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And though it’s a little late, I wish a HAPPY NEW YEAR to you all! I know we often don’t tend to take new year’s resolutions to seriously however I’m really trying to stick with the betterment regiments I have for myself, and so far, it’s been going alright, I hope that you all are able to achieve whatever you set off to do.\nAs for the stories, I’ve definitely fallen behind on what I had planned to do. My goal was to start the year with art right away, however I’m gonna have to take this month to ensure that I deliver what was promised, especially the rest of the Epic chapters. Starting with this story here, I’ve got another one that I’m in the process of editing and will be posting soon. After that will be the Epic chapter that’s been giving me a headache if I’m gonna be honest, however I’ve gotten it figured out now as well as the chapters that are meant to follow so I plan to get those rolled out as quick as I can. Hopefully with my new sleep schedule that’s got me feeling refreshed and having finally taken care of the remaining debt that family members have left on my name last month, I’ll be a lot more productive from now on.\nA big thanks to all of you who have been supporting me and sticking by me in these times where I haven’t shown my best, I will be doing my best to make this new year better than the last.\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "PDF: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1IYQuwdPbxHXTT--x8IgcTl...

Thank you to Jumalanpoika for the commission!
Hello everyone, sorry for the absence and the silence, I have a tendency to close myself off when I’m trying to deal with some stuff and I know it’s wrong but it’s something that I’ve got to work on, and that’s one of my goals for this year. And though it’s a little late, I wish a HAPPY NEW YEAR to you all! I know we often don’t tend to take new year’s resolutions to seriously however I’m really trying to stick with the betterment regiments I have for myself, and so far, it’s been going alright, I hope that you all are able to achieve whatever you set off to do.
As for the stories, I’ve definitely fallen behind on what I had planned to do. My goal was to start the year with art right away, however I’m gonna have to take this month to ensure that I deliver what was promised, especially the rest of the Epic chapters. Starting with this story here, I’ve got another one that I’m in the process of editing and will be posting soon. After that will be the Epic chapter that’s been giving me a headache if I’m gonna be honest, however I’ve gotten it figured out now as well as the chapters that are meant to follow so I plan to get those rolled out as quick as I can. Hopefully with my new sleep schedule that’s got me feeling refreshed and having finally taken care of the remaining debt that family members have left on my name last month, I’ll be a lot more productive from now on.
A big thanks to all of you who have been supporting me and sticking by me in these times where I haven’t shown my best, I will be doing my best to make this new year better than the last.
", "writing": "CONTENT WARNING:\n\nThis series focuses primarily on hardcore GROSS FETISH themes centred around long term TOILET SLAVERY.\n\nDisclaimer: I don't know jack shit about the judicial system, assume that the events that take place in this chapter aren't reflective of real life procedures.\n\nTHE NEW TOILET IN TOWN\n\nChapter 1 - A Conviction Unbecoming.\n\nCommissioned by Jumalanpoika\n\n``Fugh man, it's the same every damn time.''\n\nThe slam of a car door echoes in the deep night that's about to give way to a new day. The man that had gotten into the car fiddles in his pockets to find his keys. It's clear by the way he's slurring his words that he's in no condition to drive, however he has not a friend nearby to take away his keys and none of the strangers from the bar he just walked out of care enough to be concerned about his drunken state. And as far as Patrick is concerned, such is the better outcome, he'd really not like to deal with one of ``them'' right now.\n\n``What's a regular little human like me sup-huc, supposed to do, huh?''\n\nComplaints continue spilling out as he starts up his car, proceeding which, he manages to make it safely out of the carpark without hitting any of the other vehicles. Patrick thinks that his complaints are justified, he'd be complaining even if he wasn't drunk, and he's sure that there are some others out there that feel the same way as him. Life as a human was already difficult enough before ``they'' came, anthropomorphic beasts that many lunatics today view as being better than humans in every way. Well, even if people like Patrick hate to admit it, there's plenty of solid proof to those claims. Anthros could do things that humans simply couldn't and would never be able to without the help of heavy machinery and advanced technology, there's also things that are simply impossible for humans to mimic.\n\nThis made Anthros much more desirable assets than humans no matter the field, and when coupled with the increased population as a result of their presence on Earth, average people like Patrick now have a much harder time sticking out. Of course, it isn't like Anthros have completely displaced humans from their positions and roles. For instance, while the job market has indeed taken a hit, there also now exists more unconventional jobs that didn't exist on Earth before the Anthros came, which served to balance things out in the end. Examples of similar changes can be seen in many if not most facets of life on Earth, in fact the truth is that life on Earth is even better now with Anthros present. Be that as it may, there is still some valid concerns about how the integration has negatively affected certain aspects of human life, and one of those negative impacts is the exact reason for Patrick's current state.\n\n``Damn women nowadays only care about size!''\n\nThe young man yelled as he raced down the street, however his grievances aren't completely unjustified. He'd been looking forward to this date for so long, the girl he'd been talking to can be considered a genuine baddie whom he'd already fantasized about a life together with. Today was supposed to be their first date, however, in the end Patrick had been stood up. At first, he didn't think much of it and thought that something had come up, however checking the girl's social media earlier had revealed the real reason he'd been stood up. The image is still burned into his mind even now, the girl he'd been chatting up like a giddy high school crush, posed with her grinning face pressed up to the crotch of an unknown female Zebra.\n\nOf course, it being social media, they were both clothed in the picture, however no amount of underwear could conceal what the human girl had her faced pressed up to in a suggestive manner; a great big bulge the size of her own head! More than half of all female Anthros are hermaphroditic, meaning that even the women are likely to sport massive packages befitting of their beastly nature and size. Given the innate perverseness of humans and the much greater perverseness of Anthros, it's easy to see why human women in today's society generally chase after the exotic beasts while abandoning their human counterparts to the roadside. They say that size doesn't matter, however it's hard to justify that claim when even most straight human women pair up with female Anthros that have bigger dicks than the men of their own species will ever have. Of course, the exact same goes for human men's interests. Even disregarding the lady Anthros with strictly female parts, Patrick has personally witnessed guys that would've given a limb to prove their straightness in the past now submitting to the buxom beasts with schlongs as long as their own arms.\n\n``Dicks, dicks, dicks, the world just revolves around dicks now?''\n\nMaybe that isn't entirely the case. It's easy to say that humans are attracted to Anthros because most of them are packing, however there are other factors at play. Society gradually changed to accommodate the nature of Anthros that are much more indulgent in proclivities that even a lot of people today find extremely abnormal, and Patrick is one of said people. As a bit of a pessimist with an innate jealousy and bias towards his Anthro brethren, Patrick is one of the select few that don't like Anthros as much as the average person. Multiple experiences like what occurred tonight have warped his thinking to resemble that of a bitter old man despite being in his early twenties. He sees them everywhere, taking up space, seizing opportunities, taking all of the best women and leaving guys like him to stay lonely or get with the program.