at that moment... so I sucked on the finger and swallowed all of the shit specks on it.

"Ohhhh, look at you! Good toilet. Anyways, see you later, ahahah!"

And with that, she left.

CHAPTER 10: THE DOCTOR

[----3 HOURS LATER----]

One of the servants of the family brought me to the twins while tying my hands behind my back and putting the infamous shock collar on my neck. There I could see them, Hazel and Rachel, eating something. But they were hiding their food.

"Oh hey Patrick! Or wait, toilet was your name, right..." the brunette and thick Hazel innocently responded

"Yeah, toilet! Get behind us, we have a game we wanna play with you!" the black haired and just as thick Rachel said

They both sat on bar stools with their knees, meaning that their huge butts were out in the air. Both wore yoga leggings, Rachel pink and Hazel gray ones. 2 table bells were in front of each of the twins.

"So, we have an idea for a game.. whenever one of us needs to let out a stinky fart, we press this table bell!"

DINGG

"And you follow up by burying your face into the butt of that person!" Hazel proudly said

"Yes yes, and after you do that... we let out a tasty fart for you!" Rachel responded

"You either taste the fart or sniff it up aaaaaaaand... then you have to guess what we ate! If you guess right, then we are proud of you! If you guess wrong 5 times... then we can let out a little dump into your mouth as punishment! How does that sound?" Hazel asked, a bit too much excitement in her voice for my taste

Even though the last part was a question, I of course wasn't allowed to decline. I nodded weakly and waited behind their fat asses patiently on my knees while they ate their food. After around 5 minutes, the first bell was pressed by Hazel.

DINGGG

"I have one, I have one!" she exclaimed, wiggling around her ass

I gently buried my nose in her tan ass and waited.

FRAAPPPPBARARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTAT

A 5 second ripper made its way into my nose and graced my nostrils with a deeply rancid smell. I wanted to recoil but made sure to take deep sniffs and get ready for my guess.

"Andddd?" Hazel excitedly asked

After a few more sniffs of the vile remains of the fart, I gave my answer:

"It's eggy, so... eggs and bacon?"

"Wrong! Man... shouldn't you be good at this? You always smell our farts... well, doesn't matter!"

I pulled my face out and waited behind their asses again. This "game" went on and on until 5 of my guesses were wrong regarding Hazel's farts. She smiled while looking back at me.

"Wrooong againnn! Mhmm... you know what that means, right, toilet?"

Spreading her asscheeks, she got ready to unleash her bowel movement right down my throat.

"Ready, set... g-"

But before she even could, Monica came in and prohibited her from doing so:"Stop please, my dear. We have someone imported coming soon and we need your delicious treat as a sample. Don't just waste it on him now."

Hazel quickly stopped pushing and looked at Monica a bit surprised before nodding:"Oh, of course mom! Who exactly is... coming though?"

"Oh, a doctor! She will check if our toilet here is holding up well and how well he is gonna withstand our lovely treatment, especially regarding the party we are having in 2 days."

"That sounds fun!" Hazel remarked

"Okay okay.. but I still have a fart... can I let that one out?" Rachel asked a little in urgency

"Of course hun. Wait, I'll help you out." Monica responded

She then forcefully gripped my hair and slinged it into Rachel's pale, humid and warm ass.

PRABLBOORARLLLBBORARRRRRRRPBRT

A wet fart that lasted 6 seconds splattered across my face and spread its disgusting smell all over my face. Some shit specks came out with it, landing on my face as well.

"Hahaha, that was a good one Rachel dear! Lick what came out, dumbass toilet." Monica commanded, still painfully gripping my hair follicles

I licked the gross and chunky shit stains on my face obediently, hoping they are done with their farts for now. That was when a doorbell could be heard getting rung.

DING DONG

Monica chuckled, loving how this day is playing out:"Ohh, that's our expert! Let me get her..."

Monica left, going outside to welcome her rather interesting guest.

"I wonder what she is like..." Rachel pondered before casually shoving her ass into my face and

PRROAALBBLARRRTTTAARRARART

Blasting another wet fart right into my face. The smell left me thinking I was sticking my nose in a dumpster and my face felt like I just went back up from a dive into the pool as it was extremely damp.

CREAAK

After around a minute, the giggling Monica came back with the doctor.

"This is Doctor Albright. She will be helping us a lot with our little toilet here." announced Monica proudly

"Yes, good morning to you. I hope I am not bothering anyone." responded Doctor Albright while bowing

"Not at all! We really need your service, so make yourself at home." Monica told her

Doctor Albright could be described as a curvy redhead who had an ass so thick that it rivaled that of Monica. It was even more plump than that of Monica's, like a combination of Ashley's round and Monica's fat ass.

"Ahem. Let's get to the program for today: I am first going to perform several breathing tests on you... toilet? Monica told me to call you that and your government name couldn't be found, so that is what I am going to call you" Albright said with a little confusion in her voice

This was madness... Monica made sure to remove my name from all sources so I completely lose my identity as a human being? To what lengths did this psychopath go...

"Yes yes please! Call him exactly that, that is what he is after all." Monica answered with a diabolical smile

Albright continued: "Alright. So, like mentioned, first I will perform those breathing tests on you. Secondly, we will be going over your sniffing ability since that is important as a fart filter and toilet slave. The third test will be about your tasting ability, which will be rather simple. And lastly I will examine your eyes, ears and teeth normally to just check your overall health. After everything is done, I'll give your owners a precise status of your health... Oops, I said owners... was that even right?"

Monica instantly butted in, not even giving me the miniscule chance to respond and defend myself:"Yes yes, of course! We own him, body and soul. But we care for him, which is why we are doing this. Right, toilet?"

I nodded weakly, knowing that fighting back was futile. Monica's satisfaction could be seen through her shit-eating grin, screaming childish victory.

"Then would you please help me with setting up the first test, Monica? We have a lot on the agenda and we can't waste time." Albright seriously said

"Of course, of course" nodded Monica before approaching a sort of storage room with the ginger doctor

"I'm so curious as to what's gonna happen next.." Hazel and Rachel said in unison

Hah, for me, curious was a bit of an understatement. Deeply anxious and scared would have described it better.

A few minutes passed before the two came back with an examination table that came with straps.

"There we go, that is perfect. Thank you for ordering this just for this occasion, Monica" the redhead said

"Oh it's nothing! Don't worry, we are literally shitting money hahaha! Funny that shitting is a fitting word here.." joked the gleeful Monica

"Would you please lie down on the examination table, toilet." the female doctor instructed me, staying serious

I weakly stumbled forward, making my way towards it. Monica "helped" me, tightly gripping my wrists and throwing my limp body onto the examination table. Doctor Albright fastened a pulse checker on both my wrist and my chest area before taking a step back again.

"Go ahead, Monica." she professionally said

Monica wasted no time, pulling down her black leggings, wiggling her bare ass and finally climbing the examination table to sit her sweaty ass down on my face.

"Good, just like that." the doctor reaffirmed

"Hehehe, I took a fat shit just earlier and I made sure to not wipe. Can you smell the delicious stank, my dear toilet?" asked Monica, wiggling her ass around in my face

I felt my air supply leave me with every breath I took in this humid darkness that her fat ass inflicted upon me. Her meaty booty engulfed every part of my face, leaving me only the rank smell of shit to breathe in. And boy was it awful, my nose felt like it was stuffed into a freshly shat out log, having to withstand a sharp pain with every inhale it took. I even tried to only breathe through my mouth but could still smell her feces ridden ass.

"112... 116... It's increasing. Please press more down on his face, Monica." the doctor instructed

And exactly that did Monica, applying way too much pressure on my feeble face and making me feel like my facial bones will be crushed before I even suffocate. Her shitty asshole was exactly on my nose now, giving me a personal close up of her fresh disgust and making me struggle even more.

"135... 142... Keep it up. Make circles with your behind while still applying pressure at all times." Albright said

Her ass started to wriggle around my face, applying pressure to different parts of my face now and making my possibilites of breathing normal air even worse. I felt my heart start to beat extremely fast and my already dark sight was becoming dizzy. Without even trying to move an arm I started to really struggle, straining against the straps holding me in place but failing miserably.

"187...189...193. It's becoming critical. 199... Stop!" shouted the doctor suddenly

Just before I was about to pass out and completely lose control over my life, a fresh gust of air came into my direction and felt like a saving grace. My deflated lungs were glad about air, so I started to take a big inhale...

BBRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPRRAOOOOOOBARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTARTT

But was of course met with an explosive, hot and wet fart coming out of Monica's brown asshole and lasting 8 seconds while going into my mouth and down my throat. The abundance of hot gas tasted like literal fresh shit flowing down my throat but my lungs did not know that and accepted the fart like you would a welcoming gift. It literally felt like I took a long hit from a cigarette as the hot gas set in my lungs, making me choke, cough and sputter instantly.

"Bwahahaha! I'm so sorry toilet, I couldn't hold it any longer after sitting around on your face for so long. You surely don't mind though." chuckled Monica

"Heh, that looks interesting. Anyways, the results are an increase of around 4 bpm while applying low pressure onto his face and an increase of 7 bpm while applying high pressure. That means with low pressure he generally would pass out in 8 minutes if he doesn't get any air and with high pressure in around 3 minutes." the doctor exclaimed

The faces of Monica and even the twins lit up, especially since the twins got interested in trying out the "procedure" as well.

"Ohh! I wanna try that out too!" Rachel said

"Yes yes, please include us!" responded Hazel

"Alright, then you two are perfect for the next tests. One of you step forward and sit on his face again."

Rachel wasted no time and shoved Hazel aside playfully before pulling down her pink yoga pants and sitting on my face.

"Hey! You are unfair..." pouted Hazel

Her ass was cleaner than that of Monica and also felt rounder and softer. The only problem was the humidity and, of course, the little air I got while she sat on my face.

"What now? What now?" Rachel asked with impatience

"Apply heavy pressure onto his face, just like your mother did." the doctor instructed

My face again was met with the enormous pressure only the asses of the Cabellos' family could apply, leaving me to gasp for air pretty quickly. At one point I even accidentally swallowed the sweat running along her pale ass, choking on it and accelerating the process of me suffocating.

"191...198. Alright, now abruptly sit on his mouth." Albright said

Just when I was starting to see starts again, the heavy pressure was lifted off the upper side of my face and I sighed as I could take deep sniffs of fresh air through my nose. Dr. Albright put a device right above my nose as I took the life saving, deep inhales of air.

"Oh wow, your inhaling ability increased around twicefold as you were confronted with a life endangering situation. That's really interesting. Alright, you are free to stand up now. You step forward now and sit on his face" she instructed Hazel

Hazel smiled ear to ear with excitement and pulled down her gray leggings to reveal her bare, tan and just as thick ass before climbing the examination table and sitting down on my face. Her ass was the cleanest of the three, only smelling a little of farts. But that was about to worsen brutally.

"Tell me.. Hazel, was it? Hazel, do you need to fart right now?" the doctor asked

"Ohh, actually very much so! We had a LOT for breakfast, but mom told me to hold back on giving our toilet his servings." Hazel responded

"Oh, that's perfect. Good job, Monica. Apply high pressure on his face as well, Hazel."

Again, I was met with a suffocating experience of darkness and missing air. It proceeded just like before, leaving me to see stars and struggle as my heart was almost jumping out of my chest because of the missing air my lungs needed. But this time, I didn't get the sweet grace of fresh air.

"199... Okay Hazel, release as much of your farts right into his nose, now!" instructed the doctor in a professional manner

BRAAAOOOOOOOOOPRRRRRRTTTTARFTTT

FFRARRPPRAPARPPPRARARALRARTTPPPPT

PPPPPFFFFFFFFSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTSRTTTTTT

Three farts blasted out of her asshole and right into my nose, filling the only space of fresh air I could breathe with the most rancid air and making my world a living hell. I tried flailing my arms around as each intake of air was a sharp, hot pain burning my nose and making me want to puke all over her ass. But amidst the panic of having to sniff her vile gas, I didn't notice how well I was keeping up without oxygen.

