Her shit explodes out of her booty hole physically driving your head into the floor. By licking her ass you had lubricated the engine of your own destruction! Her shit swarms out faster than ever before and soon she has to actually stand up so the shit doesn't touch the outside of her booty. Underneath the pile of filthy shit you weep at the wretched reality you are in.
You begin to suffocate under her shit pile. You almost welcome death but Zoey commands you, "Move some of the shit out of the way, but just enough so that you can breathe the lovely stench in."
You have to obey. When you made a small enough gap in the huge mass of shit your arms and hands stop of their own accord. You can breathe again but each inhalation is full of the foul odor. You wonder what is in store for you next.
"I think I'm going to let you stay here for awhile. I need to make preparations for your new home. I realize that shitting on you here will quickly ruin this house. Instead I'm going to have you installed elsewhere."
You let out a pitiful whine.
"Aww are you being ungrateful slave? I'm going to a lot of effort to make sure you can be my human toilet. Thank me slave!"
"Thank you Mistress Zoey."
She looks down at your ugly shit covered face and hocks up some phlegm and spits it over your face.
"Good slave. Ta ta for now!"
And with that Zoey leaves you covered in shit. While you were gone you struggled against the obedience compulsion she had put you under. You needed to escape. You need to live your life! You couldn't live like this. Being shat on, used as a toilet, it was truly a fate worse than death. But nothing you tried could break her spell.
You lay there under her shit for hours. At least you think it was hours, it was hard to tell as nothing changed. The oppressive smell never got any better, the putrid texture of her soft shit never ceased to make your skin crawl.
Finally Zoey returns. "I've prepared your new home slave. Aren't you excited?"
You aren't. Not at all. But despite there not being a compulsion to answer you decide to answer. "Yes Mistress I am excited."
"Liar. But I like the fact that you've resigned yourself to my superiority. It will make things easier in the long run slave."
Your vision was partially occluded due to all of her shit but as she stalked toward you you could see her booty was more massive than ever. It was stretched beyond natural human proportions and you knew you would soon be under a fresh pile of steaming shit.
"Slave clean this shit up. You have 20 minutes. If it takes any longer I'll rip your nuts off."
You still had hope of escaping her dominance but it would be a shitty life (no pun intended) if you were castrated! You quickly leap to obey her commands and shovel the shit into the toilet and begin flushing. You are careful to avoid over stuffing the toilet as that would be a disaster. As you wait for the toilet tank to refill you also shovel shit down the sink drain desperate to finish on time. It was close but your frantic pace pays off and you get to keep your testicles.
"Good now follow me slave."
You begin to follow but she whirls on you and backhands you.
"Idiot slave, crawl."
You obey her and crawl behind her massive booty. The massive size is now quite up close and personal. You watch as it sways hypnotically back and forth as she walks. You had to admit it was a damned impressive booty. But even as you admit that you realize that the larger the booty the larger the shit load. What had been a seductive walk by Zoey was now tinged with foreboding.
She takes you outside and you see an outhouse. Only this outhouse is a bit different as it has two entrances. Zoey takes you to the second entrance that you had to crawl to get into. From there you had to contort your body under the gap and then into the standing area. From outside Zoey presses a button and the gap you crawled under clanked shut. The walls pressed in close around you, there was little room and unless you completely contorted your body in a very painful way there was no possibility of sitting or kneeling. you were stuck standing.
Above you was an opening that you realized was the toilet opening. It was only a couple of inches above your face. If you stood on your toes you could just barely crest the opening with your head. The opening however was too small for you to crawl out of. It really was the perfect trap. Now even if the compulsion failed for some reason you were stuck here.
Zoey's face appeared above the opening.
"MMMMMMmmmm I have such a big load for you. Are you ready for it slave?"
"Yes Mistress," you say in a resigned voice.
She cackles and slaps her massive booty. It jiggles as she takes off the lower half of her clothing.
"I don't care if you were ready toilet! Time to drown in shit!"
Her boot rumbles ominously and she lets out a titanic fart directly on your face! You actually feel your hair pushed back like it was being hit by a blow dryer. Only instead of just warm air, it was warm NASTY air. The smell was atrocious. It was even worse than it was before? How was this possible?
"I bet that stinks even worse than before eh toilet? That's because while I was gone I met up with a friend who had Corpomungus. I decided to get it as well so I could use you even more often!"
Oh god she was a sick bitch. She voluntarily gave herself a disease just so that she could make your life even more miserable.
All further thought was cut off as the first log erupted out of her booty hole. It wasn't particularly dense but it was huge and mushy and you turned away from it so it hit your hair and slopped off onto your shoulder.
"Ahhh it feels so good to shit on you! Do you have any idea how backed up I am?"
She looked down at you and snapped her fingers, "Toilet bitch don't look away. Stare up at my big booty!"
The compulsion hit you like a ton of bricks and you lifted your head and faced the brown tide. Her mushy shit coated your face and you shuddered as it slopped onto it and then off onto your body. You let out an involuntary sob that brought more laughter to the Goddess above you.
Her shit continued to wash over your face but now the consistency was changing. It was becoming runny and even more foul. The brown shit was interlaced with dark streaks.
"MMMMMMMMmmmhmmmm I bet you wonder what I ate while I was gone?"
You didn't respond as it was a rhetorical question.
"I had eggplant, prunes, the biggest fucking ice cream sundae ever (which is bad because she is lactose intolerant) and to top it off I had a fucking mountain of black beans!"
You believed her. That foul concoction could absolutely be responsible for the nauseating shit that was plowing into your.
"I'm so back up now slave... you have no idea what you're in for!"
Her booty hole suddenly exploded with explosive diarrhea. It coats the walls of the outhouse and your upturned face. The diarrhea stings and burns like too hot water on your skin. Normally when someone's booty explodes with diarrhea that was it but this explosion just kept continuing. You were completely drenched in her shit and you could feel much of it run down and hit the floor. The shit on the ground was now rising up to your ankles.
You couldn't take more of this. You literally wanted to die.
Underneath the wave of never ending diarrhea you beg, "PLEASE MISTRESS ZOEY." Some shit gets in your mouth and you gag pathetically but are unable to stop from staring up at her. "MERCY!"
"Shut the fuck up toilet."
Instantly your mouth clamps shut. You can do nothing but continue being drenched in shit.
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