\n\nIn all honestly, it'd be easy for him to get with an Anthro himself. The Beasts are known to have super low standards for potential mates, and for the ones with dicks, pretty much their only standard is someone that can take a good rutting. Patrick would be a liar if he said that he hadn't thought about it a few times, however the man is so jaded at this point that his pride refuses to let him settle for the easy route. At this point he was determined to snag a human partner on his own to prove that he has what it takes.\n\nIt's just too bad that tonight was his very last opportunity to accomplish such a thing.\n\nThe trigger was a girl, just a random Anthro girl walking along the pavement that he was about to pass by while drunkenly driving in his car. The reason he paid attention to this particular girl is probably because she's an Equine similar to the one that took his girl before she even became his girl. And because he paid attention to her, she was right in his line of sight when the most random of breezes went past with exquisite timing.\n\n``Aaahhh~!''\n\n``Holy fuck.''\n\nShe just had to be wearing a skirt, said skirt flew up high in the breeze, causing Patrick's eyes to pop open as they became filled with the sight of her almost bare ass in nothing but a thong! Patrick had always been an ass man, if there was one thing he'd always been wary of that might have broken his pride and conviction, it'd definitely be the ass of a horse girl. And what a magnificent ass it is, all of his complaints and ramblings disappeared from his head for a moment as he ogled at her butt while the world seemed to slow down. Of course, the world didn't actually slow down, however the car that he was driving did slow down on account of his foot reflexively coming off of the gas in his moment of drunken distraction. And it was perhaps because of this that the following outcome was in no way as bad as it could have been.\n\nBANG!\n\n``FGUGHK-!!''\n\nA great reverberation rushing through the body of his car was followed by a sensation of being punched in the chest by six dudes at once! Patrick momentarily blacked out and quickly returned to his senses to see the car he'd hit in front of him bounding away with the back dented in. And hugging his chest tightly is the seatbelt he'd somehow remembered to put on even while drunk. The seatbelt had worked together with the deployed airbag to save him from a major injury, or maybe even worse.\n\n``D-dammit~''\n\nThe senses he'd momentarily regained began to quickly slip away with his fading consciousness. In his last moment before he passed out, the young man muttered a complaint while thinking about how he'd somehow managed to get fucked over by two Anthros in one night.\n\n***\n\n``So, you're saying that was reason enough for you to pull the trigger?''\n\n``I wouldn't expect you to understand a man's cause.''\n\nHow inconceivable.\n\nJudge Linda had seen many a case in her life however it's very rarely that she would find herself this speechless. Even his lawyer seems to be at his wit's end as the man on trial, Patrick O'Hare recounts his actions like retelling a trip to the grocery store. It was a terrible case, a man randomly opening fire on a construction site specifically aiming at the Anthros that worked there. Everything about the act was foolish, in the first place, most Anthros are invulnerable to the regular bullets that a person like him could get their hands on. In the end, he only managed to take the life of two of the human construction workers that were caught in the crossfire before being subdued by the very Anthros that had been his main target. And here he is now boldly confessing to his horrible crimes like he'd done something noble.\n\n``Your honour, my client isn't in his right state of mind, I'd like some time to discuss with him so that maybe we can find the reasoning for-.''\n\nThe lawyer tried to keep things under control, however his client was as uncooperative as though he held a grudge against his own legal representation.\n\n``Nah, furry bastards deserved it, they're not supposed to be here. I heard they were bulletproof so I had to check for myself. Let's hope the next guy after me will have a better chance of takin' em out.''\n\nThe lawyer slaps down the pages in his hand, clearly he's given up. In the meantime, the rest of those present are aghast at O'Hare's ``reasoning''. There is none, he's simply a fanatical extremist with a hatred for Anthromorphs, there was no retribution, no revenge, just a man with a few screws loose. He didn't seem remorseful in the slightest bit, he even seemed proud, he didn't care that the actual victims of his crime turned out to be humans instead of the Anthros that he detests so much.\n\n``I think I've heard all I needed to hear.''\n\n``Well, that's a damn shame, I could cuss out those freaks for hours.''\n\nJudge Linda seethed inside looking at the mocking mannerisms of the man. At this point, the verdict for him was already set in stone, life imprisonment.\n\n***\n\nTHWWRR-THRR-THFWWRT~\n\n``Ugh, fuck.''\n\nPatrick grunted as he was escorted into the waiting area of the courthouse. His hangover was already a bother but some guy just had to be rudely whistling as he walked by. Patrick wondered how someone could seem so carefree while being roughly escorted away by two scarily large Anthros. Whoever that guy is, he must have done something really terrible, not that it matters to Patrick though. The guy whistling was soon taken out of the courthouse and peace returned at last to the young man.\n\n``Ahh man, this sucks.''\n\nPatrick complained gruffly with a pounding head as the officer that had been escorting him let him sit down. His headache was only made worse when he thought of what a shitty situation he'd found himself in. His night already sucked and now first thing in the morning, he's about to be charged for drunk driving and crashing his car into another vehicle. His car was left in a terrible shape and now he'd have to pay for both his and someone else's.\n\n``This day can't possibly get any worse.''\n\n***\n\n``Haaah, what's the next case?''\n\nJudge Linda sighs to herself while pinching her temple with her fingers. She just can't get that case out of her mind, she already knew that hardcore anti-anthro extremists exist. There's even been other cases that she knows about, however the things that happened in her court this time, talking to that vermin of a man with no sense of human morals, she still feels a bit sick even now. It's even worse for her as someone on the other side of the spectrum, someone who advocates strongly for the co-existence of Anthros and humans. Although there were no actual Anthro victims this time, two people still ended up dying for something so ridiculous. And just as she was thinking to get to the other case as a palate cleanser,\n\n``The next person is Patrick O'Hare.''\n\n``What? I just dealt with that guy!''\n\nWhy did his name come up again?! It's like he's taunting her without even being in the room, Judge Linda unconsciously yelled out at the new hire that had brough her the case files.\n\n``Uhm, I-I'm sorry.''\n\n``No, it's not, just, ugh, just tell them again to... no, wait.''\n\nSuddenly, a thought occurred to her, maybe this is actually an opportunity? Linda as a judge is meant to be impartial and strict with her judgements, however the human part of her is still unsatisfied with how the case was handled. Sure, life imprisonment is a sever sentence, however it just didn't seem like enough considering the criminal's attitude that was like he'd earned himself a vacation for doing something so horrible. She needs to do something to make him truly regret his actions, that's what the human side of her that believes in retribution is telling her. And this time, Linda decided to bend the rules a bit and go with what her gut tells her.\n\n``Give me those.''\n\n``Yes.''\n\nShe takes the files from the employee and begins to write up a different sentence for ``Mr. O'Hare'', one that she believes to be more fitting for scum like him.\n\n``Since you hate Anthros so much, I hope you enjoy serving them for the rest of your life.''\n\n``M-Ma'am?''\n\nThe new employee feels slightly uncomfortable as he stands there in the Judge's office, watching her write down a truly heinous sentence with the greatest of vitriol. Judge Linda's heart may have been in the right place, however in her hastiness, her emotional response will end up confining an innocent man to horrors she can't possibly imagine herself.