"Hmm, his pulse is saying 202. But that is not an accurate representation of his oxygen supply. He still has not passed out, whereas he would have 2 minutes ago by normal means. This is impressive" Albright remarked with morbid awe, considering she is showing the family ways to further make my life worse

She did not tell Hazel to get off my face yet, so soon after I started to see starts again and my struggling died down as I felt less and less air existing in my desperate lungs.

Patrick's struggling stopped 10 seconds after, as he passed out.

"Oh damn, I didn't pay enough attention. Shit, now he passed out... but a time of 6 minutes and 23 seconds opposed to the 3 minutes from before is extremely impressive! That actually means that you could give him 'air' by passing gas. But what will we do now that he has gotten unconscious..."

Hazel got off him, looking a tiny bit embarassed. But Monica stepped forward, having an idea that helped her out in the past.

"Don't worry, this can be easily fixed."

The sadistic woman took out an all to well known syringe with a white liquid and injected it into the poor man's forearm, pumping him full of Adrenaline once again.

I woke up with my heart beating as fast as it never did before and took sharp gasps of air as I struggled to understand what was happening.

"Oh shut up, you." Monica said as she casually angled her ass at my face and

PRROAALBLORARTBARTTTTT

Pumped my nose full with a disgustingly wet fart. I choked because I took a deep inhale right when the wet gas blasted down my nostrils.

"Sorry, I needed that."

"Oh don't worry, he is of your possession after all. Moreover, I should be thankful for getting him conscious again, this is perfect. Okay, now... I just have one last breathing test for you, toilet. Is there another person who we didn't use yet? We need a bit of variety after all." the doc asked

Monica nodded and quickly knew what to do:"ASHLEY! COME TO THE LIVING ROOM!"

The lazy teen went down the marble stairs and answered in an annoyed tone:"Tsk, what is i-"

But her eyes lit up quickly as she saw what was happening.

"Ohhh, why didn't you call me earlier??" Ashley asked, her tone all of a sudden having switched from bothered to eager in mere seconds

"Greetings. You must be Ashley, right? We already performed some tests on your... uhh, toilet. But I need you here for one last so called breathing test."

"Fuck yes, I'm so in for this!"

"That's perfect. Now, for this test in particular, would you like to sit on the toilet's mouth or on the toilet's nose? It involves farting." Dr. Albright explained

"DEFINITELY on his nose! He loves how delicious my farts smell, so I couldn't want that more!"

The two women mounted the examination table, clearly not caring that I was in such a devastated state. Ashley sat on the upper half of my face by squatting opposite to my body while Dr. Albright sat on my chin. Both had such thick asses that not one glimpse of my face was visible.

"When do we start?" the excited Ashley asked, seeming just as excited as the twins

"We can start now. But just as a rule for this final breathing test, we will be switching after every fart. Meaning that our toilet here is experiencing an alternating assault of gases and can barely withstand it. I will be measuring how long he takes before again needing to pass out. Go!"

"HNFMGGH!"

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Ashley did not hold back, angling her asshole right over my nose and shooting a 9 second long SBD down the canal of my nose. It burned its whole way down my throat and tainted my airways with a smell of rotten fish.

"Good, now me."

BRAAAAAAAAAAPOOOPOOBBRAAAAAAFRTTTARTT

Dr. Albright catapulted a bassy, vibrating and loud fart right down my throat, the exact opposite of Ashley's fart. It filled my mouth up instantly and gave me the taste of an eggy dish that had been fermenting for several months.

"Phew, excuse me. That must have been those 3 egg drop sandwiches I had this morning. Make sure to swallow it though, we can't have you messing with the test results." she demanded, sounding a bit authoritarian

"Flare your nostrils fucker!" Ashley shouted out loudly, not caring about sounding too vulgar

FRAAAPPPPFRAABBBBRRBVVVRAAAAAAAFRRLLAAAAARRRTTTATTTTTTTTTTT

A gross ripper flew out of Ashley's asshole and down my nostrils again, attacking my literal lungs with its volume and unbelievably gross smell of fish. Barely being able to process that one, I gagged and sputtered as much as I could.

But the doctor did not give me any rest, spreading her gigantic ginger ass and

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROAAAAAAMPPRPRAAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFGTTTTTTRTTTT

inflating my cheeks with a gas bomb that could rival a weapon of war. It literally expanded my throat for a second as it went down, showing just how huge it was.

"Man these are terrible today! Good for the tests though.." the doctor remarked, feeling a little embarassed but proud at the same time

This went on for around 4 minutes, them seemingly having an endless supply of farts in their stomaches.

PRRRAAAAFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

PRSCHLOOOOOPBRRAFFRTTT

BRAPRPPARPAPRPRPARRPTLRLRTTTTTT

FLOOOORRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT

"His pulse is saying 202, meaning he's close to passing out. How many was that... I think 14 farts? 14 farts in succession with each airway blocked is your limit, it seems." the doctor nonchalantly explained, acting like it was the most normal thing ever

"Hmm, that's a tad bit little. Don't you think so, toilet? Gonna have to train you a bit more." Monica said with that shit eating grin again

"Leave that for later. Okay, next we will be testing your sniffing ability, toilet. The first test here will be to see how well you can filter a fart by sniffing it. I will need a sample close up, one middle ranged and one long ranged. Who wants to do each?"

"I wanna do the close one! Please, I have such a nasty one ready right now!" Ashley said, almost screaming because of her excitement

"Alright, go ahead then."

Wasting no time when confronted with a possibility to torture me, Ashley climbed the table again before squatting over my face and spreading one of her asscheeks.

"Are you ready~?" she taunted,

Already being dizzy and feeling like vomiting soon, I shook my head weakly.

"Hmpf, are we not beyond that stage?" Ashley asked

She brought her pink asshole as close to my nose as possible before

PRASSSSSCHRTTRTRRRRRRRARRTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSVSSSSSSSSSSSSST

releasing a hot, slowly escaping fart that smelled like rotten garlic. It trickled down my nose, making sure to activate every membrane of my olfactory system.

"Ahhhnnn!" moaned Ashley, letting out one of the loudest moans she ever did, "This is sooo fucking good... come on, sniff! You have to pass this test with a good score after all, right?"

Revolting as it was, I still took deep sniffs. Ashley's farts were all too well known to me, either smelling extremely fishy, like rotten vegetables or like spoiled milk. My face contorted so much that it was obvious how much I hated her farts in particular.

"Hmm, seems like you sniffed this one up pretty well." the doctor said, holding yet a new device to measure something

"What is that now?" asked Hazel curiously

"Oh, that is a device that checks the hydrogen sulfide and methane in the air. Those components are the only relevant ones as a fart filter, so I'm using it. The close up test was a success." answered Dr. Albright

"Mhm, I feel a little left out. Can momma do the next one?" Monica asked, looking just as devilish as Ashley

"Of course, I don't need anyone specific. Only the variety is important for me, since that means a bigger sample size. Stand up for this one, toilet"

I was actually getting annoyed by the fact that she was genuinely calling me toilet, but I of course could not revolt. Everyone but Monica distanced themselves suddenly.

"Monica, approach him until you are approximately one meter in front of him."

Monica nodded and did exactly that, waiting in front of me, bending over and spreading her bare asscheeks.

"Get ready toilet, this one's boutta be a bit more disgusting than the usual ones!"

"Now." commanded the doctor

PRARAOOORABBLLARARRRRRRRRRRRARBBOROAROARTTTTARTTT

A wet splatter of gas came out of Monica's vibrating asshole, shooting the gas into my direction alongside small chunks of shit.

I at first could not smell much and took as deep sniffs as possible since I was so far away from the "source". When I suddenly started inhaling the fart molecules I almost vomited. It smelled like a dumpster left to rot away for eternity. But it was my job to sniff, so I gulped down my puke and inhaled the gas deeply.

While pinching her nose, the doctor slowly approached and held the device in the air between Monica and me.

"Hmm, this time your performance was rather mediocre, but still okay. Okay, lastly, we will do a long distance test."

Both of the twins stepped up, ready to have their oblivious fun.

"Step 3 meters in front of him and then just release your farts like before." said the doctor, this time stepping back even further as she was scared of the smell

The twins quickly got into place and spread their fat asscheeks to

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deploy their finest servings of gross ass gas. Their farts intermingled in front of me and I had no chance of compeletely smelling them, so I crawled closer, even though I was repulsed by the smell already. I found myself in the gas cloud and every breath I took felt like I was attacked by the most disgusting mustard gas.

URKKGHH

GURRGJHHH

Gagging sounds could be heard. Surprisingly not from me, but from Monica, Ashley and Dr. Albright, who distanced themselves almost 10 meters.

"Fuck that's rank... do your job better you useless fuck!" Ashley said, pinching her nose

"Are you that confident to think we won't punish you for that, fucker?" Monica angrily shouted

Dr. Albright only checked the air molecules for a few seconds, also pinching her nose and not wanting to smell a singular whiff while I was in the midst of it all.

"You failed miserably on this one... but that's understandable. I will give you an overall rating of 7/10. Okay good, the smell has dissipated. Let's advance to the second sniffing test: For this test you will need to sniff our farts as deeply as possible and then guess correctly what we have eaten."

"Oh, seems like I can't participate then. I already told him what I ate while using him this morning, Oopsie!" Monica exclaimed, giggling a bit

"That's still okay, we will start with Ashley, continue with Hazel and Rachel and then I'll be the last one to give you a fart sample."

Ashley cackled, walking towards me again as she was more than just ready.

"Man, I get to use you real good today, I love that!"

A painful tug came from the top of my head as her fingers tightly tangled in my hair and pulled me into her naked asshole.

"Sniff!"

I could only see how her asshole gently puckered against my nose before

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A long, drawn-out fart was pushed into my nose. I actually got goosebumps from how bad it smelled, but I still had to take the deepest sniffs possible. The notorious fishy smell quickly could be recognized and I tried to preserve my nose by stopping my inhales after I recognized it.

But before I could even guess it Ashley again forcefully pulled me into her ass and

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splashed my face with another vile, fishy fart. I struggled to move away but I was not strong enough.

"Nuh uh! You are not pulling away until you have your guess!" she taunted me

"B-but I have my guess... it's-"

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Her farts were getting worse and worse, making my head spin and body shake because of disgust.

"Nope. You need a good sample size before guessing. But don't worry, I'm right here for you!"

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Dr. Albright watched from the side and chuckled, finding what was happening rather amusing.

After 5 minutes of having her fun, Ashley finally let me pull my head away.

"So? What do you think it is that I ate?"

"I-It's... it's a fishy smell... so... you ate seafood?" I weakly guessed

"Good job, that's exactly it. Trout and oysters to be exact! Wow, awesome!" Ashley responded, acting like she was proud for once

Not giving me a chance to even regenerate, Rachel and Hazel instantly jumped in front of me and pulled down their yoga leggings again.

"Are you ready, toilet? We have some delicious treats for you too!" they both said at the same time

"N-no wait, I feel a little too dizzy to-"

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FRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTT

Their farts came out at the same time, blasting my face from right and left in a chaotic manner. I forced myself to take deep sniffs but could not figure out for the life of it what they ate since it was all so chaotic. Sniffing it, I thought of rotten fruits or eggs but not much else.

COUGH COUGH

"Ughh... I think... you ate something containing eggs?" I guessed, thinking I smelled that at the breakfast table earlier as well

"Hmm... not quite! We ate a coconut french toast with maple syrup and a Quiche, so I guess you are kinda right?" Rachel said while pouting

"Seems like there is window for improvement in that regard. Now, please stick your nose into my rump for this last guessing test." Dr. Albright said, turning around and spreading her massive naked asscheeks

Reluctantly, I crawled forward and dug my abused nose into her still smelly ass, my nose instantly disappearing because of how big her ass was. For a few seconds, nothing happened, with Dr. Albright just humming and me expecting the worst while seeing nothing but darkness. Her ass was so massive that my ears were engulfed too, meaning I couldn't even hear anything from the outside.

