Alex figured he would run into the next stall and try his luck with Emily's cellphone. Realizing it'd be his best option for help as he ran towards the phone. The phone which was about twice as thick as he was tall would prove tough to climb, as he had to make use of the small cracks in the side of the plastic surface, sure enough, with some struggle, he'd manage to scale the massive phone. He did wonder who he'd call though, as telling them about his current situation... Well, not many would believe him to begin with.
He started dialing his mother, having to sprint and jump as hard as he could onto the buttons in order to successfully make a call was tedious. But after two button presses. The bathroom door would slam open.
"Oooh fuck! I need to shit so fucking hard!" a loud voice would boom throughout the room, followed by a rather nasty groan.
"Fuck those tacos, my ass is going to explode!" she'd yell once more as a loud, wet fart would splurt from her rectum, sounding way worse than anything Emily had produced previously. Alex would yelp in surprise as the stall door would be kicked open, almost breaking the hinges in half as he looked over his shoulder towards the person.
It was Sara, a total bitch who hated your guts. Her only joy in life is to make yours a living nightmare. She was wearing a tight pair of yoga pants, too tight in fact, as it really outlined every detail on her lower body, and it was rather easy to tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Sara would have her hand firmly groping her tummy, as she'd strain her face, firmly biting her lower lip before another juicy fart would shoot out from her rectum, it was a short one, but Alex knew it'd leave a permanent stain in her pants.
"Hurry up in there, will you? It's almost time for class" Alex would hear Talia's voice on the other end of the door.
"Yeah right, who cares if we're late anyway?" A second girl's voice would say, though Alex couldn't really place the voic---
A fart would erupt from the unknown girl, followed by a loud groan. "Mnh, fuck yeah. Oooh, I think I just juiced my pants." she'd finish off with a loud giggle.
"Oh, it's Taylor, great." Alex thought to himself as he wondered if this day couldn't get any worse already.
"Hngh~" Sara didn't even have any power left to speak as she twirled around, wiggling her thumbs into the waistband of her pants before struggling to pull them down around her fat hips, giving you a clear view of her all too deep asscrack. She'd grow restless, tugging and tearing the fabric of her pants as she just wanted them gone. Alex would in turn question why she just couldn't get a bigger pair. But his thoughts were soon interrupted as Sara would shout once more. "Who the fuck put their shit in here anyway?" Alex being alerted by this, still failed to see the foot coming towards him as it'd kick all of Emily's stuff away, fortunately missing him as he'd just fall straight down onto the tiled floor. He'd be disoriented, rubbing his eyes as he'd look up, though it was already too late.
His view would turn black, barely realizing what happened before he'd hear a loud squeaking noise, similar to the one when Emily's sweaty butt hit the....
"Wait a minute..." Alex said as his eyes soon widened considerably. "Are these....?".
Suddenly it struck him, he was beneath the pile of Sara's pants while she was taking a massive shit. A loud, booming fart that deafened Emily's would be heard, followed by a torrent of shit which could only mean that she's having a diarrhea attack. "What was in those tacos?" Alex would ask himself before actually realizing his situation. He'd start clawing and swimming through the fabric, trying to find a way out of it as he was buried way beneath it. He'd scream and shout, flailing as he'd try his best to ascend until he'd press his hands against something moist. He'd reach his hand toward his nose and smell, a wretched stench invaded his nose that made him cringe, dizzy even, to the brink of passing out. He had put his hands on the other side of her fart from earlier. Nauseous, he'd climb even further, trying his damn best to not breathe through his nose.
"Ooooh, fuck yeah. Gawd, my ass is never going to stop leaking after this." Another torrent of short farts would escape her ass, Alex could only imagine what hell the toilet was going through.
Another 10 minutes would pass, and Alex made no real progress. Sara though, was making tons of progress, as the past minutes have been nothing but farts, shits and sprays into the toilet.
Finally, she'd sigh. "Fucking finally, my ass will never recover from this.". She would giggle to herself at the last part as Alex soon heard something which would change his life forever.
"Why the fuck do we have janitors if there's never any toiletpaper in these stalls?"
"Well, fuck it. Can't sit here and wait for their sorry asses."
After that Alex would hear stomping as Sara shifted her feet to stand up, the skimpy fabric of her pants made him able to see through them and detect her.
Alex always thought Emily's ass was the biggest, but Sara fucking dwarves her. Must have been those tight pants that compresses it enough, he'd think to himself as Sara's hands would lower down to grab the waistband of her pants, pulling them upwards slightly as Alex felt himself tumbling through them, his back hitting something moist as he was stuck.
"Oh no... Oh no, no, no... FUCK! NO!!" Alex realized his predicament, his back is stuck against the juicy shitstreak Sara left for him, he'd look up, her juicy asscheeks jiggling furiously above as she shifted around tiny splotches of shit flying in every direction as her cheeks were coated in the stuff. She'd release another fart, this one was not wet though, at least. She'd lift her leg as she put it in the leghole, her cheeks struggling to spread as the brown juice acted like paste. Although with enough struggle, her cheeks managed to defy it as they'd spread, noticeable strings of liquid shit could connect between the two deep within her crack as Alex could just lay there, waiting for his final moments, at least he knew his nose would die first.
Hitching a Ride.
Alex would squirm and struggle to break free, but no luck. As all he could see was the ginormous, brown booty which approached him, halting a few inches away as Sara struggled with the last part, before finally being able to pull them up.
Tiny Little Captive.
As Sara would struggle to pull up her pants, she'd glance down for a second, which was enough to locate some movements within her pants from the flailing, squirming Alex, inspecting it a bit closer, a wide grin would fill her face as she called out for Emily, Talia and Taylor.
Close One.
The frantic jiggles and pulling Sara did on her pants was enough to dislodge Alex from the thick coat of shit, causing him to slide down the unoccupied leghole as he'd slide off onto the tiled floor.
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