\n\n***\n\n``Patrick O'Hare?''\n\n``Ugh, yeah, that's me.''\n\nPatrick groans with his receding headache flaring up again as he stands to the call of his name. The one who called him is an absolute unit of a Rhinoceros that looks ever intimidating in her officer uniform.\n\n``You seem to be taking things pretty easily for such a terrible criminal.''\n\n``Huh?''\n\nTerrible criminal? All he did was get into a small accident with his car after drinking a few beers. Well, that definitely is a terrible crime, especially considering that he could have gotten someone killed, however the only one hurt in this instance was him so he didn't really see the reasoning for such an attitude.\n\n``So, you really hate Anthros huh? What do you think of me then?''\n\n``Uh, ex-excuse me?''\n\nThe human is forced to shrink down as the large Rhino lady steps right up to him and looks down on him with palpable intimidation! Anyone would be frightened in such a situation, and Patrick is no different, he can't even find the words to speak. But what did she mean by hating Anthros? He didn't hate Anthros, he didn't like them like most people did, however hate is a bit of a strong word. If there was any that he actually hated, it'd probably be the one that cucked him of his date last night. But that's at least justifiable, right?\n\n``Heh, nothing to say now huh? I heard you were pretty mouthy back in the courtroom though?''\n\nThe Rhino grins in his face while Patrick is completely confused about the whole situation. Was his hangover so bad that he completely forgot going through his own trial? Surely not, there had to be some kind of mistake! However, before the young human could voice his confusion, the words became stuck in his throat at the feel of the Rhino's big, heavy hand firmly grasping his shoulder!\n\n``Let's go, you'll have plenty of time to think about what you've done where you're going.''\n\nPatrick, still mute in confusion and fright, was roughly led away by the Anthro officer. Resistance was obviously futile, her physique was enough that she could probably wrangle multiple of even the most viscous and jacked human criminals. However more than the fright, it was her words that bothered him. Were they actually going to lock him up for drunk driving?! He didn't even get a trial!\n\nNaturally Patrick was completely unaware of the trial that had taken place for a man that shares his exact name. He's also unaware at this time that that man had been given a punishment deserving of his horrible crime while he, by a simple mistake, will be given a completely different punishment that is far disproportionate to the crime he's committed, one that in many ways is far, far worse. The only similarity between the two men is that both will be sentenced for life.\n\n***\n\n``Urrrlghth~''\n\nPatrick had a pretty terrible dream, it started with an awful incident where he ended up crashing his car. What an awful thing that was, thankfully he didn't die and wasn't hurt too bad, he would've probably woken up at that point under normal circumstances. However, the dream got even stranger following that. He was arrested and taken to court, but didn't even get a trial, instead his sentence seemed to be predetermined. Maybe it's because car accidents are so common so the sentencing gets automatically applied? But then what was the deal with all the stuff that happened afterwards? It seemed so blurry, but he's sure he was taken to some strange place full of Anthros and coerced into signing some kind of glowing piece of paper, the moment he'd done that, everything suddenly went fuzzy before he immediately blacked out.\n\nWhat a dream, perhaps it was some higher power telling him to stop drinking his troubles away. As he slowly woke up, Patrick made the umpteenth conviction to stop drinking once and for all, not knowing that he'd lost the chance to break such a promise altogether.\n\n``Llnnf, fhlf?''\n\n(Did I really drink myself stupid?)\n\nPatrick has this thought as there seems to be something wrong with his mouth, it feels like something is in his mouth and causing great resistance when he tries to close it. He tries to feel his jaw to see if something is stuck to his face, however his arms seem to be locked in a weird position and unable to move! A bit of panic instantly sets in as the first thought he has is that he'd managed to hurt himself badly in a drunken stupor! However, far from any feeling of pain or discomfort, the feedback he feels from his body is like it's in better shape than it'd ever been?! Patrick finally stops stalling and opens his eyes to find out what kind of strange situation he's in!\n\n``Ahfrfmsthff?''\n\n(A bathroom stall?)\n\nThis is the first thought that pops into his head as the slight scent of refreshing cleaning product fills his nose while surrounding him on all sides in his periphery are bare walls painted a slightly pinkish cream colour. What fills his head next though is a much greater sense of panic as in the process of darting his gaping eyes around, he realizes that he can't move his head at all! As a matter of fact, his whole body seems to be immobilized! A dooming thought comes into Patrick's head that he'd probably wandered into a random bathroom stall while drunk, fallen and hit his head on the toilet or something and had been paralyzed. However, he can still feel every bit of his body, in fact it feels like he can feel the state of his own body better than before, as though his physical senses have been slightly enhanced. His arms are tied behind his back, he has no idea how long they've been that way but surprisingly he feels no fatigue or strain on his joints at all. His legs are folded in a kneeling position and likewise tied together, however despite feeling the hard tile floor against his knees, there seems to be no pain or bruising. It's like all of that drinking had somehow turned him into some kind of superhuman, however the fact that he can't do much but wiggle his fingers and toes and move his face suggests that he?s been captured by some supervillain!\n\n``HHHHLLFFFF!! HHLLLFF~!!''\n\nEnough with the dumb analogies though, the fact of the matter is that he's certainly been kidnapped and bound up at the very least! And whoever had captured him had some sick interests because he can feel some kind of tough, rubbery material conforming to his back side while his front portion is completely bear with his dick and balls hanging out! Patrick did the only thing he felt like he could do in this situation, yell and scream for help! However, his yelling came out ineligible and muffled as a result of whatever it is that's trying to keep his mouth open. The next thing he does is try to break free. As mentioned already, his body seems refreshed and energized, even some of the minor lingering ailments he'd felt as an aging human seems to have disappeared altogether. He can strangely feel that he's now stronger than any normal human.\n\n``HLGF! LGFH~!''\n\nUnfortunately, his bondage seems to be made with this new strength in mind, no matter how much strength he forces into his limbs, the leathery wrapping around his arms and legs don't budge a bit, he seems completely stuck in this strange kneeling position with his head tilted up. The human tried for a while, unresolved to give up, however he was forced to eventually, which left him wallowing in fear and panic as he resumed looking around him to get a better sense of his situation. It looks like he really is in a bathroom stall, the walls around him look clean and pristine with not a bit of decoration. Now that he's focussed though, there seems to be something etched into the door of the stall. Unfortunately, even in the well-lit space, the stall is so unusually big that he can't quite make out the fine writing on the door as it's too far away from his upturned face.\n\nLeft with nothing else to keep him distracted, Patrick becomes absorbed in his own thoughts as he tries to calm himself down. And after a small while, he realizes something chilling. Why would he even be bound up and trapped in a bathroom stall? And his positioning, he seems to be placed near the back of the stall where a toilet would usually sit, but there seems to be no toilet? He doesn't feel the presence of one near him, a toilet stall without a toilet, instead it's just him knelt down with his mouth being forced open while his head is kept tilting upwards... no way right? No, there's definitely no way it's that, that kind of thing is certainly impossible! Certainly, this is something that's become more common in the world where sick and perverted Anthros now roam around humans, however Patrick knew such things to happen only to those who are hardcore into such thing or... terrible criminals...