But the silence was abruptly finished as

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A gas explosion blasted out of her huge asshole, almost knocking me out of her ass with how strong and long it was. Dr. Albright quickly forced my face back in, pushing against the back of my head so I could "savor" the 12 second, vile fart in its full glory. And savoring I did, feeling my stomach churn because of all the new and funky smells I was exposed to.

"Ahhhnnn... shit, I shouldn't have ate so much. Well? Do you have a guess yet? Or should I let you marinate in there for a bit longer? Or better yet... should I give you another sample?" asked Albright

I shook my head to answer her last question, wanting nothing more than just to breathe fresh air again. But if I had learned one thing in my time as "the toilet", then it was that I had no say in anything these sadistic people did, which Dr. Albright proved to me once more.

"Nah, you probably need another sample. Flare those nostrils!" she commanded, probably having a shit eating grin just like Monica if I could have seen her

But I was stuck inside a humid, smelly darkness. Soon my breathing was becoming erratic too, a sign for how little air I had in her massive ass. She unfortunately noticed this. And instead of just giving me normal air to breathe, she had another brilliant idea.

"Oh no, you must be DYING for some air down there! You definitely need another sample... HNGGFGG"

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Another 10 second behemoth of a disgusting fart fully invaded my nose, making its existence known instantly. My brain was overcome with a smell of aged cheese, fish, rotten meat and even burned trash. Pleasant was the exact opposite of what was happening, but I of course had no other choice than to sniff up all of her gift. I actually had to swallow some of it too because of how much it was in volume, filling my entire nose and still coming out of her asshole.

"Fuck yes, that's what happens when I can't let them out for hours on end. Oh, I'm so sorry for my vulgar language..." the doctor said, definitely not meaning it

"Hahaha, no worries! You sound like an angel compared to what Ashley and me talk like!" Monica explained, laughing alongside Ashley while still watching me

My head spun and I tried pushing against her hand gripping my head, but I was way too weak. This caused me to sniff her painfully rotten gas, burning my nose and making me almost pass out because of how gross it was.

"And? How about now? You surely must have a guess by now." she pressed me, knowing I can't instantly answer because of my weakened state

"I hfhg one... I hfvavv ma guess" I tried saying but my words came out muffled because of her huge ass

"Hm... You have to speak up, you know? I can't understand you when you are mumbling like that." she teased me, obviously knowing why I can't be heard

"This bitch was not so professional after all! If you would just stop pressing my head into your swampy ass I could talk!"

"I HAVFF A GUE-"

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Before I could even finish my muffled sentence my poor nose was blasted by yet another wet fart coming out of her nasty asshole. It sprayed my face full of shit pieces and burned my nose yet again as it circulated into my airways. This time the smell was reminiscent of the worst aged cheese I have ever smelled. Staying conscious was a real challenge at this point.

"Come on, you surely must know by now!" she said, almost sounding mad

"I hav..."

Feeling the airflow to my brain being cut off completely, I went limp and leaned more against her hand.

"Ohh, oops. Seems like you weren't cutting that much air..." Dr. Albright said in mock-surprise, acting like she didn't know all this time

The fresh air that followed her freeing me from her swampy ass instantly flooded my brain and was able to keep my conscious. I laid on my back on the ground, gasping like an asthma patient.

"You are really slowing down our workflow right now, do you know that? Guess already, you fucker." Monica butted in, not being able to resist the chance to shout at me from above

Laying on my back on the cold floor, I tried to speak up in a raspy voice:"I...I think some sort of beef?"

My guess was so vague since I felt like I smelled every smell that a fart could have!

"That's just wrong. Well, I mean, I DID have a gigantic buffet of fruits, quinoa, several grilled cheeses, meat and a fat protein shake. But still, it's your job to guess that!" Dr. Albright said, suddenly showing her sadistic side too

"Are you serious? She had a whole buffet of different kinds of food that I had to perfectly guess? You had to be fucking kidding me..." I thought, but of course did not dare to say

"Anyways, your overall performance here was a 4/10. Monica and you guys, you definitely need to train him more in that department. But let's not fret over that, we have one last test to make in the sniffing department: A repulsion test. I remembered that it would be important to make your owners clear whose farts you are repulsed to the most. So we are going to blindfold you and let you sniff each sample again before you give your unbiased experience"

Even in my fragile and light headed state, my eyes widened in fear. I was about to let myself get blindfolded and had to sniff their farts to see how REPULSED I was? God save me...

"Come on, get up, fucker. I am aching to let out the next fart after watching for 15 minutes straight, so hurry already." Ashley said, wriggling out of her pyjama leggings and presenting her fat, round and bare ass to me

Slowly getting up on my knees, I crawled towards her. Being on my knees right in front of her, I noticed something: She just admitted she would be first?

"Ehm... I don't have my blindfold on yet..?" I asked confusedly

"Ah, doesn't matter now. Ashley couldn't wait, so she'll be the first person." the doctor said

Suddenly, a pair of hands tightly attached a blindfold to my head and pushed my face deep inside Ashley's massive ass.

"Oh! That feels nice..." Ashley lazily remarked, biting her lip while tightly tangling her fingers in my hair so I don't leave yet again

PRSSSRFFFFFFFARTTTTTAFRTTTTTTTTTTABBFARERTTTTTT

It didn't take long before her signature rotten fish farts trickled out of her asshole, assaulting my already fucked nose. I didn't even need to sniff as her fart was so potent that I got a good enough "sample" of it. Well, in my opinion. But my opinion was apparently not important.

"Hm? You are not sniffing, fucker! I can hear you!" Ashley angrily shouted

I was able to slightly pull out of her ass and talk:"I-I got a good enough sample of your gas, A-ashley..."

"NO YOU FUCKING DIDN'T! ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY AUTHORITY? SNIFF YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!"

PprPRrprprrbrbblpooororoopPRROOBBORRRRRRRARRTTTT

A wet fart bubbled out of her pucker and probably painted my nose brown with how shitty it was.

"HNFMFMFGG! UrKRKKK..." I gagged, my nausea increasing by the minute

"We are not done here... You NEVER question how stuff works around here, got it? Dumb fucker, I thought you were smart enough to grasp that... HNFF"

BROOOOMPPPFFFRRFRAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTT

The smell in my nose was now an abominable mix of a pile of shit and dead fish having lied in the sun for too long.

"Ahhhn, my god! I can't get enough of abusing your nose with my perfect stinkers."

"Ashley, that looks really fun, but let's get going. We do have some more stuff to do." Dr. Albright surprisingly said, saving me from Ashleys nasty farts

Ashley rolled her eyes, acting like an annoyed teen:"Yees, yes... of course I can't have some fun"

"You'll have some more of your fun later on, relax for now. Okay, the next person please come forth."

I of course didn't know this because of my blindfolds, but she brought forth the twins. I felt an ass being pushed into my face and right after my face shoved in the humid crack of said ass, but couldn't make out who it was. Without knowing it, I stuck my face inside Rachel's ass first.

FRAAAAPRROOBBFRAFFFFFFBBRRTTATTTTTTTT

This one was not as bad as Ashley's farts, but of course still grossed me out. It was a mix of fruitiness and rotten egginess that really put me off.

"Okay, next person please." instructed the doctor, really playing the game of me not knowing who's next

My face was quickly shoved into the next humid asscrack and held there tightly.

BRARPPPPBBROOFFGGTRRRRRRGFRTTTT

Eggy and a bit fruity as well, but still sniffable. I could even suppress my gagging, which was not possible with Ashley's farts at all.

"T-The last two were more tolerable..." I said weakly, causing Ashley to let out a giggle

"Hm, that's good. Okay, now the last person step forward please."

Another fat ass touched my cheeks before my face was getting shoved thrusted into it. This time the ass was so huge that my entire face was submerged. I knew who this was: Monica.

BLOOOOROOORORORORRRBRBAAARRRRRRRRRROOOOORRRFFRFRRRRTT

A gigantic, loud and attention collecting gas detonation came booming out of her booty, filling my lungs to their full capacity in mere milliseconds. Behind my blindfolds my eyes widened in shock as my brain processed the mere disgust of the molecules I just inhaled.

"URRKKGHH GUURGH"

My gagging was not avoidable and if it were the first time I sniffed Monica's farts, I would have vomited on the spot.

"Oh my, this one has an obvious reaction. But you probably already know who it is too." the redhead doctor giggled, again finding the situation rather amusing

"Hehehe, that's my boy." Monica said in a mocking tone

I felt my face getting released and was so relieved to again breathe normally, but before I could even take a long breath of normal air...

FFRRARRTTTTTFPROROBBARFFFRTATTTTT

Yet another farting ass was shoved into my face, prompting me to take a deep sniff of fresh, atrocious ass gas.

"Oops, sorry! That wasn't even part of the test, but I just couldn't resist ripping one in your face! I mean, that's what you were made for anyways, right?" the doctor admitted, relishing in her secret perverted nature

"Haha, damn right! Use him all you want, doc. That is EXACTLY what he was made for." Monica reiterated

"Ehem, sorry. We are getting a bit off track here, let's get going please." the doctor said, being the one who was distracting the check up herself, "I'll rank how bad you found the farts on a scale of 1-10. Your reaction to Ashley's farts was about a 9/10 I would say. Your reaction to the twins' farts was around a 7/10. And lastly, but most importantly, your reaction to Monica's farts was a 9.5/10. You definitely have to sniff them more to get used to them, toilet."

Monica laughed devilishly, seemingly infatuated with torturing me and my nose.

"Really? I only had a 9? He was gagging heavily back there though..." Ashley said, pouting a bit

"Well hun, seems like you still have to learn a lot from your mother!" Monica boasted

"Now now, please stay serious. The last section will be the tasting test, which will consist of just one actual "exercise": Swallowing our excretions. I will watch over you and look how fast you are able to fully swallow them, so do your best, toilet." The doctor said in a way too nonchalant tone

I gulped, being speechless given what would be happening soon.

"Who wants to go first? Ah, actually... please excuse me, I would like to be the first one to test our toilet here. I didn't take a dump for 3 days now, so I need this." the redhead doctor said, stepping forward without giving me a chance to argue back

Monica and Ashley smiled sadistically while the twins watched from the sidelines, curious about what will happen.

"Please lie down on your back, a squatting position would be the best for me." Dr. Albright instructed, clearly not asking

Knowing I have no other choice, I slowly laid down on my back, looking straight at the ceiling now. Her voluptuous body came into view, standing above me and ready to use me.

"Please open your mouth as widely as you can, this might be quite a lot. But you must be acquainted with this sort of thing by now." Dr. Albright said while pulling down her attire and squatting over my mouth with her fat but round ass

I opened my mouth as widely as I could and saw her moons of ass descending upon my face. They obstructed my entire view because of how huge they were.

"Spread my buttocks as well please. That can't be hard for a toilet like you, can it?" she teasingly asked

Spreading her asscheeks, I was met with her huge asshole again. Fear struck my body as I realized what duties I would need to fulfill soon.

"Now open wide. HNNGGFGGG"

CRACCKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

A fat, gross and crack ridden log of steaming shit emerged out of her gigantic gaping asshole. Her asshole being so huge made it so it was the girthiest turd I have ever seen in my life. It ever so slowly dangled out of her asshole, like a brown snake taking its sweet time to fall out. Getting near my face, its smell infiltrated my nose and made me feel sick already.

