You don't let go. 'That leap is suicide, there's no way I'd do it' you reassure yourself.
She sighs in releif. "Oh that was a nasty one," She says chcukling to herself. Looking down, you see a shadow approaching the toilet paper. Then, from below, you see a thumb with pink nail polish grab the area just below your feet. The ripping of paper sounds from above. 'I think I'm going to be sick'. In a flash, you're view is that of her butt. 'Geez, she's overweight' you think. You see her asshole, covered in a thin coat of brown shit. She moves the paper (and you) slowly towards her anus. The smell hits your nostrils, and you throw up a little in your throat.
You make contact, and she begins wiping. You go up and down and up and down, each time getting further covered in her shit. The smell is intolerable as she continually rubs you through her ass, but then all at once, you stop moving up and down. And instead of feeling cold water, your legs feel as though they're clamped in place.
'That's wierd' you think. You rub the poop off your eyes to get a good look at your surroundings. Looking up, you see a very messy toilet bowl filled with both solid and liquid shit. Looking to your left and right, you see two long, rounded, and white skin colored hills. 'Oh no...' you thought as you look down to see what's holding you in place. Up to your upper thigh is a pink thing holding you in place. 'I'm stuck in her anus!', and you couldn't be more scared as she lift herself off the throne and pulls up her pink panties, leaving you in a putrid smelling darkness.
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