\n\nSo then, the dream that he had... it wasn't a dream after all?\n\nBANG\n\n``HLF?!''\n\nA frightful thought was followed by a frightful sound as the door to the stall was suddenly slammed open! The startled Patrick swivels his eyes to look at the figure that had just entered. A figure naturally larger than a human's, it doesn't take a second glance to recognize them as an Anthros. Vibrant yellowish tan and creamy white fur like a horizon sunset over a snowy field. Mottled, deep brown spots scattered across their fur like blemishes that only accentuated the exotic nature of their beastly beauty. Even Patrick is forced to admit how nicely a properly taken care of coat of fur fits an Anthro's regal form, and of course their form comes with even more accessories. The human could hear the way the claws on their bare feet scraped along the hard tile floor when they entered, similar claws line the prominent fingers of the large paws in place of their hands. That natural hourglass figure that Anthros have as though mocking the many humans that worked themselves to death for such a figure. Such a figure as hers that's on the slimmer side is greatly emphasized by the well-fitting businesswoman's attire hugging her great frame. And it's all completed by a rather long tail of the same tan and spotted pattern as the rest of her exposed body. And her face, her features so piercing as one would expect of a wild cat. A Cheetah Anthro with crisp, caramel gold irises flanking either side above her prominent yet still adorable nose with an ebony tip. Her fluffy ears sprouting from ahead of short and neatly cut amber hair.\n\nThough Patrick would rather not admit it, the anthropomorphic beasts were real lookers if anything. Even he was momentarily mesmerized by the up-close presence of the tall wild cat, enough to forget the direness of his situation for a split second. And as though to remind him of this,\n\n``A human toilet huh?''\n\n``?!''\n\nPatrick jumps as he hears the words spoken so casually from her mouth! It was a set of words that had been vaguely present in his mind that he'd tried his hardest to deny after taking stock of his situation, however, with the unknown Cheetah now saying it out loud, he has no choice but to accept things for what they are! A human toilet, he still can't believe it! The human knew of many of his own kind that possessed such an inhumane kink, and ever since Anthros' integration into society, the expression of such kinks had been taken to heights never seen before! People openly told stories of the kinds of things that happened behind closed doors these days, stories that often made Patrick sick to his stomach. There was even a time that he himself had wandered into a bathroom stall in a town he'd never been to before, only to be left throwing up at the horrific sight that he came upon! Some random guy that'd been indulging in a twisted act that was unthinkable for normal people like him. How could anybody be into something so sick?! Just the memory of it is filling his body with nausea at this very moment, however, strangely enough, it feels like he can no longer throw up even if he wants to! And together with the unsatisfied nausea is an even greater fear, the fear that came with the realization that he'd somehow ended up in such a horrible position himself!\n\n``HLLFF~! FFHHLLF~!!''\n\nThere was definitely some kind of mistake, he had no idea how he'd ended up here but something had definitely gone horribly wrong. He didn't even like Anthros like that, much less did he have an interest in such a disgusting fetish, he would never agree to something like this in a million years! Someone had definitely set him up or something, whatever the case, he needed to get out of this before something truly horrible happens! So, the distressed human screamed for help, or at least he tried to, what came out of his mouth was garbled words hindered by the unknown device trying to keep his mouth open for unspeakable purposes that he's now aware of! At least with this Cheetah here now, she should at least realise that something is wrong from his behaviour and get him some help-!\n\n``Agh fuck! Can you quit screaming?!''\n\n``HL-.........?!''\n\nHowever, whereas Patrick thought this was his moment of salvation, something really scary happened instead! The words of annoyance from the Cheetah are followed by an eery and unnatural silence as the voice blaring from his own hindered mouth is suddenly halted like a TV that had been muted! His eyes widens further and shivers as his mouth struggles to open and close, changing shape still as though he's yelling but no matter what he does, the vibrations of his vocal cords produce no sound as if he's suddenly gone deaf!\n\n``Nice, this one comes with the latest functions, fuck, I'm so late!''\n\n``--!!''\n\nPatrick is frightened, well and truly frightened like he's been suddenly dropped into a nightmare from which he can't escape. The Cheetah's annoyed voice as she cursed while scrunching at her watch confirmed that he hadn't gone deaf, however that didn't make him feel better at all because it made him realise that the problem really is his voice, it'd been sealed! As someone living in the current world, Patrick knew that Anthros possess magical abilities that never existed before on Earth, they themselves are magical creatures that can't be explained by normal silence. In fact, they champion a whole new field of magical science that can make the impossible possible, and one such science that the human is aware of is the ability to alter the physical nature of simpler beings such as himself. His feelings of renewed health, strength and endurance like he'd never experienced before now, clearly his body had been put through changes that he'd never consented to. However, by far the scariest thing of all is the fact that this renewed body of his seemingly no longer listens to him, but rather obeys the command of whoever it is that plans to use him, such as this annoyed and agitated Cheetah woman that's currently stripping her lower garments in a hurry!\n\nThere are way too many factors causing Patrick great panic and distress at this moment, and more keeps getting added as the Cheetah hurriedly whips out the thing that had been hiding within the very noticeable bulge in her tight skirt! A pair of big, plump, fair orbs combined together in a full, smooth sack that's altogether larger than his own head, sitting upon this portulent sack, a meaty snake packed tightly into a skin of the same creamy white colour, save for the vibrant pink poking through the opening at the tip. Even when flaccid, the Cheetah's cock is larger than any Patrick had ever seen in real life or even imagined in his head, and her fat balls aren't too lacking either! What absolute rotten luck, even if they represented more than half of the Anthro population, for Patrick to be faced with a hermaphrodite right off the bat! However, this is far from the end of the completely normal human's terrible luck, for as soon as she whips out the set of genitals that make his own look like toys, the meaty log of the set is held such that the tip points straight at his panicked face!\n\n``--!!!''\n\nOn reflex he tries to scream again, praying that this isn't actually about to happen, that it really is all just a bad dream that he'll be shocked away from soon enough! However, not only does his mouth still not make a sound, but as though sensing the intentions of his ``user'', his mouth begins to open up wide against his own will! What had only been a bit of resistance making it hard for him to properly control his own jaws soon turns into an unchallenged force where the device in his mouth widens together with his gaping mouth! And as though he hadn't experienced enough scary things already, Patrick very soon find his own mouth opening much wider than humanely possible! By whatever magic, the ring holding his mouth open just keeps opening up into a bigger and bigger ring, and without any sounds of creaking, cracking or even any discomfort, Patrick's formerly normal mouth gradually gapes to a size where he can very possibly fit both of his fists inside by the time it finally stops! The human grieves and laments inside for the freaky thing his body had become, however it's still too early for him to grieve as the bad part only comes now.