"AAAAHH...!!" Your tiny scream quickly fades away as Tommy watches you go soaring downwards, into his toilet bowl. Your fall is punctuated by a miniscule, wet 'plop'. Tommy Lee unbuckles his belt, drops his jeans and boxers, and plants his ass on the toilet seat. His stomach grumbles a low, fierce sound, and the rockstar unleashes an endless, long pent-up fart. "Man.." he mumbles, fanning the putrid smell away from his own nose. "Gotta ease up on that chilli.." A moment later, another juicy rumble surges through Tommy's gut. He scrunches his nose and, with a manly grunt, feels his asshole spread as the load he's been dying to dump since yesterday pushes its way out..... You've been fighting to stay above water since you landed in the huge, echoing basin. When Tommy's first fart assaults your senses, the air seems so thick and poisonous you'd rather try to inhale the water. Soon after, your tiny, sensitive ears pick up on the wet sound of Tommy's massive asshole opening wide.. The first chunk of shit hits you, moulding to your shoulder. As you try to escape it, holding your breath, another turd falls right on top of you. It's bigger than your entire body, and sloppier than the first. You grapple with it, trying to stay afloat. Every time you try for a breath of air - any air, even the poisonous stench of the giant rockstar's bowels - you only end up with a mouthful of vile-tasting waste. You swallow it down, one gulp after another, praying that Tommy will take pity on the helpless kid struggling for his life underneath the rockstar's soupy shit..
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