Chapter #7Sticking with the horrible plan by: teniko   The girl above grinned, chatting shit about you as she shifted in her seat. The temptation to grow back grew for a bit, before you held back. You wouldn't get a chance like this again, and you could at least get something out of your bully... perhaps? The worse the better right...?
A finger slid downwards, pushing against your string body as you felt yourself forced into the anus. Your tongue rapidly licked as you choked on the ass sweat and shit. It felt like tears were about to form, but you held strong and tried to get some enjoyment out of the situation.
Yasmine, none the wiser, popped her finger out with a wet squelch. Sighing happily,
"Haha, I can't wait to destroy these things. Hey, Sarah, think we can get that little shit fired?" She grinned, adding to your annoyance.
"Who? My ex? I don't really want to give him the time of day after all the things you told me" Sara sighed.
Annoyance flaired up slightly as you felt the urge to transform again, but a few wet flexes from your bully's ass made you change your mind. You heard Nat returning, they started to talk again a little as the waitress passed out the girls food but it was lost on you. Your vision was just of Yasmines asshole as you felt your nerves quake.
Noisy eating above caused you to snap out of your funk for a moment. You weakly tried to prepare but there were already second thoughts as the sweaty cheeks chewed you up. Your thong body had just about absorbed as much as it could as was starting to soak through before you heard a growl.
"Nnhg- fuck. That's good" You heard Yasmine say.
"Change of plan- n-" You paniced, but Yasmines cruel hand was too quick- yanking you tight onto the anus as an almighty fart blasted into you.
PFFFFFBLLLLLLRARRRRFTFFTTTTT
"Haaa-" Yasmine grunted, "Fuck that's good".
All thought of reforming had been blasted out of you as you twitched in place. Your body totally stained as you tried to get your mind straight. The hand above yanked you again, harder as the anus flexed.
"Fu..hh..." You tried to talk.
BRFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTT
The stench made your eyes roll back as the giant life ending girl accidentally broke your mind. Her wiggling involuntarily jerked you off slightly as your mouth was covered with a horrible load.
With a small snap, you were set back in place for a second, blankly feeling a finger slide up and down your back as you were sloshed around the horrid mess.
"The fuck? This thong is useless- it's barely able to keep up" Yasmine huffed- yanking you from her crack and glaring down at you, wiping some sauce off her cheek with her index finger before popping it in her mouth. Something in that glare struck and old fear into you, snapping yourself out of your fuzz the adrenaline from the fear caused you to start to gulp down the horrendous mess. "Hm...? That's a bit better... weird thong"
You felt... oddly a little glad as she slipped you back in place. There... was no way you were turning back now, you forgot how scary this girl is.
"So- anyway Nia... you should totally fire that jackass" Yasmine grinned up above.
"Consider it done! Wow, I didn't think we had someone like that with us! That's pretty scary!" Nia responded.
A flash of embarrisment and annoyance flushed over your thong body. You got what you asked for, this was the worst ass of the worst person in the world. Conflicting emotions flooded over you as your dick was rock hard, yet the .
"H-hang on- I need a break- one seco-" You tried to reason, but your words didn't reach anyones ears as the cheeks around you clenched- jamming you up close with the girls butthole once more as you tried to hold your breath this time round.
"Hmnn-" Yasmine held her stomach a little, blushing. "Ah- it's a thong breaker..." She warned. Nat nodded, shifting over to other tables with Sarah casually moved away from the struggling bully. Laughing about something or other, possibly relating to the fart that was about to be unleashed. You couldn't care less in the end as your entire focus went out the window as an earth shattering fart rang out.
Digging her ass cheeks into the battered pillow, she blasted down a loud one as sweat dripped from every pore on her body. She breathed out, looking flushed as she unleased hell on her thong. Nia, already used to this from other guests, had donned a face mask and black binbag to dispose of the thong after the deed was done.
You were not aware how quite how disgusting this one would be. You could of sworn shit was spewing through you as your entire body twitched in agony. The wiggling blast toying with your cock until you came, causing so many confusing emotions to discharge into your brain as your thong body felt like it was about to break down.
You felt your elastic start to sag, letting the part of you that was hugging her waist slip down to her crack as it finally gave up, just like you were.
"This fucking thong... h-hold on a little longer you little-" She grunted, still blasting horrible wet ones into you as her hand grabbed the weakened thong strap. With a swift yank, you were tight once more as she pushed the rest out.
You had... no idea how long it was until Yasmine was finally out of farts. Her grin spread over her face as she panted in her seat. Nia popped over, offering to dispose of you. The sweaty girl glanced over her shoulder at the destroyed thong, laughing while slightly out of breath.
"I think it would of been too much even for me to use this on your ex" The girl chucked, slowly sliding out.
"Really...?" Sarah responded, watching Yasmine check the underwear out.
"Nah, little shit would of deserved it. Hu, could of sworn the band broke or something... surprisingly, might be alright after all."
You were- not alright. Your body had pretty much been dyed another colour. Your body had rips and tears throughout and your mind had pretty much gone blank as you drooled into the back of this girls panties. You watched as a parts of you were slowly swallowed by the flexing anus, the horrible taste never quite leaving your tongue as the giant girl wandered happily towards the bathroom humming some kind of tune.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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