\n\n``Mnnnff~''\n\nSSSHHHRRR~\n\n``!!''\n\nA relieved grunt was heard from the Cheetah, a sound that's quickly drowned out by a sound of spraying and rushing liquid as Patrick's vision is suddenly filled with yellow. Not the bright, milky yellow of the Cheetah's spotted fur, but rather a rich, clear, watery yellow. It comes towards him so fast, yet for a moment it seems like it's moving in slow motion. His sheer disbelief of what's going to happen to him causes the human's distressed thoughts to move faster than the thick stream pelting itself in his direction. He wants to get out of the way, he wants to break free and run away. What did he do to deserve such a thing? Crashing his car while driving drunk? No, that's wrong, his own car had come out even more damaged than that of the person he'd hit. There had to be a mistake somewhere, there had to be! However, no matter how wronged the human feels, he no longer even has the ability to plead his case, his silent mouth now opened against his will as he kneels in place, feeling like a prisoner of his own body that will soon be put through unspeakable things. And no matter how quickly his thoughts zip by in this moment, his perception is eventually caught up to by the steaming stream of yellow liquid gushing from the head of the Cheetah's penis.\n\nSSHHHHHHRR-LPLPP-P-PRP-PLRP~\n\n``Ureelghf~?!''\n\nFor the first time in what felt like forever, some sound finally came out of Patrick's mouth, a very loud gag in response to the hot liquid that lands squarely and heavily inside his open mouth! The human has no leeway to care how he's suddenly found the ability to make sound again, his mind is simply enraptured by the fact that his mouth is currently being pissed in! His accelerated thinking is completely left in the dust as his tongue is bathed first as though the Cheetah had aimed for it specifically, though, it wouldn't have been hard, considering how thick and plentiful the stream shooting from her cock is! The heat instantly washes Patrick's tongue, followed by the rest of the inside of his widely gaping mouth as a great wave of steaming, yellow swill bathes over every tooth and soaks every inch of his gums!\n\nSomeone is peeing in his mouth! His mouth is being peed into! Someone is taking a HOT PISS right inside his mouth! Patrick is in sheer disbelief and shock even as the inside of his mouth rapidly fills, the thick, heavy drops of the great stream harshly beating against his tongue even as it became submerge in the steamy liquid. A sound soon comes from his own mouth like someone releasing right into the water filled centre of a toilet bowl without caring about the noise. The initial shock of pee falling into his mouth is already great, however things naturally escalate horribly as his shocked mind finally accepts the taste filling his mouth!\n\n``Grruughlf!!''\n\nThe voice he'd found again blares as he gags again and again, the taste in his mouth is somehow even more disgusting than he'd imagined! A salty, sour tanginess with a rancid flavour like spoiled and fermented citrus. A very faint sweetness that does nothing to alleviate the disgusting nature of the taste, rather than a harmonic mix of sweet and sour, it's a horribly disharmonious blend where the salty and sour vastly outweigh the sweet and creates conflict on his poor tastebuds as they literally drown in the vile swill! His tongue trembles amidst a yellow sea of frothy putrid bladder ale while his sense of smell is dominated, completely overpowered by a terribly rancid stench. This is a rancidness different from even the flavour boiling his tongue, it's a smell so potent and pungent that it feels like a wildfire is raging in his nasal passage!\n\nPatrick had smelled piss before but none as powerful as this, it's like he's snorting ten people's worth of day old urine right out of a public urinal! The stench like concentrated ammonia makes him woozy while a physical, heated steam of pure Anthros urine washes over his face and saturates the inside of his nose. Already his eyes feel irritated from the pungent steam, every breath he takes through his nostrils as his mouth fills is purely polluted with a horrific pee smell whether it's the fumes being drawn into his nostrils or what's being let out from his fogged nasal passage! Patrick is confident that he'd never smelled or tasted anything worse in his life, his stomach immediately begins heaving aggressively as his throat spasms and convulses, his gagging voice bubbling up through the pool of vile piss in his mouth! His first instinct is naturally to spit out the vile bladder brew and close his mouth shut!\n\n?'' (?o?)\n\nSSSHHHHHHHRRRRSSH-PRLP-PL-P-PRLP-PLP~!\n\nGRLP~ GLP~ GLK~ GRGRG- GLP~ GR-GRGL~\n\nNaturally the complete opposite takes place where he feels his spasming throat heating up as large gulp after large gulp of the briny bladder nectar gushes down his gullet! Once again his body refuses to listen to him, the human's petrified mind pleads with his own physical form as piss-induced tears raced down his face, however his throat only seems to work harder to flush the steaming urine as it begins to flow more heavily out of the Hyena's prick! The crippling nausea he feels doesn't allow his heaving stomach to regurgitate any of it, instead he feels the heat rapidly building in his belly together with a feeling of fullness as his churning stomach accepts all of the rancid liquid waste!\n\nThe rate at which the urine fills his belly proves to be downright scary. He feels his belly getting heavier and heavier as the inner heat becomes greater, the hot and wet sensation quickly rising up the walls of his stomach to the top where his oesophagus is still gushing with the stinking yellow liquid! Just as it feels like his small human stomach will reach the limit of its capacity, he's frightened further to feel his own stomach simply expand, quite easily at that! As though unable to overcome the pressure of the piss being gulped down his gullet, his stomach grows larger to accommodate the volume as more pours inside. Clearly the ones who had made him this way had thought of everything, accounting for the ridiculous size of an Anthro's bladder. The Cheetah stands there quite comfortably, completely disregarding the human's gargling gags and convulsions of disgust as she holds her cock and freely let's out the accumulated contents of her bladder. The tears flowing down Patrick's disgustedly scrunched face simply trickle into his vastly gaping mouth that's poised to accept even more steaming cheetah piss.\n\nSuch tears become completely lost like a drop in the vast yellow lake of steaming urine, the saltiness and heat of the tears incomparable to that of the swill gushing from her cock. Such tears have no presence as they're sucked down his gulping throat together with big mouthfuls of pee. A great thick froth develops inside of Patrick's mouth as piss just keeps raining down such that his mouth almost fills completely after each gulp. In fact, the timing of his gulps seem to be precisely timed so that his mouth is always filled, like an actual toilet system! The froth builds up and gets thicker as though he's unable to swallow fast enough, however this is by far the most liquid the human has ever consumed in one sitting. He's chugging with a level of ability a regular human doesn't possess and fighting retch and gag just to have the swill pour down his gullet. His throat feels tingly like he's gulping down a carbonated beverage, swathes of piss froth brush against the convulsing walls of his gullet while being washed away by the thick river of putrid urine racing into his stomach. His belly continues to swell with a feeling of butterflies in his stomach, a result of the hot steam and froth bubbling up in his bloating stomach. The rancid gas races back up his oesophagus and throat, against the heavy flow of putrid pee only to pop up as nasty gas bubbles and contribute to the growing mass of sudsy froth in his gaping maw.\n\nEvery gulp of the steamy liquid that gushes down his gullet seems to wash away a piece of his dignity as a human being, it's crazy to think that anyone could actually enjoy such horrible filth. The smell alone makes him want to vomit yet his stomach refuses to relieve what has been put inside no matter how much the rancidness soaks into his mouth. The stench is so vile that he's forced to wonder how he hasn't passed out yet, and the taste is even worse. The amount he's drunk is absurd, this is but the very first time the human has ever been forced to act as someone's toilet, yet as he kneels here with no other choice, gulping down pints upon pints of hot, putrid cheetah piss, Patrick feels a great loss to his humanity.