"Oh my god, that is just as big as mine! I'm impressed!" Monica said, watching the scene unfold with morbid excitement

"HNFFFG FUCK... Keep that mouth open and remember to chew and swallow as fast as possible... I have the timer ready"

The log of shit made a disgusting crackling sound as it slowly fell out of her asshole. It poured past my lips, instantly filling my entire mouth because of how girthy it fast. I had to chew quickly and was met with an explosion of awful tastes: A bitter, rotten, warm, sour, shitty and "expired" taste filled my entire body, causing me to convulse of disgust. But I chad to continue chewing, knowing more was about to come.

"FUCK IT'S SO MUCH... DON'T YOU DARE STOP HNFG!!" the ginger doctor said, now somehow being shameless

Chew after chew of her crackling, dry turd was done in seconds, but it felt like eternal hell. Warm pieces of her shit got caught in my teeth, making my mouth their home. I managed to chew a big part of her turd but couldn't properly swallow it as she just continued pushing, causing the chewed up shit to be pushed down without mercy.

"HNGGG CHEW FASTER! Fucking hell..."

It continued to pour down my throat, making it so my poor jaw had to work overtime in chewing it to swallowable pieces. At one point I couldn't keep up and the absolutely vile log started piling up on top of my mouth.

"DAMN YOU'RE SLOW! IS THAT HOW A TOILET SHOULD BE PERFORMING?" she angrily shouted

At one point she finished, causing the rest of the log to fall square on my face. Still squatting over my face, she pointed her asshole right at my nose.

"I know this is not the perfect time... but you are a toilet, so this shouldn't make any difference to you whatsoever... Hmpf"

PRraababbrbBRrbRORroRRORRrRTTTTATTT

A wet fart blasted into my nose and sent shivers of disgust into every vein of my body. The smell was a mix of cow manure, rotten trash and a cheese factory.

"Ugh, it smells fucking disgusting... chew it faster!" Doctor Albright said with a disappointed tone in her voice

I chewed and chewed but was able to only slowly swallow down the log. After replacing the contents of my mouth with the final rest of the log, Albright turned around to "help" me.

"Hand me a clothespin real quick Monica... please." pleaded the ginger doctor, pinching her nose with disgust

"Yes, of course.." Monica responded, also pinching her nose and looking down at me with disdain

She quickly handed a clothespin to Dr. Albright, who attached it to her nose so she wouldn't have to smell any of the awful smell coming from my direction. After her nose was being held shut, she turned to me and put each of her hands on the top and on the bottom of my head before clamping her hands together.

"Chew faster already, it's getting really disgusting now." she demanded

My jaw hurt from the forceful movement she was inflicting onto me and my stomach churned more and more, not liking the experience I was having at all. After I was done chewing the vile mixture of digested food in my mouth, I stopped and mentally prepared to swallow it down. Dr. Albright noticed this.

"Hello? Are you dumb? If you are finished, then SWALLOW! We need the best results we can get!" she shouted, looking like she was about to punish me

I nodded and gulped down the chewed mixture in my mouth slowly, gagging and almost vomiting it out again. It was a battle of will, as my stomach fought against the feces flowing down my esophagus. But in the end I won, managing to keep it down.

"Damn... you took a whopping 8 minutes 12 seconds to swallow that! That's more than just mediocre, that's actually pretty bad for a toilet like you! And moreover, my shits shouldn't be so bad... I think." the doctor said

"Welp, doesn't matter now, right? Let me go next, we still need more results." Ashley nonchalantly addressed

"You are right. That's a good work ethic, Ashley. Go ahead and give him your sample." Albright said

My eyes widened in fear and my stomach grumbled loudly, begging for it to stop.

"W-wait... can I get a break for a bit please.." I begged, feeling way too nauseous already

"Are you fucking dumb? In what WORLD would we give you a break? You are acting like we are doing this the first time... Open your fucking mouth before I cut off your balls." Ashley angrily replied, stepping over my body and squatting down with her now naked ass

I slowly opened my mouth, hoping I would at least have a few seconds to recover.

CRACKKKKKKKLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

But that was just make believe. My sight was instantly filled by her pink asshole stretching to release a soft, ice cream consistency like log that quickly shot out of her asshole. Without giving me any time to even react, it exploded into my mouth, filling it up like soft serve ice cream would a waffle cone.

"*Sigh* This is the best... god damnit, let's hope you can take this... HMPFGG" grunted Ashley

Trying my best to chew it revealed itself to be rather easy as its texture was already so soft that I didn't need to do much. But it still was literal shit from a human butt, which just continued to make the contents of my stomach want to escape through my mouth. Each bite was sour, bitter and awfully spoiled. My gut just knew that what I was chewing was not made for human consumption. There were solid corn pieces throughout the soft, voluminous turd, making the experience twice as bad than it already was.

"Swallow, fucking swallow... I have so much more." Ashley commanded

"That's right, give me some good results..." Dr. Albright said, biting her lip in debauchery

Pretty soon after starting to chew I was able to gulp down heap after heap of her shitty ice cream. But if that was a good thing or not I could not decide, as I knew that I had to vomit soon. The soft snakes of shit falling into my stomach didn't make this any better, making me even more disgusted. A rumbling sound could be heard coming from Ashley's stomach.

"W-what the fuck... oh no..."

She suddenly grunted, collecting her strength and will to push out something much more vile.

"OH MY GOD THAT IS SO MUCH... FUCK, SWALLOW!" Ashley shouted

CRACKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

And she was not wrong. A sudden spurt of feces came pouring down my throat like a waterfall of scat, making my life infinitely harder. I closed my eyes because of the hell I was experiencing, instead only concentrating on the gross feeling of warm softness pouring down my throat and a permeating taste of unbelievably gross shit filling every part of my digestion tract.

"SWALLOWWWWWWWW!"

SCHLORORPPROOORRRRRRRRRRROPTTTTTRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT

After 3 more minutes of her shitty waterfall, the flow stopped and I was stunlocked lying down there. My abdomen felt inflated, probably looking almost twice as big as it did before, after Ashley unloaded everything down there. Not puking was almost impossible now.

"Ahhnn... that was sooo good... Man I love shitting down your useless throat." Ashley moaned

"Wow, that looked like you were about to give in for a second. But your time was not as bad as before, being 6 minutes and 41 seconds this time. And DAMN Ashley, that was rotten! Did you really only eat seafood?" the doctor asked, impressed by the magical properties of her gut

"Hehe, yeah! Maybe I also drank too many banana milkshakes, but that was pretty much only seafood! Probably should eat more of that if I have such wonderful results, right?" she asked ecstatically

My jaw hurt, my throat was burning and I felt like I was about to double over. Them having sympathy with me was, of course, still not going to happen.

"Can we try that too? Please? Pleaseee?" Hazel asked while jumping from one feet to the other

"Yes, yes! This looked like soooo much fun!" Rachel added, just excited as her twin sister

"P-please just one break, I feel l-like throw-"

Before I could even finish my sentence, Monica interrupted me and stomped on my stomach.

TWHOMP

"AHH!" a cry of pain came from deep within me, showing how disastrous I felt after she stepped on my full stomach

"You are just so fucking dumb, aren't you? How hard is it to understand that this is your calling? You don't have anything else going for you in your life, this is your fate. So accept it like a good fucking toilet!" she shouted, striking me with deep trepidation

Weakly nodding, I prepared for the next torturous experience. Escaping really was not an option by now, they had control over my entire existence. This felt like the worst horror movie to be the main character in...

"Get ready, toilet!" both of the twins said while hopping over to me

Squatting over my face, they spread their thick asscheeks and aimed them down at my face.

"Open wide! Here comes the airplane!" they playfully said, apparently really not grasping how disturbing this situation is

FLOOORRPPPPPPPPPCRACKKRLRORPPR

CRACKKLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Both of their assholes opened at the same time, making space for the impending turds. Hazel unleashed a rock solid, thick log that smelled and looked absolutely nasty as it glided towards my mouth at an alarming rate. Rachel on the other hand bestowed upon my lips a soft, equally as vile and curling log. The smell was unbearable, making me gag already.

"Keep your goddamn mouth open!" Monica screamed, ready to correct my behavior via punishment

I tried my best to keep my mouth open, letting the disgusting logs flow into my mouth and fill my cheeks immediately to the brim. It was hard to even chew and when I finally was able to fully close my jaw, my teeth were confronted with a mixture of a soft and hard texture. Combined with the flavor of rotten mushrooms, onions, bitterness and the all too well known shitty taste, I was barely able to continue chewing.

"Ahhhh... I am so happy that our toilet likes this! This makes everyone happy!" Hazel unknowingly blurted out

"Yesss, I like this very much... keep chewing! Chew, chew, chew!" Rachel said excitedly

The different textures and flavors intermingled in my mouth, making me gag and sputter heavily. But I kept holding down my urge to vomit, knowing Monica, Ashley or even Dr. Albright would punish me heavily. Additionally, Dr. Albright kept hurrying me by mentioning the fucking time.

"You are really slacking right now, better start chewing faster." she said, knowing very well how much I am suffering right now

Rachel suddenly finished, fully unloading the final bits of her soft log down into my maw. The amalgamation of their chewed up shit was ready to get swallowed by me, but I felt so terribly sick that I just needed a break.

Hazel did not notice this and continued to push out her solid log.

"HFMFFNGNHHG!!!"

It continuously pressed down against the shitty mush in my mouth, forcing me to either swallow or suffocate under all the shit I was needing to swallow.

"O-oh, I'm sorry toilet... I have a bit more today, but I hope you love it like you always do!" Hazel innocently announced, smirking while continuing to push the rock hard log down into my gullet

Monica and Ashley couldn't hold back their laughters, watching from afar. Even Dr. Albright chuckled a bit while watching, again showing how deep down she is a bit sadistic too.

"HNFFGGG.. Oh god, it's just not stopping... better swallow, toilet!" Hazel said with worry in her voice

"GRKKGHGRMPF!"

Inch by painful inch, the shitty and nasty mush in my mouth was pushed down my throat by the new log Hazel was letting out. It barely fit in my throat and if it wasn't for her log pushing down on it, I would certainly have chocked to death.

"O-okay, almost done now..." Hazel said while straining

All of the shit porridge fell into my stomach and made way for the rock solid log coming out of Hazel's asshole to glide down my throat as well. My throat was once again painfully stretched as I had no time to even chew on it, making me almost pass out from a burning pain.

"Ahhh.. that was all of it.."

"Good job Hazel, that's how you do it!" Monica cheered her on

Somehow having survived all of the shit forced down my throat, I lied there motionless.

"This sample brought about a time of 9 minutes and 53 seconds! I know two people were shitting down your throat, but come on... that's really bad." the doctor said disappointingly

"Yes, that can't be tolerated", Monica exclaimed while stepping over to my body, "Let's hope you don't disappoint me like that."

"N-no no, please wait... I really need a-"

Monica simply squatted over my abused body, her naked, gross ass engulfing my entire face.

BOOOOOMMMMBBBBFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRAFFBBBBBBRTTT

An explosive, large and way too wet fart boomed out of her ass, painting my face brown and giving my nose the impression it was part of a warzone. I hated the slightly sickening smell of farts, but Ashley's and Monica's weren't only sickening... they reeked so bad that you would rather die than willingly sniff them.

"*sigh* Momma still got it, hm? HNNG"

BOORRAROMOPFFFFFFFFFFFMTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

She lazily pushed out another gigantic shart that washed over my entire face and made me dizzy. The shit specks landing on my face were a small teaser for what hellscape I was about to tread into.

"Geeeet ready! Big meal incoming!" Monica teasingly announced while biting her lip and pressing her huge asscheeks right against my face

CRARRACCKOCCKKKKKKKKKKKLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

A horrifying, disgusting sound could be heard before her asshole opened to the size of a balled up fist.

