"Oh you know, my friends are just having a party up the road; let me give them a call."
She pulls out her phone and dials Jackie.
"Hey girl! You still hanging out with Ellen and Silvia? / Sweet! You girls should come down to the outhouse; I've got a pervert underneath me and I've been having some fun with him. / Yeah bring whatever; I've been feeding him shit and farts so whatever you got that'll induce. / Alright, see you guys in five."
"Hear that toilet? They're gonna come use you too; isn't that exciting."
You're doing the doggy paddle to remain with your head above water; you remain silent."
"Well I think it's exciting; I think...PRRRPPPPPP! You will too," she laughs as you languish under her fart; the air choking you and gagging you; suffocating you. Perhaps a textbook definition of a dry drowning.
You're still suffering from that blast when the girls arrive, three friends or a total of four terrible butts in your face. Why God? What have I done?
When they see you, it's all snickering and comments. Silvia yells down to you that she's got terrible diarrhea and the other girls laugh. Then, you hear something horrible...
It's Ellen, that fucking skinny blonde bitch that likely uses these for weight loss; who says, "I have like a few dozen laxatives. Quick acting."
She divvies them out, each take about six and within about a minute; Silvia, likely with the loosest stools in the room, has to go.
She sits down, quickly zipping down her pants to her ankles just as a hellacious wet fart torrent explodes out of her ass and against your face like a fire hydrant and she sighs above, euphorically as she sprays you with her putrid diarrhea. It's so hot it practically steams off your face; if nothing else, heat lines could be seen.
Ellen squeezes in next to her, clutching her stomach. She shakes and groans as her butt crowns a massively, girthy log that rivals a city bus in size. She desperately pushes to pass the log and it lands splat, directly on your face and sends you underwater. You burble and bubble as you try to get back to the surface; on the way up, a log from above hits your head. Then another. From above, logs rain down freely like bullets in the water; quickly raising the level.
When you finally emerged, you were merely a foot or more from the woman's asses. All four sat down now, each anus squeezed into a little place that all pointed directly at your face. Above, they all laughed and had a good time as they basically casually passed gas or pushed our log after log.
Jackie sprays you with a liberal coating of diarrhea while discussing her latest movie rentals as if they whole fucking ordeal was the most normal ever.
The woman spears your face with another log which pushes you under the water. You float back up as Ellen and Silvia begin to crown two huge logs from their respective anuses. Ellen fires first with force which knocks you back but Silvia's slowly coils on your face and pushes you down under the water. The smell is putrid as the logs cling firmly to your face but the encroaching shit water from which you were submerged begins to loosen the grip and you again pop back up for the laughing women to abuse. Why can't I just die already?
Silvia parts her cheeks widely and rips a long, twenty second fart that you choke on; it smells like rotten Mexican food wrapped in an expired wrap with bad mayo. It was putrid and past it's prime; like something had died inside her and now was coming out as a gas. You shook your head aggressively but there was no where to go as the gas entered your body; that smell, among the hundreds of other variations of fart and shit smell are now stored forever in your mind. Worst of all, they probably wouldn't ever leave your nostril or mouth either...but then, you probably weren't ever going to be allowed to leave here unless it's my lifeless corpse being tossed into a ravine. Like they'd still unload on it; opting to bury it six feet under in their waste. It would be only fitting, they'd think. Got what cruel bitches they were; how is this any way to treat another person? But that was the key, I wasn't a person to them...I was an object and they were my evil owners.
You were grateful for the break in action but it only gave you time to think about the futility if your situation and desires for a quick death that seems to elude you. You'd think this was emo stuff if you were not living a truly horrific ordeal; indescribable and likely unbelieved by anyone you'd possibly tell. Not least of all the cops. I don't think there's anything in the books yet about women torturing a guy with waste and gas. I don't think I'll live to be the precedent.
Jackie, above, asks, "What do you think they think about?"
"Who," the woman asks.
"Toilets."
"Toilets don't think idiot," Ellen says, as if drunk.
"No, I know...DUMBASS. But I mean, like what horrors do you think they conjure up in their head."
"I think Ellen, despite her lack of...well anything substantive, is right. To 'conjure' up would require an imagination and toilets, just don't have it. They don't feel The woman, responds.
Jackie says, "That seems a bit naive. Don't you get any thrill trying to imagine a toilet thinking about wishing for death but it just never coming. Just being forced to endure fart after fart, sludge bomb and logs repeatedly. It makes me hot just thinking about it." Jackie says, touching herself.
"Eh, sound overrated," Silvia interjects.
The woman nods in agreement.
Jackie's in her own world now, increasing her fingering, "Whatever, shut up a minute." She says, hurriedly. She moans softly, increasing in speed and then screams, but inaudibly, only her face showing it, in delight. Then she angles her rose down, and sets down a powerful stream of piss and woman juice all over your face. It smells putrid and is sticky like Gak as it clings to your face with a familiar sliminess you've felt on your leg before on lonely nights...which was all of them. I guess that was over now...definitely for the worse.
Ellen farts loudly which echos doubly loud in the outhouse prison chamber below. This causes all the girls to erupt in laughter; Ellen and Silvia fart a few small ones involuntarily.
Silvia then begins to shake and rattle as her anus starts to poke through with a massive, solid log that burned on the way out her butt and, like a pole vaulter's stick, bent but did not break as it pressed up against your face. You scream as the heavy log holds you as more presses out and pushes you down under the water. You avoid being pinned to the ground and emerge a few inches away being rained on by a stop and go outpouring of diarrhea right in your face, it pours like wet sand and dries just as quickly. In this moment, your face would be ideal for a Mistress' shit castle contest.
Jackie, parts her cheeks, and blasts a sprinkler load of sludge all around the outhouse but specifically the force was directed right into your face as your gargle and inadvertently swallow the rancid waste matter.
Before she's finished, the woman farts loudly; several long farts that tie in with Jackie's shit bringing fresh hell to your mouth with each soft-serve like pouring of waste into your face.
Your face is almost flush with their anuses now; it's Ellen that looks down between her legs and notices you nearby. She farts a long, wet fart that makes you scream as you get whiff of her Greek inspired shit which is unique and probably at least doubly as terrible as anything you've dealt with so far; but this wasn't a place to be setting records. Not with your face as the receiver anyways.
Silvia also notices how close you are but she reaches in a grabs you out; half your body is now uncovered from shit as your face to face with Silvia's rank smelling pussy. Then, of course, she pushes your face in and wipes it up and down as you, barely, inhale her woman stink and she uses you for sexual pleasure.
The woman stands and points her butt at the side of your head as you're still being used as a dildo. She farts a five second, airy fart which makes all the girls laugh and fan their faces as you're forced to endure it while also not dying inside a woman's vagina.
Finally, Silvia creams, which you feel against your nose; as your nostrils fills with her cum, she drops you back into your shit pool. You dip underwater briefly but emerge again.
The girls above, feeling just a bit bored, debate what to do next.
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