\n\nPLP-P-P~ PLTP~ GRGHGL~ GRGHL-G~\n\n?'' ? (???) ?\n\nFinally, after more than a straight minute of relieving herself, the Cheetah utters a sigh as her stream finally dies down. The ambience of pouring and splashing fluid fades from the stall that now wafts with the strong stench of Anthro urine, all that's left is the continued gargling of the human whose toilet insides have just been brutally christened by a fully emptied bladder.\n\nPatrick is unable to feel any of the Cheetah's relief, he can't even feel relief that she's finally done pissing in his mouth. Even after she's done emptying her bladder, his widely gaping mouth is still occupied with a literal steaming pool of yellow urine with a thick caking of bubbly piss froth on top! The moment her bladder had run dry, his throat had suddenly ceased swallowing, leaving him with a mouthful that he was unable to get down even if he had the will to swallow the putrid stuff on his own! However, that's not even the freaky part, his whole throat and oesophagus is still filled to the brim with hot, stale urine as though the entrance to his stomach had suddenly shut off like a valve! And somehow despite all of that, he's still able to breath properly through his nose!\n\nHHHNNNFFF~ GRG-GLG~! GRGLGL-GRLG~! HHHNNF~\n\nIn fact, his breathing ability seems to have improved together with the rest of his physique, every pull through his nostrils is full and feels clear. That unfortunately means that he is being assaulted by the rawest stench of steaming piss with each breath he takes! The frothy urine filling his mouth shakes and shivers as his throat convulses like a circus balloon full of liquid. Instead of gagging, it sound more like he begging for help while trapped underwater. His tongue continues to be pickled in the briny swill, all the terribly rancid flavours of stale, bladder fresh Anthro piss soaking deeply into his tastebuds while he suffers from the inability to even swallow what's in his mouth and throat, much less throw up the vast quantity that's filled his heaving and bloated belly. Even as he's savouring the hot pee in his mouth, even as he carries a heavy load in his harshly swollen belly, even as the stench burned his nostrils and tears pour down his eyes, Patrick still can't believe what's happening to him. No matter how hard the reality is hitting him, he still hopes desperately that this is all but a horrible nightmare like he's never experienced before. The human wants desperately to believe that he's not just been used and filled with Anthro piss live a living urinal.\n\nUnfortunately for him, being a urinal is the least of his worries, the nightmare that he's unable to wake from is only about to get so much worse.\n\nGRGLGL-GRLG~!\n\nGOKUNGK~\n\nThe Cheetah, Heather's cock is now partially swollen and throbbing excitedly as she watches the human's suffering. The stench of her own piss is already so pungent, she can't imagine how bad it must taste on top of it. The way his body keeps convulsing alone shows how badly his senses are being overwhelmed as a thick yellow pool remains soaking inside his mouth. She knows that this toilet stall hadn't been here yesterday, perhaps she's actually the first one that gets to use him? The thought alone makes her excited, her big white cock swells more, lengthening and fattening up as she watches him silently, listening to the sound of his gagging and choking on her piss like a drowning man. However, before the Cheetah can get too excited, she suddenly remembers that she's running terribly late.\n\n``Fuck, what bad luck!''\n\nShe curses out loud, knowing that the longer she lingers, the worse it'll be for her! Ignoring her swollen and throbbing prick, Heather quickly fiddles with the rest of the buttons on her skirt to get it off.\n\nPatrick is in a despair like he'd never felt before, only able to express his disgust with the weak sounds of a drowning man. It feels like his tongue will be pruned and pickled for real with how long it's soaking in such vile, steamy urine. The taste doesn't get any better as time passes and only his sense of nausea becomes worse as the taste and smell permeates deeper into his senses without any signs of relief. It's bad enough that he'd actually prefer a life of slave labour for his crimes rather than this! The human doesn't even know that there's someone else out there that shares his name, someone else that's experiencing a life incarceration that to this current Patrick would seem like a life that he'd trade anything for.\n\nHe?s soon made aware that his situation is more dire than he first thought as he struggles to open his eyes among the piss steam flooding his face. Beyond the rancid, murky fog is a figure that would normally attract any man. With her skirt undone and pulled down along with her sensual red panties, hovering over Patrick's face is the Cheetah's bare ass. ``Bare'' might be a bit of a misrepresentation though, while her cheeks appear to be smooth, they're covered in patterned fur like the rest of her body. The patterns and yellowish tan colour disappear towards her crotch that's white and seemingly bare in the truest sense. The most vibrant colour exists in the pink internals of her lady parts, this is the first opportunity the human has had to verify the hermaphroditic nature of an Anthro in person. Her plump pussy exists right above the root of her oversized balls hanging closer towards his face. A similar pink colour is represented by her perky pucker sandwiched right between her cheeks.\n\nWhat glorious cheeks they are, Patrick has to admit that he'd hardly seen an ass such as this on the various human women he's tried and failed to date thus far. Yet still, maybe because of all the rancid piss steam finally making him delirious, Patrick thinks to himself that the Cheetah's ass is still in no way comparable to that of the random Horse girl that he'd ogled on that fatal night. His hazy thoughts actually begin to shift just a bit as he notices the ass hanging over his face suddenly growing larger. Of course, this is but an illusion caused by said ass getting closer to his face after the short two seconds he's had to admire such a bountiful butt!\n\nPLOP!\n\nGRGLF?!\n\n``Mnf~''\n\nThe piss-drunken stupor is greatly dissolved as Patrick is suddenly plunged into a warm darkness with a great mass of Anthro ass literally engulfing his face! The Cheetah grunts in comfort as she settles herself onto the human toilet, the brief two seconds that she'd waited before plopping her ass down was simply to wait for the supports to pop up beside the human's head.\n\nLike a scene from a sci-fi movie, a pair of butt rests crafted from the finest wood extends from some unknown space in the ground, propped up by sturdy metal poles. What these help to support is naturally an Anthro's butt as they sit on the toilet's face, even with his modified strength and durability, there are simply some Anthros that would be too big and heavy for him to hold on his own in the restrained kneeling position. At the same time, it's for the sake of the Anthros' comfort, supports of different sizes are automatically engaged depending on the type and weight class of Anthro making use of the toilet. The Cheetah feels the way the smooth and wood comfortably and perfectly hugs the parts of her furry ass cheeks spilling over the sides of the human's small face. Patrick himself had clearly been to overwhelmed by his first ever drink of vile kitty piss to even notice when the supports had popped up beside his head.\n\nGRGHLGF~! GRG-GLG-G~!\n\nNow that he's back to full consciousness though, his struggling reactions are understandable now that he's being literally smothered by a random Anthro's big, heavy, naked ass! The degree of magical engineering perfection integrated into this whole ``living toilet'' system has it so that his exposed face is pressed snuggly into the crack of the Cheetah's butt as though her butt is made for his face or the other way around! The amount of weight alleviated by the supports is just enough that it still feels like his face is going to be melded into her warm butt if she sits for long enough. The opening in his mouth had even shrunk down automatically so that his open maw could slot comfortably in between her cheeks while the excess piss inside was automatically swallowed to avoid spillage. Unfortunately, the build-up of froth in his mouth didn't seem to count as the moment the Cheetah sat on his face, the stale, bubbly mess became smeared all over the rest of his face!