"Ughhh... This may clog you... but it will be absolutely worth it!" Monica screamed, pushing further

I subconsciously had my mouth open but instantly wanted to close it shut after seeing the massive log descending down upon me. It was the girthiest, worst smelling brown rod of the whole day.

But before I could even close my mouth, she pushed down onto my face and made sure my mouth sealed her asshole.

"Bon appetit!"

The shit log couldn't even be seen flowing out as it was already in my mouth while being pushed out. From an outside perspective, one could only see the contour of the turd completely filling the inside of my mouth and making me seem like an absurd parody of a squirrel with its cheeks full of nuts.

My teeth hurt unbearably as the girthy log pressed them into my jaw and the pressure that was applied to every part of my mouth made it so that I could never even close my jaw. Chewing just was impossible. But how would swallowing this beast be any more possible? Well, not Monica's problem.

"HNNGFGG! Fucking hell! Seems like you are eating good today, right toilet?" she mocked me while looking back

The colossal log made crackling sounds while resuming to spawn out of her asshole, advancing into the back of my mouth and leaving me no chance but to start choking.

"GGHFMMGGFF!"

An excruciating pain ran through my skull as her rotten, lethal shit pillar pushed against my throat, wanting to enter but not being able to due to the small space my throat offered it. Monica noticed this, but of course did not stop pushing.

"HEY, FUCKER! EAT IT LIKE THE TOILET BITCH YOU ARE! HHMGPF!" she shouted, not halting her shit flow for even one second

Monica's gigantic scat brick pressed and pressed against the entrance of my esophagus, increasing the already intolerable pain the membranes of my inner mouth felt. I began to violently cry and tried to weakly push her off me. But she did not even need to fight back, as she weighed way more than my weakened body could push.

"You're being pathetic... You know that you ate worse, right? Be a goooooood fucking slave and take it already! I am soooooooooo backed up..." snarled Monica

From the periphery of my vision, I could see the twins leaving and Dr. Albright shaking her head in disappointment, probably due to the fact that I was taking so long. But before being able to even think about the doctor's disappointment, the pain pulled me back to reality.

"Damn mom! I think you are about to kill him!" Ashley said while chuckling, obviously loving how I was being tortured

"God... Come ON! Alright, alright.. this won't do. I have another idea. HNNFF" Monica seriously announced, determined to "unclog" me

BAHHHHHOOHHLAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAARRRRRRRRRAAAAAAF

A strong, explosive and airy fart bombared out of the spots of her asshole where the log wasn't being pushed out, echoing in my mouth and successfully trickling down my esophagus. It was so powerful that it broke off a piece of the shit column, taking it with it and forcing me to swallow. An intense feeling of nausea bubbled up from my body's core as my stomach got a small taste of what catastrophe was about to happen.

"Bwahaha! You look like you are deepthroating a log of shit and sucking the farts out of her asshole!" Ashley said with tears of laughter in her eyes, taking pictures of me from several angles while pinching her nose

"Hmmmm... Still not enough? Ashley dear... be so nice and rub mommy's tummy to get her gas going..." Monica pleaded in a whimpering voice, acting like she is not shitting down my throat

"Of course, my perfect mommy!" Ashley replied, playing along and sensually rubbing her fit stomach

GRUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEE

A loud, foreshadowing rumble emitted from the deepest pit of Monica's stomach, causing me to get goosebumps as I realized what was about to happen.

"HMPFFF"

BOOOOOOORRRRRRRRUUUURRRBFFFFBBBRRRRRAAAAAAAAOOOOOOBABB

Another fart explosion was able to escape out of her still shitting butthole. What followed was a warm, humid gust of gas speeding down my throat again and applying the taste of sourness and rotten vegetables across my mouth. It again acted like an abrasive, breaking off a good chunk of the shit colossus and taking it down with it into my stomach.

"F-fuuck, that's good.." sighed Monica in pleasure, "Dr.Albright... do you perhaps... have some laxatives that you would be so nice to share with me? I greatly need some right now."

Albright smiled, nodding and proudly presenting the 12 laxative pills she took with her:"Of course. I thought that we would be needing some, so I prepared by taking them with me."

My eyes widened and I shook my head frantically, being in deep terror.

"HMMMMGG! NNFNFFNOO!!"

"Here, swallow those with a glass of water." Dr. Ablright instructed, giving Monica 2 pills with a glass of water

The strained Monica answered, shaking her head while grunting and squinting her eyes due to the labor:"G-give me... give me all 12!"

Everyone's eyes except Monica's widened in shock, knowing how bad this was about to be.

"A-are you sure..?"

"YES! JUST DO IT!" Monica screamed, not even having one ounce of care for my poor soul

Just then, another gas bubble formed in her colon.

BROIOOOOOOOFFROOOOOOOOMMPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Again, a good chunk of the tail of the log was blown off and taken into my stomach. Even though it was terrible, I was able to gulp it down. What I did not expect however was the fact that the log was now small enough to partially enter my throat.

"HNMPFFGG GUUUUUUURKRKRKRGHRTGH" My muffled cries for help turning into pathetic choking sounds reflected the suddenness of the log entering my esophagus

Monica wildly shoved the 12 laxatives into her mouth, taking a big swig of water to flush it down.

Ashley, still pinching her nose, looked at Dr. Albright worriedly:"Dr. Albright... we should leave right now. The last time mom took laxatives it took 2 whole toilets getting clogged to support her outburst of shit. And even though her asshole is literally in his mouth, I feel like I need to puke because of the smell already..."

Albright nodded, also pinching her nose:"You are right... I feel sick off the smell alone... Let's get URGH o-out of here.. fuck, almost vomited..."

The two left to go to another part of the mansion too, leaving only Monica and me here. Her thick, shiny and wobbly ass blocked almost my entire field of vision, but I was still able to see her. She looked back, smirking at me while a rivulet of sweat trickled down her face.

"Heh... how are you doing, toilet? Feelin good? I'm about to feed you a whole lot, just wait for a bit..." she sadistically taunted

"MBGFGRRTG!!!"

My muffled, helpless cries could not even be heard anymore since the girthy log was now inside my esophagus and also blocking almost my entire airway. I was heavily choking and all grossness aside, I was about to suffocate to death. Between the agony and absolute disgust I felt in the situation, I was actually in favor of dying right at that moment. I would be free...

But fate had other plans.

GRUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

GOOURRAAAAAOORRURRRRRRRRRRAAAAAA

Loud, hefty grumbles could be heard and felt from Monica's intestines, almost like intense tremors. Monica's legs began shaking and her eyes opened widely as she felt everything crashing down.

"OH GOD... O-OHH FUCK... IT'S COMING... AND IT'S COMING NOW!" she screamed, spreading her asscheeks with quivering hands even though her asshole was fully inside my mouth anyways

Then the dams broke.

SCHLOOOOOOORAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRARRRRRRRRSCCCHCHSCCLLLOPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRARRRRFFRPRRRRACSCCHRRTTTTTTTTTTRSCHHHPLAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRTTTT

A hot, unending Tsunami of diarrhea pushed against the unwavering log and erupted out of her asshole, flooding my mouth and burning every piece of flesh my gullet had to offer. It came with such a force that it instantly pushed the rock hard turd right into my stomach, putting me in a world of pain as the log slid down my esophagus and landed in my gut with a loud THUD.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD, YES!" moaned Monica, throwing her head back in ecstasy

The torrent of abhorrent, liquid scat poured out of her asshole in such quantities that I had to permanently gulp it down, my adam's apple bobbing as my throat was working overtime. It felt like a hose was being forced into my mouth that pumped raging hot water down my throat without ever stopping, filling my stomach with more and more liquid. But water would have been a blessing compared to this shit deluge. Not to mention the taste.. it was the worst combination of sourness, rotten vegetables/meat and extreme bitterness. Bitterness that could be compared to 100% abv alcohol.

"FUCKING HELL! I'M CLOSE TO CUMMING FROM JUST THIS, OH MY GODDDDD!"

My eyes rolled back into my head as the biggest feeling of disgust creeped across my body, getting under my skin. Her scat cascade filled my stomach so much that I felt like exploding soon, so I tried my best to push her off me. But my body was merely exerting force, which was the result of severe muscle atrophy.

After 5 minutes of Monica moaning and putting me in a world of hell, her liquid shit stopped pouring out. She let out one big sigh, finally getting off me and turning around.

Looking down at Patrick, Monica saw as him being completely passed out. His belly stretched out grotesquely, caused by her pumping his stomach full of her scat. His stomach actually overflowed, making it so her viscous shit liquid traveled up his throat and out his mouth, even though he wasn't even conscious.

"Oh my god... maybe I went overboard... but that felt fucking amazing. And now you are well fed, or am I wrong?" Monica laughed

But suddenly, she was hit by the smell too.

"URGHKK.. What the fuck?! Oh my god... that's so bad, I almost puked..." she ran out the room while pinching her nose, taking a shower because of how gross she felt.

The mountain of shit from Patrick's unconscious body later needed to be pumped empty by servants of the Cabellos' family wearing hazmat suits, all just so he wouldn't die.

And if you are curious about the last score Dr. Albright gave him: The ordeal was a whopping 43 minutes and 31 seconds long, which made the ginger doctor give him a score of 1/10. Poor Patrick.

CHAPTER 11: THE LADIES' PARTY/ GRANDE FINALE

[----2 DAYS LATER----]

I woke up with a terrible pain from every part of my body, feeling like I was ran over 3 times. But more importantly, my face was buried in something soft and my head was kept in there with a strap, with my entire vision being black.

FRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTT

"GFHMNGHHG!"

A 5 second, rotting onion-y smelling fart shot up my nostrils and I could not move out of the presumable ass my face was forced into. The smell was so terrible that I quickly knew it had to either be Monica or...

PPPPPPPSLLSSLOOOOORAAAARRRRRRRTTT

Ashley.

"Ugh, finally you are awake, fucker. You were passed out for two whole fucking days!" Ashley groaned angrily, scrolling on her phone like she always does

She leaned forward, thrusting her ass further into my face before

PLOOOOOARABBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB

Bombarding my nose with another rotten fart.

"But I guess mom did put you through some heavy stuff back there." she said, snickering a bit

I was confused as to what she was referring to... and then I remembered. The memory of me swallowing everything like a sewage pipe almost made me throw up at the spot.

"HEY! No gagging or throwing up. Is it so hard to act obedient already? Fuck man... I thought we trained you enough. Nevermind that, you have to be a really obedient fucker today, okay?"

"H-huh?" I asked anxiously

FRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

My question was first answered with a meaty, cheesy fart before Ashley even cared to answer.

"*Sigh* I'm talking about the party we are having today. 4 other women are coming over, most of whom you already know."

I shook my head in disbelief, already feeling despair at expecting the torture.

RRUMMBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

But even more scared was I of the grumble coming from her stomach. She released the straps and turned around to push me onto my back, squatting above my face with her pale, teardrop shaped ass.

"Ahh... Open." she simply commanded, looking back down at me with the most stern look I've ever seen

Like a trained dog of pavlov, I opened my mouth widely.

FFLOOOOORRRFFRRRRRRRRFFRRRARRRRRRP

But instead of shitting into my mouth, she lazily released a soft pile of shit on my face, making sure to miss my mouth. That fucking bitch...

"Oops... seems like I missed. But now I can't just stop.. HNG"

She continued to release the soft serve like consistency shit, causing me to end up with a pile of shit all over my face. My eyes, eyelids, cheeks, part of my hair, nose/nostrils. I tried breathing through my mouth because of how bad it was, but Ashley lazily plopped her ass down on my face, with her asshole perfectly landing on my open mouth.

PLAOOOOOORAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB

"Ahhnnn...Alright, lick all of this up." Ashley commanded again

Ashley made sure to spread all of the shit chunks on my face even more by using her ass, making it so even my neck was smeared with her gross shit. Repelled, I slowly licked the layer of shit covering my face as I did not want her to punish me.

