Finally, with one last moist rip, the shit stopped flowing and Moxie got a reprieve from the foul scat pouring down her throat. Chou wiped her enormous ass with some silky toilet paper and flushed it down to Moxie's gullet. She had a metric ton of panda poop in her stomach, but she survived. Now she just had to wait. A guard would be by soon to check if she survived and that's when she'd strike.
As if on cue, a Skunkgirl ninja entered into the dungeon chamber to check on Moxie and see if she needed to be replaced already.
"Well well well," Said the skunk, "looks like the mighty Moxie isn't too proud to eat our master's scat. How do you feel with a belly of a superior shogun's shit, huh you pathetic rat? Bet it feels good."
Moxie mumbled something, but she couldn't be heard past her mask. The guard scowled and kicked Moxie in the cootch, making her squeal. A tear ran down her face and she muttered something again. This time the guard peeled off her mask to speak to her.
The ninja got close to her face and sneered, "What did you say, rat?"
Moxie didn't answer. Instead she belched, assaulting the skunk's nose with a deadly mixture of her own naturally bad breath and a ton of foul, fetid feces that she had just eaten. The shitty smog took its time wafting over the ninja's face. She could only stand there and suffer as the stink paralyzed her muscles, burned away her eyelashes and eventually knocked her clean out.
Moxie laughed to herself and used her abnormally long and horrendously smelly toes to grab the key off the guard and undo her shackles. To add extra insult to injury she hooked that same skunk up to her previous position, so she'd get to serve as the shogun's septic tank in her stead.
The rat made a run for it, darting out of the Sushi place's basement and into the first floor where she charged through patrons and knocked over tables in a mad dash to escape. But unfortunately all this all attracted the shogun's attention, and she was surrounded by ninjas before she could get to the exit.
"UHahahaha." Chou Wu stepped out of the swarm of skunks, standing two heads higher than them with a fat belly filled to the brim with rotten flatulence and feces. "If it isn't my toilet. How was your meal?"
Moxie narrowed her eyes. She didn't want to fight with this rotten belly full of shit, but she had no choice now.
"Well I'll be sporting, pig," She assumed a fighting stance, "Get past me, one on one, and you can leave."
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