\n\nA truly disgusting sensation of warm liquid sliding between tightly hugging skin envelops his face from the tip of his chin all the way to the top of his crown as the sensation of thousands of piss bubbles popping tingles against him! The majority of his face being wet with nasty pee is far from the worst of it though, now there's even piss froth INSIDE HIS NOSE! His mouth is still full of hot, briny bladder ale, and now inside his nostrils he can feel froth bubbles popping and nasty piss trickling along the insides of his nostrils. The horrible stench is now worse than ever! It's already hard for him to breathe through his nose with his nostrils smothered by the Cheetah's crack, every desperate breath he takes sputters from all the urine wetting his face while the harsh stench of pee pulled into his airways makes his brain numb. Like any human who'd lost the ability to think straight, Patrick naturally wondered for a moment how his situation could possibly get any worse!\n\n``Mnf~!''\n\nFFPPRRR-GGRRRRRRRKK-K-KKRRRFK-K~\n\n``?!!''\n\nThe answer arrived immediately as the unthinkable happened, or rather, the thing that he was trying his hardest not to think about. A loud bubbly, sputter blasting sound mixed with a violent gargling noise... coming from the inside of his own piss filled mouth! Not just the sound, but also a feeling he'd never felt before, his already full cheeks violently expanding and vibrating aggressively while the piss in his mouth is churned and mixed up like liquid inside a soda machine. And like the liquid in a soda machine, massive bubbles are formed as a result of the thing churning the stale piss, a forceful gale of gas coming from the Cheetah's tensed butt, a gas hot enough that he can feel it blowing against the unsubmerged parts inside his mouth despite the already hot bladder brew swimming in his maw!\n\n~KKKKRRRRRFFF-F-FKKKKRRRRTTTRR~\n\nOne, two seconds pass as the Cheetah's cheeks remain tensed upon Patrick's face, the human is frozen stiff in horror and disbelief as the continuous blowing of hot gas in his mouth causes massive air bubbles to shoot down through the rancid piss inside his throat, eventually triggering his body to swallow automatically to accommodate the introduction of this new substance. Honestly, Patrick should have long seen it coming, even before the Cheetah had literally sat her naked ass on his face. Even at this point he'd evidently still been holding onto the faint hope that things wouldn't progress this far, but yet again his hopes are being ripped to shred by the violent gale erupting from the Cheetah's rear. Three seconds in and the amount of piss in his mouth has greatly reduced, and eventually there is nothing drowning his tongue to protect it from the much worse substance that violently fills his mouth!\n\n``KHUURREEGHKF~!''\n\n~KKKKKRRRRRRRFFFFFPP-P-P-PPRRFF~\n\n``Aaaah~''\n\n``HURGHTH~!''\n\nNever had Patrick exhibited such a violent and nauseous reaction as the moment his poor tongue registers the flavour of the hot fart the Cheetah releases inside his open mouth! The sound alone is enough to identify it as a fart, the way it gushes into his mouth carrying a great heat and a heaviness much greater than normal air is more evidence than one needs. However, it isn't until the violently rotten, bitter, sour taste of milky butt fumes soaks into his taste buds that Patrick is forced to accept with all certainty that the Cheetah has let rip a hot one in his maw for a grand five seconds of rectal relief!\n\nForget all the piss he'd drank, all of it has already been flushed down the drain that is his throat. At this moment Patrick genuinely feels that he can willingly accept life condemnation as a living urine receptacle, as long as piss is all he'd ever have to swallow from now on! Forget all of his favourite savoury foods, the delicious sweets and delicacies still awaiting him in this life, he'd trade it all for a lifetime of chugging stale Anthro piss just to never again have to taste what is currently filling his mouth! Her fart tastes so bad, not that he'd expect a fart to taste good. Patrick has certainly never taste one before, however he still feels that a taste this disgusting should be beyond what a living being can produce!\n\n``KHTHURGHK~! HRGHK!''\n\nThe creamy butt vapor feels like airy cotton candy tickling the insides of his mouth, except there is no delectable sweetness and only a putrid, sour, rotten taste like savouring a smoothy of rotten potatoes together with cabbage so spoiled that it's melted into a rancid stew! The heat of the creamy fart fumes completely evaporate the faint layer of stale piss on his tongue and christens his tastebuds in a taste that makes rancid cheetah pee seem like fine wine! It's all over the inside of his mouth, his cheeks bloated and pushing against the Cheetah's meaty ass cheeks that are now relaxed after the hot release. It's all the way inside of his throat, interacting with the piss moisture on his gullet as his throat spasms violently with each gag. With his throat now free of liquid, he can gag as loudly as he wants, or rather ass loudly as the smothering of the Cheetah's ass allows. And even then, no amount of gagging can relieve the nauseating disgust of what's filling his mouth!\n\nBut that's only talking about the taste so far, there's also the insane stink! The sour eggy-ness increases his urge to vomit exponentially! Even with literally piss soaking the inside of his nose, the vapid stench of the Cheetah's gas filling his nasal passage from the inside of his mouth is mind-crippling. It stinks so bad, worse than any fart he's ever smelled in his life, it's hard for a formerly normal human like him to even call it a fart! It's more like some kind of hazardous toxic waste that can poison a person with stink alone! Patrick had heard before that Anthro farts are in a league of their own in terms of potency, quantity, sheer stink, pretty much every metric, however as he's made to experience it now for himself, the descriptions he'd heard before don't cut it in the least. The human is short of losing his mind as the vapid butt spew swirls and swirls in his mouth while the rotten stench burns his nose! Unfortunately for him, the Cheetah is far from done.\n\n``KHUUURGHLTH~!''\n\nHe wants to let out a scream as he feels her plump, meaty ass cheeks clench again and squeeze his facial features. Unfortunately said ass cheeks completely absorb the reverberations of his suffering while the opening of his fart-filled mouth is smothered by the hot spot of the Cheetah's wrinkled pink anus that winks and winks before opening up against his cupped lips in a threatening manner.\n\nK-K-K-KKKKRRFFFPPPPPPRRRRRRGK-K-GK~\n\n``URGHKTH~!''\n\nThe full brunt of the threat is realized as another baptism of creamy anal gush scours the inside of Patrick's mouth with his cheeks swelling again! This time there's not even a protecting coating of piss on his tongue to momentarily spare him from the taste, the hot fart sears a viciously bitter and rotten taste of wildcat bowels right onto his tastebuds, overpowering lingering hints of stale pee and further empowering the butt stink already staining his tongue. Patrick retches violently however the sound of his retching can't overcome the sound of the anal release vibrating his whole smothered face as the Cheetah offloads her gas without a care. His voice is forced back down into his throat by the rush of hot butt gush that further strips the piss off the inner walls of his gulping gullet. Even then, the inside of his throat only heats up without drying out as the vicious anal vapour is moist enough to coat his gullet in sticky fecal particles that taste and stink as bad as what's getting painted onto his spasming tongue! Finally, as his mouth continues to be bathed in that rotten anal spew for four, five seconds, the piss in his belly gets violently churned like what had taken place in his mouth.\n\nFour, five seconds of hot butt gas leave his oesophagus like it's an extension of the Cheetah's sputtering butt hole, the gas gargles the piss in his belly, reheating it and causing more bubbles and froth that make the insides of his belly feel warmer and stuffier as his stomach heaves and lurches in disgust. The oral gassing is like a lengthy hell where seconds seem to stretch on for hours as Patrick continues to retch and choke violently while the Cheetah is simply farting into the toilet bowl that his mouth has become. This is only the second fart Patrick is ever made to swallow in his life and already it's a new record at six seconds of horrifying gulping before the noise fades and the Cheetah's cheeks upon his face relax once more.