"So, anyways.. Angela, Emma, Diana and a friend of the Twins will be coming. They are all excited to use you, so this party is just perfect for them." she explained while again scrolling on her phone

PROOOOOOOAAAAAAAAPPFFRAAAATTTTTT

Another wet fart blasted out of her butt right down my throat as she abruptly rearranged herself, causing a disgusting wetness to settle in my throat.

After around 8 minutes, I managed to wearily lick up all the caked chunks of shit across my face, cleaning myself with my tongue, so to speak.

"Sooo, that's all I wanted to say. Another thing... I need you to open up again." she commanded one last time, squatting above my face again. But this time, her labia aimed at my mouth instead of her asshole.

PSSSSSSSSSHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSHTTTTTTT

Saltiness and tanginess hit my mouth as she pissed into my mouth with the force of a pressure hose, instantly filling up my maw and compelling me to swallow quickly.

GLUG GLUGGG GLUG

Gulping down her piss proved itself to be easier than her shit or her farts, which was a nice change for me. But still, there was an abundance for of urine for me to swallow, so my throat had to work overtime.

"Fuuck that's good... swallow all of that, bitch."

After 3 minutes of continuous pissing, she finished and sighed with a smile on her face.

"Good job. Now get down and wash yourself properly, you have to be clean for all the guests." Ashley said, actually strutting away and leaving me alone

Mindlessly walking down towards one of the 10 bathrooms they had, I realized that I could escape right there and then. No one was keeping an eye on me at the moment.

But I didn't. It felt... wrong. I hated it, but... it was the most familiar thing for me. Slowly but surely, I was being fundamentally changed.

Finishing my shower, I went down to the living room and started to smell all kinds of food: 7 of the Family's premium chefs were in the huge kitchen, stressfully preparing meal after meal for the gigantic feast the women would be having. The cooks saw me for one second but quickly averted their eyes, almost like they found my existence to be awkward.

[----2 HOURS LATER----]

The living room now boasted a long, black table with a large variety of foods and beverages: Croquettes with Marinara sauce, Baguette infused with garlic butter, Neapolitan Pizzas, Chicago deep dish pizzas, stacked Fajitas, a rich and oily focaccia, a gigantic black bean korean Chili, several plates of Carbonara and so on and so forth.

It was a literal feast, possibly being able to sustain someone for a whole week. Though I noticed that, apart from some sodas, the drink variety was mostly alcoholic: Beers like Budweiser, Corona and Guiness were available in an abundance. But also stronger spirits like Vodka, Jagermeister, Gin and even Cocktails were spread throughout the table and even room.

I gulped, knowing what that meant.

"Ohhh, hey toilet! Look at you, all obedient and ready for our party night!" Monica mockingly exclaimed, coming fresh from a shower and wearing leggings and tight sportswear that pronounced her curves

Not even trying to fight back, I looked down in acceptance. Was I staying here by choice? I didn't even know anymore.

DING DONG

The first guest arrived, being let in by a guard that the Cabellos' family arranged. My eyes opened in dread as I saw who it was.

Angela.

"Heyyy, Monica! I'm sooo so glad to see you again!" she said, jumping into her arms and hugging her tightly

"Good to see you too, Angela. I really missed you."

"Wooow, so much food and drinks! You are just a darling, Monica."

Monica chuckled:"Ahh, it's nothing. I need to properly treat my friends every now and then."

"How nice of you. I love to be here again.", Angela replied, looking around the house before suddenly stopping as her view landed on me, "YEEEEES! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH, MY TOILET!"

She excitedly jumped from one feet to the other while squeaking. I tried to be friendly and greet her too, but before I even could, she yanked down her pants and underwear and planted her fat, thick ass on my face. I was met with sweaty darkness and could even smell some residue stench, probably because she farted not long ago.

PLABOOOOOOORRRRRAAAAAAARRRBFFFFFFFFFRAAAAAAAAAAAARTTTTTTTTTTTT

A monstrosity of a fart instantly erupted out of her asshole and covered my entire face. Her asscheeks were so huge that they encapsulated my entire head, making it so the fart was not able to disappear and stayed trapped in my face. It was disgustingly bad, but my job of course was it to sniff up the warm, cheesy fart.

"Oh wow, you didn't even wait..." Monica said, half impressed and half chuckling

"I missed him wayyy too much, you know. Anyways, how's life treating you lately?" The very thick woman asked Monica

"It's superb, honestly. There's so much stuff I can do to entertain myself, especially with my toilet. But I've noticed that he is a bit untrained lately, so I hope he can at least deliver tonight."

FRAAAAAAAPOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRTTTARRR

"Ahhh... well, I'm just glad I can use him again. Let's hope he can withstand everything we give him." chuckled Angela

"Ahahaha! You are damn right."

DING DONG

Another ring of the doorbell could be heard. This time, it was Emma and Diana arriving, Ashley's close friends.

"H-hello... nice to meet you aga-" began Emma, but she was cut off by

PLAAORRBABBBBBBARRBTRRARRRRRRRRRRABABARTT

A booming wet fart exploding into my face as Angela just let loose.

"O-oh god..." Emma timidly said

"Bwahahahaah! Getting what he deserves, that fucking toilet, huh? Or should I say... getting what "it" deserves?" laughed Diana, already enjoying the evening

"Nice to have you here, ladies.", Monica said, already feeling the potential torture in the air as she saw everybody, "ASHLEY! HAZEL, RACHEL! COME DOWN!"

The three walked downstairs, all wearing light and comfortable clothing that still accentuated their thick curves.

"Wassup, Ashley!", Diana said, already hugging her, "Glad to be here again. You guys are impressive, making us so much food!"

"Well, we do need to fuel up after all!" Ashley announced, smirking as she saw Angela sitting on my face

BRRARORORPPRAPRRPFRAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Emma was shocked and put a hand in front of her mouth while all the other ladies either laughed or smiled.

"Damn, Angela! Don't go killing him now! We still need him." Diana joked, but one could really think her gas is poisonous because of how terrible it smelled

DING DOOOOONG

One last ring of the doorbell foreshadowed the final person of the evening arriving: Clara.

"Heyyyyyy, how are we doing guys?" she asked, her personality seemingly bubbly

Clara was a thick assed, flat chested brunette with ponytails and skin that was slightly tanned. She looked at Angela and got a bit confused by what was being done to me.

PORAAARRABBBBBFRATTTTTRABBRAORARPRARTT

"Ahhnn.." sighed Angela

Monica picked up on her confusion and quickly brushed the absurdity of the situation off:"Ah, don't worry hun. He loves farts, so we will be bestowing upon him our finest gifts tonight."

"Yeah, don't worry one bit. You are free to let loose tonight!" agreed Ashley, the other women save for Emma nodding along

"Oh wow! I never met someone like that! But I guess all kinds of people are out there, so judging would be mean!" Clara answered, already being more oblivious than both twins combined.

Groaning under Angela's ass, I was getting fed up with how oblivious Rachel, Hazel and especially Clara were. But I also noticed that I was caring less and less about everything, not even squirming or resisting while Angela was sitting on my face with her swampy ass.

"Okay, Ladies! Let's not get distracted by small things, our precious food will get cold otherwise!" Monica exclaimed while clapping her hands together

Everyone nodded and they all went to sit at the dining table. Except for Angela, she stayed behind to drag me along with her and place my head face upwards on her seat.

"Sorry sorry, but I really need him. I have IBS, you know." she justified, plopping her still naked ass down on my face again

"Oh we don't mind, don't worry. He'll help us out by being a perfect fart filter, so go ahead Angela." Diana explained

"Alright then, cheers to an amazing night!" Monica said, clinking her cocktail glass with the drinks of the other ladies

They all began munching on their foods akin to someone that hasn't eaten in several days, especially Clara. She somehow never stopped eating, always shoving something down her throat.

"Damn Clara! Chill out, the food won't grow legs and run away!" Ashley jokingly said

"Oh, that's good to know!" Clara answered, actually being surprised by that fact

Rachel and Hazel butted in at the same time:"Clara is always hungry! She has a big appetite, no matter what!"

"Ohh, I understand that fully!" agreed Angela while still chewing on her Deep Dish Pizza.

She suddenly grunted audibly and strained before

BBLRAROROARPARORRLRRBRBARRRRBFFPRRARFFFPPFPRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT

Releasing a deafening and grotesquely disgusting fart that made the entire room go silent. After a few seconds, everyone except Emma started to burst out in laughter.

"Sorry Ladies!" Angela apologized half-heartedly

"Don't worry, better he smells it than us!" Diana proudly said, of course not caring about me in the slightest way

The women continued the next 30 minutes by chatting, enjoying the food and sharing a laugh with each other, which was accompanied by Angela releasing a stink bomb right into my face every 3 minutes or so. I really thought I was gonna pass out at one point, but suddenly

GROOOOOOOOOANNNNNNBBLMUEEEEEE

"Ohhhh fuck! You hear that, toilet? Something big is coming!" Angela told me, dragging me to the side into another room, which made some of the women laugh

She gently threw me onto the ground, squatting over my face with her gigantic ass.

"Hope you are excited for this, open wide!"

SCHLOOOOOOORARPRORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT

Before I could even think about what was happening, a runny jet stream of her shit shot into the back of my throat and made me choke. Knowing I had no other choice, I started to gulp and gurgle her scat liquid like my life depended on it.

"A-ahhhh fuck... I probably wouldn't have made it to the bathroom... this is why you are so useful to me."

She let out so much shit that I got surprised at how long she could go on, making me work overtime. I was actually able to withstand the terrible rotten fishy, cheesy and bitter taste that was pouring into my tastebuds, but I at the same time got scared by just how much the first person of the evening was filling me up.

"Aaaaalmost done...HNG"

But right before she was done, she strained one more time and

PLBOORRSCCHSLOOOORROPPPPPPTTTTTTTT

released an explosive fart while still shitting down my mouth, causing a surge of shit to assault my entire mouth at the same time. After I managed to not puke because of it and succesfully gulp it all down, Angela quickly made her way to the dining table again.

"Hope that wasn't too much, hihihi!"

Laying there with a stomach that was already sloshing around with shit made me feel that terrible feeling of despair again. But at the same time... it kind of didn't matter anymore. It happened so often that I felt so empty. Slowly recovering, I crawled my way over to the dining table as well. Arriving there, I saw Monica standing and mischievously explaining something.

"As you guys may have noticed, a good amount of alcohol has been prepared for us this evening! But to step everything up a notch and not just let you all casually drink, I thought that we should play a drinking game!"

Excitement, curiosity and even a bit of worry could be read from the faces of everyone listening. Especially Emma looked a little nervous, but that would change soon.

"We're going to play the game "Never have I ever"! This box contains 200 cards with random situations and if you find yourself having participated in such a situation, you either take a big swig or a shot of alcohol!" Monica elaborated while holding up the box of cards, looking like she is about to implode of excitement

"Huuuuuuuh... Clara doesn't understand..." Clara said, looking at Monica with utter confusion written all over her face

"That's fine, that's fine. You'll understand once we start." Ashley told her, also being really excited already

I only got to sit on the floor next to them, already scared of the consequences. Surprisingly, Angela did not need to use me instantly. Looks like she really unloaded back there.

"Okay okay, let me start. Never have I ever... used long foods like carrots or cucumbers for masturbation!" Monica exclaimed with an absolute smirk

As expected, no one actually drank. Well, no one except for Monica and Diana, who both proudly downed an entire can of beer and laughed afterwards.

"Wooow, Miss Cabello! I didn't think you were into that sort of stuff!" Diana told Monica, wiping her mouth with one hand

Monica replied with the same energy:"I think I should be the surprised one! You youngsters are wild!"

Angela drew the next card, shaking her head in playful ridiculousness:"You guys are freaky... alright, never have I ever... had a celebrity crush."

And to no surprise, this time everybody drank. Even the shy Emma, who reluctantly sipped on her cocktail.

"Ohh look at you, Emma! That's what I wanna see, let's really get things going!" Ashley told her, playfully bumping into her and giving her the next card

"U-uhm... Never have I ever.. had s-sex with a teacher or professor." she read while blushing furiously

This time, only Diana drank. She downed a shot of Vodka, proudly showing everyone the empty glass.

"Finally pays off to live life to the fullest, ahahaha!"

"I think I understand now... I never did those things, so I'm gonna drink!" Clara said, rapidly drinking three beer cans in a row like it was water

Ashley shook her head while laughing and even the twins found her stupidity funny.

"Nooo, Clara! You only drink IF you have done those things!" both said, smiling as they of course weren't angry at Clara

"Ohhhh... well, Clara really liked those beers though!" she said, downing yet another beer out of nowhere

"Damn! How does she even do that...", Ashley shouted with widened eyes, "Ohh I'm next! Never have I ever.. faked an orgasm!"

Diana instantly emptied her next shot of Vodka, with everybody else just staring at her in awe. Clara followed right after, almost drinking yet another beer can but being stopped halfway through.

"Clara? You did that?" several of the ladies asked at once

"Nope, I'm just thirsty and I like the taste of that Budweiser stuff..."

Everybody laughed and the evening continued just like that, with Diana drinking everytime a question was asked. Not surprising, considering her lecherous lifestyle and personality. But just after a while, the alcohol started to show its effect.

"Ohohohohhhhhhhh... Amm veeeewy dwunk right nooowwww..." the drunk bimbo told everybody

She suddenly approached me, proudly standing above me:"Heyyyyyy toiletttt... wwwwwe havfv neglegted you for quide a whileee.."

The ladies giggled while watching as she walked to Clara.

"Claraaa... rememember howw hee looooves to swallowww farts annn fugging shitt?!" Diana questioned her, her words slurry because of her drunken state

"Reaally? I do remember that... but is that really true?" Clara curiously asked, not even fathoming that she is being lied to

"Yeeeeeeees, he's INFATWUADDED wiff dad stuuuff... riight, twiins?"

"Yep! A little weird but we grant him his wish of being our toilet!" the twins said in a bubbly tone

"Loookkg..." Diana told Clara, painfully tangling her fingers and long nails in my hair before forcing me into her fat ass

BROOOOOAAMPROBBBBBBBORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

A wet fart bubbled out of her ass and made my entire face moist. The smell, a mixture of decaying vegetables, a trash can that has been rotting away for too long and burnt charcoal, made my skin tingle with disgust. But I of course could not pull away with her iron tight grip holding my hair.

"Ahhhh fuuhuck... I missshed farding into your faacee.. feelshhh beeddder than sesxxx.." Diana moaned, grinding her ass against my face dominantly

"Oh, oh! I wanna try that too!" Clara excitedly said, pushing her ass into my face and grunting loudly before

BLAAORRPRRALBBLRAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTPRLROORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT

releasing an insanely big fart, one that could rival those of Monica or Ashley in terms of smell. It could be described as an onslaught of spoiled milk, badly rotten beef, cheesiness and egginess that entered my nostrils. I tried to pull away as I thought that Clara at least wouldn't think of holding me in place, but I guess she learned from Diana, pulling me back into her ass.

"Nawww, don't be so shy! Just admit how much you love this!" she told me, smiling down at me

FRAAAAAAPFRAAAAAAAAPFRRRRRAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTBRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTGRRRRATTTT

Another gas bubble vibrated out of her asshole and straight into the canal of my nose, intensifying the smell of disgusting cheesiness and meat. Her gigantic appetite surely revealed itself in the unbelievably awful smell of her farts.

"I'm so glad that I am so gassy, means I can finally make it useful now!"

"Meee, mee nooww!" Diana shouted, pushing Clara aside and forcefully landing on my face with her ass, which in turn brought us to the ground with her ass now sitting right on my nose

FRAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTBRRRRRRRRRRBROLMPFFFFTTTTTTTT

My nose was assaulted with the smell of rotten eggs and literal sewage, making my stomach feel queasy as I knew I had to vomit soon again. But I tried to clear my mind and keep it down.

"Ohh wowwowww... yor nose ish turninngg all redd from all the fardsss." Diana said while looking back at me, laughing

GRUMBBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

A loud grumble emitted from her stomach, meaning no good.

"Purrrfect. Lookk closely, Glaraaa... Open waidddd, toileddd!" Diana commanded, spreading her fat asscheeks and lewdly biting her lip while looking back at me

CRACCKLEEEEEEESQQQUEEEELCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

A simple, but still girthy shit log filled my mouth as Diana pushed it out with pleasure. Her moaning became louder and louder as the warm, disgusting log got further down my throat.

"FUUUCK YESSS... " moaned Diana

Knowing my limits, I was ready to swallow the log without chewing so I didn't have to get the awful taste into my mouth. Diana saw this and quickly got mad.

"NO! DON'T FUGGING SWALLOWWW YETT!" she shouted

I nodded and almost gagged as I kept the shit sausage in my mouth. The ladies laughed as they were presented the vulgar display. Except for of course Emma, who gasped and looked away in shock.

"Okaay... let's doo a gaaamee... Glara, do yoou need to shid?" asked Diana

Clara nodded frantically:"Oh yes! I really need to go poop, badly even!"

"Nicee.. theen do itt. He's fiending for shid raight nowww! Andd everybodyyy else... guesss iff he willl bee able to swallloww id all! If yooo guess wrongggg, yoo have to drink 3 shodss of high perceendage alcoholl!" the bimbo excitedly announced

Murmuring and exchanging their guesses, the women thought about what to pick. Most of them strongly believed that I wouldn't make it, from the looks of it.

With eerie absurdity, Clara began squatting over my mouth and spreading her asscheeks while smiling down at me.

"You can thank me later, toilet! HNGGFGG"

CCRACCCKLEFFRRPRPFRRFFRROOPRRFRRPRFRRRRRRRFRRRPFRPRRPFR

Her pink asshole, a few centimeters over my partially filled mouth, relentlessly started to fill my mouth up with soft, chunky and corn ridden shit. It felt like slimy, hot clay entering my mouth and filling up the entirety of my gums. Knowing I had to swallow to survive this, I quickly began to chew on the gelatinous body of shit in my mouth. The taste unraveled itself, consisting of moldy bread, absolute bitterness, stale coffe grounds and rotten fruitiness. Calling it revolting would be an understatement, but I had to swallow chunk after chunk of the slimy concoction and feel how it heavily landed in my stomach.

"Ohh, nice! It's just perfect how much I need to shit right now, I hope you enjoy it! Savor every bit for me!" Clara innocently told me, not stopping and still pushing

"UGhGRGH GURGGH"

Depraved gurgling sounds could be heard coming from my throat as my esophagus worked overtime, gulping down load after load of her chunky porridge. Every part of my insides was probably painted brown by now, but that of course didn't stop Clara from unloading more.

"Haahhh, it also feels soooo good.. seems like a Win-Win here, right?" Clara again obliviously blurted out, her gaze unfocused as she only concentrated on shitting out as much as possible

But through it all, I actually kept up my fast pace of swallowing the incredibly disgusting mess and finally managed to survive the last wave of her shit. The women looked surprised, shocked and even entertained after seeing the whole depravity.

"Maaan, he really DID gulp all of that down? Well, I guess he is a toilet after all..." Ashley said, disappointed as she betted on me failing

Groans could be heard as seemingly nobody voted for me "winning". Except for Monica, who proudly stood up and looked at me.

"Good job, toilet! I KNEW you were able to gulp down all that shit! Man, I did such a good job training you..." boasted Monica with proudness, in reality only having tortured me day after day instead of actually "training" me

Clara suddenly pressed against my mouth with her shitty asshole, looking back at me with a smile:"Come on, lick it! There's still some precious scat hanging on there!"

I at first hesitated but sighed and obediently nodded, licking her warm, pink ring and catching any speck of shit to clean it. She sighed and didn't bother to get up even after I finished, comfortably sitting down on my face.

Meanwhile, every woman save for Emma drank their shots. Ashley noticed this and gave her a nudge.

"Come onn, Emma. We're having fun here. Don't you wanna enjoy this too?" she asked her

"Y-yeah, but losing control... I don't like it.." the shy Emma responded, her words almost inaudible

Emma ultimately only drank one of her shots. This caused Ashley to sigh in annoyance, not getting the reaction she wanted out of Emma. Though just a minute later, her face lit up with a devilish smirk as she got another idea on how to entertain herself. She turned to Monica, intending to ask something.

"Mooom... you probably need to shit by now, right?" she asked Monica next to her with doe eyes

Monica reciprocated the "vibe", smirking as well:"Ahh yes, badly, now that I think about it. May I, Clara?"

Clara lifted herself off me and my vision was soon met by Monica's fat, round and wobbly ass descending down on my face.

"Ahhh... hope you got room for more. HMPFH"

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKLEEEEEEEEEEEFWROMHP

She then released the first behemoth log, watching with amusement as it thundered into my awaiting maw. Knowing I had no choice to swallow it whole, I began to chew on it as fast as I could. The vile, putrid taste of bitter, rotten meat spread throughout my mouth again, but I carried on forward. Monica pulled back a little, admiring her handiwork before grunting again.

"Good little piggy... HNFG"

CROACKKLLLLEEEEEEACCCCCCCCKLEEEEEEEEE

A second, massive and steaming turd plummeted straight down my gullet, mixing with the chewed mush. Overwhelmed, I started to choke and cough violently.

"Haaahh... look at you, such a glutton. Don't worry though, we are allll ready to still your hunger!" Monica said with a wicked laugh, "Take it all in..."

CROOOOOOOOOACKLEFFWORHHMPRRHFFFFFFRRTTTTTTT

Yet another load followed suit, splattering onto my tongue and the roof of my mouth. It was a gargantuan log that almost made me vomit on the spot.

"God damnit Monica! Your shits became even more massive since last time!" Angela told her, more amazed than disgusted

"T-that's horrible..", Emma exclaimed while holding a hand in front of her mouth, "B-but now that I think about it, I need to p-poop too..."

"Hmmm? What was that about again?" Ashley asked her with perverse delight

"O-oh, nothing..." the flustered Emma responds

My cheeks were now filled to the brim, leaving me no room to even breathe if not for my nose. My field of vision was suddenly met by Ashley stepping towards me.

"Hey, toilet. Swallow exactly half of the shit." she commanded me, her dominant tone brooking no argument

Against all odds, I worked up the resolve to swallow yet another load of their gross shit. I did it exactly how she asked me to, leaving half of the slimy, mucous content in my mouth. Confusion arose shortly after... what exactly was she planning?

"Emma, come here. Our toilet needs his mouth filled again. Look how eagerly he swallowed everything." she told Emma, biting her lip in sinister debauchery

The eyes of the shy woman widened in shock and she gulped slightly, clearing her throat:"N-no, I never could..."

Ashley walked over to her, helping her up and supporting her while walking back to me.

"Don't be shyyyyyy, he wants this! He is hungry for your delicious shit, so don't take away that pleasure from him!", Ashley blurted out, "Come come, toilet. Follow us to another room"

With a mouth still full of steaming, inedible and hideous shit, I followed the two ladies to a secluded room.

Having arrived, Emma bit her lip in nervousness:"G-god, I can't do this..."

Pinching her nose, Ashley neatly placed me under Emma.

"B-but at the same time... I REALLY have to go... and it looks convenient.." Emma suddenly said, her inhibitions falling away as the alcohol kicked in even more

"YES! Exactly that! Keep that feeling and use him like a normal toilet! That's what he is!" encouraged Ashley her

Emma saw Ashley locking the room and sighed, letting any last doubt fall away. She pulled down her blue denim jeans and black underwear before squatting over my upturned face, her plump asscheeks spreading themselves.

"O-open wide.." Emma half commanded and half pleaded

FWHHOPPPPCRACKKKLEEEEEEEEE

Soft, ice cream consistency like turds began to plop out of her asshole in succession. They rapidly took up the rest of the space available in my mouth, making me look like a chipmunk whos cheeks are stuffed full with acorns. I groaned under her as the taste got even worse, a mix of spoiled milk and sourness brought to the mix in my mouth.

"I-I'm sooo sorry, I couldn't take it anymore... I hope it's not too much.." Emma gently told me, still pumping my mouth full with her soft serve shit

"Ahahaha, show him who's boss!" Ashley butted in

It was seemingly endless, going on for way too long. And her apologizing, gentle behavior suddenly vanished as she pushed even after filling my entire mouth, making her shit pile up on the bottom half of my face.

She noticed this only after a few seconds, sighing before suddenly being shocked:"O-oh my god! I'm so sorry, I zoned out for a bit... I-I guess I really drank too much..."

I groaned under the tons of shit buried in my mouth, trying to start the swallowing process. But then I suddenly realized the worst of it all: I couldn't even swallow. It was just like 2 days ago, where Monica completely blocked the entrance of my throat.

"Now swallow, little toilet bitch." Ashley condescendingly ordered

I tried and tried, but of course, it was way too much and just didn't budge. Not even chewing it made it any easier.

"Are you fucking deaf? Damn, I didn't think I would need to punish you anymore. You seemed so obedient these last few days." the disappointed Ashley scolded me

THWOMP

"HNFGGGF!"

My eyes shot open widely as the heel of her foot slammed into my balls, leaving me in a world of complete agony.

"Well? Eager to swallow now?"

Gulping, I again tried to at least get some of the shit down my throat. But it was a mountain in there, not moving no matter what I did.

Ashley sighed, lifting her foot up again before

THWWOOMPP

An even harder slam was delivered to my now swollen balls.

"HNFGGH!" loud, muffled groans of pain could be heard coming from my core

"W-wait, Ashley! I think he's trying... he just can't swallow. It's too much!" Emma said, saving me from further balls torture

"Hm? Ohhh.. you are actually right!" Ashley said, understanding now

I sighed, glad that I would at least not receive any more painful blows. But my relief was short lived.

Ashley started to rummage around in one of the room's closets.

"W-what are you doing?" Emma asked her, just as curious as me

"I'm searching for the perfect tool in this situation... Heureka, there we have it! Time to unclog you!" she loudly exclaimed, holding out an object that I couldn't really decipher

Emma's eyes widened in horror and I got more nervous as I saw her reaction. Sweat beads formed on my head, probably also due to the fact that my breathing was completely fucked by a mountain of shit.

Ashley approached me and when she finally came close enough, the object was finally visible: A 10 inch purple dildo strap.

"Y-you can't.." Emma exclaimed in shock, holding a hand in front of her mouth again

"Watch me.." Ashley cockily answered, binding the strap to her hip and tightly tangling her fingers in my hand

Seeing the giant dildo come near me filled me with a primal fear and I shook my head, not wanting to experience this fate.

"Come on, fucker... I'm itching for a good fuck..."

FLOWP THUDD FLOP FLOP THUDDD FLOPPW FLOWPP FLOP THUD FLOWP

Intoxicated with alcohol and lust, Ashley began to pound aggressively into my mouth. A messy display of lust and deviancy took place, with shit specks flowing over the room as the dildo pushed the mountain of shit further down my throat.

"Fuuuuck yes... suck on it... suck on it, you useless, pathetic fucker! DEEPTHROAT MY COCK!" she shouted, being beyond saving by now

FLOWWWP THUDD FLOWPBB FLOPP PLAPP PLAPPP PLAAPP

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as she breached through all the shit in my mouth, forcefully pushing down all the feces that were stuck before. Excrutiating pain coursed through my body as the dildo alternated between plunging down my entire throat and coming back up every 2 seconds, all while she still held my hair tightly. Tears swelled up in my eyes while I gagged repeatedly.

"My goddd... gag on it... GAAAAAAG ON IT, DEEPTHROAT IT!" Ashley moaned loudly, getting off this way too much

Emma, slightly having backed off into one of the room's corners, looked disturbed. But there was also a hint of perverseness as her inhibitions loosened even further. And from the corner of my eye, I was able to see her even masturbating and biting her lip in shame.

PLAAP PLAP PLAP THUD PLAP FLWOP PLAP

The painful fucking of my throat went on for another 15 minutes, ending with Ashley being exhausted, panting and releasing the grip on my hair.

"Haaaaaaaaaaah... there you go, hope you loved it..."

Without even caring for me, the two ladies strutted back into the living room and resumed their drinking games. My entire throat burned like I swallowed several torches in a row, with some of my throat probably bleeding as well. Laying there, I can thought about what to do. Should I even go there? Why would I...

Somehow, without even realizing it, I was already walking towards the living room again. It was as if my body moved on its own.

The women were all completely drunk by now, taking nothing seriously and feeling no restrictions whatsoever. Even Emma, whos eyes widened in excitement as she saw me, got up from her seat to use me.

"Sorry toilet, but I really need to use you!" she said, giggling as she didn't really care anymore

My face was pulled between her ample cheeks and a loud

PLARRORRRRRRRRRRRBRAFFFFFFFFFFFFRTTTTTTTTT

shit bubble vibrated into my used throat, actually hurting me in the process. I recoiled, not because of the bad taste, but because of my abused throat reacting with a painful sensation as I swallowed the fart.

SLAP

Emma slapped me, again pulling me into her ass.

"Stay right in there, you bastard. That's where you belong. HNGG"

FRRAAAAAOPRRRRRRRRRARBBFFFFFFRTTTT

What happened? Even the nice Emma was as apathetic as these psychopaths?

"Ahhahahaa, sniffffff!"

She again aligned herself for a third ass blast, but was quickly interrupted by a drunken Monica.

"Okayyyyyy, okayyy ladies! How's the evening going? All of you gooooood?" Monica asked

The female lot answered excitedly, happiness oozing from their voices:"YEEEES!"

"A-mazing! I have one last idea to end this evening perfectly. All of you probably need to unload dearly, riiiiiight? Like, you can fill complete buckets with all the shit you have to let out?" she asked again

"YEEEES!" could be heard coming from the drunk women

"THEEEN FOLLOW ME!"

Without even looking at me, Monica nonchalantly gripped my hair and walked towards a sheet of tarpaulin, dragging me alongside her. The women all followed her as if she were their leader. Looking at me which dangerous depravity in her eyes, Monica carelessly threw me onto the tarpaulin.

"Are youu ready to go out with a baaaang this evening, ladiess?"

"Yeeeeees, Monica!" they all answered in unison

"Then I have just one last instruction for you right now: Let loose completely."

And with that, the 8 ladies all turned with their eyes to me, pulling down any clothing that covered their thick asses. All of the asses spread, whether it was a tanny ass, a wide ass, an ample ass, a pale ass... they all spread at the same time above my helpless form. Grunts and groans could be heard before...

CRORAOCOCKCKCLLBBRRPPSCCHLORPRPPFFTTTRRRRRRRTTLLSCCRRACKCKCLLOOPPRROOOCFFRRAAAFFRPROFRTTTTLFFRACCRRACCKLRLTPTTORTTTTTTTT

A literal waterfall of shit poured above me, covering every part of my body with tons and tons more of shit. It never stopped and even my entire face was ridden with shit, there were no signs of stopping.

The disturbed Patrick was ultimately covered in so much shit that the pile of scat was able to hide his entire body. The hell took place for an entire 15 minutes, with Angela being the last person to squeeze out a turd on the already 1.5 meter high pile that enveloped Patrick's body. It was additionally a mix of solid and runny shit, a result of the excessive consumption of so much alcohol.

All the drunken ladies tumbled away from the crime scene, some going outside and leaving to their home and the others finding a place to rest in the gigantic mansion. Only Patrick laid there, being subjected to this purgatory of shit. It was a miracle that he survived, caused by him eating through enough of the shit to be able to breathe. His entire night consisted of being buried in shit, having to deal with the god awful smell and taste.

[----7 HOURS LATER----]

The first person to wake up was Monica, who fell asleep in a room relatively close to where Patrick was buried. She yawned while slowly entering the room. In a matter of a few seconds, she was hit by the absolute vile smell and pinched her nose.

"W-what the fuck is that?" the hungover Monica asked, not remembering what happened last night

She approached the source of the rotten smell, her eyes dilating in shock as she saw what they had done to him.

But her shock quickly dissipated and instead of being worried, she began laughing cruelly:"What the fuck, the fact that we even went so far aahahaha!"

She left for a few minutes before coming back with a gas mask, slowly approaching the gigantic pile of shit.

"Hehe, good morning, toilet. How do you feel?" she asked gleefully, still not showing even a particle of empathy

The motionless Patrick did not answer, looking at the ceiling while barely breathing.

"No answer? Well, I don't really care. Eat all of that up." she commanded him, her eyes shining in wickedness and sadism

Monica left and went to make herself breakfast, mowed the grass of their lawn, made her laundery and just enjoyed her life with the sun shining at her. She came back to Patrick two hours later.

To her surprise, the pile of shit was almost completely gone, with Patrick's stomach being distended brutally.

"W-what the fuck? You actually... how the fuck did you..."

Monica was in outright shock, not would having expected Patrick to eat up all of that in years.

Patrick, not showing any real emotion, only looked at her while chewing on another load.

That was when Monica realized that Patrick was broken. They actually broke him. Monica became slightly sad, looking at the lifeless Patrick in front of her.

"Ohh, now I get it. That's what's happened. You actually transformed into a toilet. Well, what can you do, seems like I was always right with foreshadowing your true nature."

Her frown turned into a abominable grin, one resembling that of a barbaric monster.

"I am at the same time so fucking happy that we actually succeeded! WE TURNED YOU INTO A FULL FUNCTIONING TOILET! ARE YOU NOT HAPPY, MY TOILET?" she screamed like a psychopath, holding Patrick's cheeks with both of her hands while looking into his eyes

His eyes mirrored her face and his facial expression could be described as soulless. This was a broken man.

The sadistic Monica let go of him and even though she was euphoric, she also felt a hint of frustration creep up on her as she realized that she would never ever be able to torture Patrick again, mentally or physically.

[----1 YEAR LATER----]

"Toilet! My ass needs some love, so don't go lazying around." the bratty Ashley said, sipping on a fruit smoothie while scrolling on her phone

An excited Patrick rushed to her, spreading her asscheeks and frenchkissing her asshole without any hesitation.

"Ahhnn... woah buddy, chill out... HNF"

PRAAAAAAOBBBBBBBBRAFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRTTTTTTTTTTARTT

A nasty, eggy fart exploded into Patrick's mouth, but he did not even recoil one bit. He instead swallowed every bit of it, gulping it down like it was a delicate food made for the gods.

"Mhhhm, thank you, my goddess!"

Ashley again took a big sip of her fruit smoothie. Patrick noticed this and looked up with delighted eyes.

"Ohhh, does that mean I get a big, tasty log to swallow soon? Please, please!" pleaded Patrick, licking her asshole like a dog

"Yes yes, relax... you'll get some soon." Ashley sighed, even being slightly annoyed by how much he wanted it

This was what was left of Patrick. A broken man, in every sense of the word.

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This was the final part of the "The Family Slave" stories! Thank you so much for reading this monstrosity I've created!

I've definitely delved into a tad bit of psychological horror without even intenionally wanting it, so I apologize for that. Especially the scene with Monica and Patrick at the end, kinda weird ngl.

I also changed the narrator to a third person perspective whenever Patrick was unconscious in these three parts, if you haven't noticed by now. This also happened right at the end, when Patrick's "Soul" left him.

Have a good day!