\n\n``HKHURKTH~!''\n\nKRKCHK-K-KRK~\n\n``Nff~!''\n\nPatrick is left retching and choking violently with a yet increased sense of nausea as he savours a mouthful of hot, creamy Cheetah gas with a belly full of literal fart-infused piss. Unfortunately for the newbie human toilet, his trials were about to get a whole lot worse much faster than he could logically handle. Just like the sound of the farts still ringing in his ears, the sound he now hears over his own gagging is an unmistakeable one. It's a sound that often follows a hot exhaust of gas like what had just been dumped in his own mouth, a crackling sound that one's lower end would produce when they're about to do something horrible to a toilet! And in this place, there's only one toilet available. It would have been nice if Patrick had more time to prepare himself as he listens to the frightening crackling noise growing nearer to his trembling face. However, he has no idea how much of a hurry the Cheetah is in, her minor pause after dropping the first fart in his mouth was yet another involuntary stall so that she could savour his suffering. Now she has little choice but to dump all of her offerings into him, all in one go.\n\nSCHRK-KRLK-K-KRKSCH~\n\n``ULGHKTH?!''\n\nHe felt her butt hole in his mouth bloom violently, and what followed was the loudest sound of crackling accompanied by a sticky sliding noise before something thick, hot and heavy rammed hard against his tongue! At that very moment, for the hundredth time, Patrick genuinely wished that his mouth was still filled with hot piss. Not because he enjoyed the taste of piss, of course not, the opposite in fact. It's rather that maybe the Cheetah's rancid pee coating his tongue would have protected him, even if briefly, from the violently putrid flavour of Anthro waste that heavily smears his tongue the moment the Cheetah began crapping in his mouth! This is it, this very moment is like the world telling Patrick loudly that he's nothing but a human toilet with his first ever involuntary taste of rancid feces! The reality further acclimates the next moment as he's forced to actually consume said rancid feces against his will!\n\n``Mmnnn~!'' ( > ^ < )\n\nSKR-KRKLK-KLKCHK~\n\n``HRK-KLK~!''\n\nHe hadn't even gotten a chance to properly taste if yet before he began choking violently, all a result of the hot, sticky log of putrid poop being literally forced down his throat! Patrick is someone that struggles to even swallow a decently sized pill, now, without even the aid or water, or even a smidgen of cheetah piss to wash it down, the thick bulk of doughy dung violently forces open his throat in a way he's never experienced before! He isn't given the chance to hold it in his mouth, he can't block his throat with his tongue as it's instantly buried under a thick, heavy mass of steaming crap. Even if he could move his tongue, even the strongest muscle in his enhanced body would be unable to fight against the pressure exerted by the Cheetah's strained bowels as she shits like she's in a hurry!\n\nPatrick's throat stands even less of a chance as his tongue, with no compromise at all the entrance of his throat is breached, his uvula squashed against a rockslide of slightly soft yet thick poop with gritty lumps and chunks like clay filled with pebbles and grit! It's as though all of his newfound strength is invalidated while even his old strength seems diminished, the only obstacle the crackling scat train encounters is the natural elasticity of his throat that is unable to stop his neck from bulging in an unnatural way as scores of steaming feces burrows through his spasming gullet! The choking sensation is unbearable, the scat is soft enough to squish with a fist but thick and stiff enough that his throat can't even contract to halt it's advance. His gullet heats up greatly again, even more so than when he'd swallowed the previous piss and farts, the bulge in his neck extends all the way down his oesophagus as from his bloated neck emanates almost the exact same squelching and crackling sound as the poop being expelled out of the Cheetah's gaping anus! His eyes are stuck wide open and twitching with tears, much like his fingers and toes twitch and jerk uselessly as he's forced to swallow a mass of poop that would have never even been able to fit in his mouth before! And it's not just the feeling of the scat busting his throat open that's making him retch and choke!\n\n``RHK! KHRLK~!'' KRLKRLK-K-KLK~ ``KUHK!''\n\nHis mind is inevitably forced to cycle back and focus on the taste that's impossible to ignore as his tongue becomes completely buried in layer upon growing layer of fresh shit! Unbelievably, the harsh bitterness sizzling his tastebuds is by far the most ``pleasant'' aspect of the Cheetah's poop! Within is thickly mixed a disgusting sourness, a sourness unlike the sourness of fresh lemons but instead a rancid sourness like rotten lime juice mixed into month old curry! Complimenting such a sourness in the most awful way is an eggyness similar to that of the farts he'd just swallowed, except times ten and compounded with a putrid essence of rotten foot fungus blended up with spoiled cabbages! The taste is so bad and so strong that Patrick has no choice but to completely forget about the taste of piss and farts that had been haunting him only a short moment ago, his brain simply can't comprehend the vastness of the mixed flavours that stain and coat his tastebuds as literal inches of poop squelch through his mouth and gullet, soon turning into actual feet as the lengthy log naturally reaches his stomach!\n\n?o?)\n\n``UHK!'' SCHLK-K~ ``KLK!''\n\nThe seemingly never ending dung log is finally pinched with a rancid hot blast of putrid gas inside of Patrick's poop-packed maw! His cheeks bloat more aggressively than ever from the expulsion of gas as his throat is simply too stuffed with poop that he continues to choke on after the fact! Instead, the excess gas, of which there is plenty, is forced to take the only unblocked path in his face, his nostrils. A squeaky sputtering noise fills his ears as the gas squeezes its way out of the piss-soaked gap between his flared nostrils and the Cheetah's moist, smelly ass crack. The hot fumes wash over his face and passes his eyes where more whites are showing as he chokes and spasms. But as brutal as the shitty ass gas is, it's still nothing compared to the devilish stench of the actual pure shit stuffed inside his mouth! The way he chokes is only a result of the sensation of a throat overstuffed with an oversized log of steaming kitty crap, the human can still breathe fine through his nose by whatever magical means, much to his misfortune. The taste of the Cheetah's dung is ungodly enough, it only seems to get amplified by the beyond vapid odour of the poop saturating his nasal passage.\n\nIt?s a stench bad enough for him to feel like his nose would rot, in fact he wishes that it would. Or at least he hopes that his sinuses would shut down and stop functioning, however the stench is prevalent as though his sense of smell is actually greater compared to before. There's actual steam rising from his nostrils together with the colourful stench, literal shit particles vaporized and stinging his scent receptors in a torturous way. The poop itself is terribly hot, fresh from the Cheetah's now more vacant bowels. Patrick wishes that it were even hotter, hot enough to melt his tongue or at least burn his tastebuds until they're useless. Unfortunately, this level of heat only serves to make his tastebuds more active, like consuming a meal heated to just the right temperature to enjoy all of the infused flavours to the fullest, if only it weren't the meal baked in the bowels and delivered from the dumping butt of a massive Anthro.\n\nKKKRRFFRRKTT-T~ PPPPPRRRFFFKK-K-KKRR~\n\n``Uhnf~''\n\n``KRK!''\n\nAnd unfortunately, even with the absurd quantity of feces that he's already been forced to choke down, the Cheetah sitting and shitting in his open mouth still isn't done.\n\n``Mmmnng~!'' (> ~ <)\n\nKRLK-KFCHK-K~ SQULCHK~ ``GRK-KLK!'' SCHRK-K-KLK~\n\nThe sensation of choking comes back to its fullest as the thick, lumpy log of hot scat squelches its way through his gullet again, crackling down his bloated neck as the second volley of putrid waste crackles out of the Cheetah's gaping pucker and rams down what came before it. The second log of scat plugs its lumpy end more easily into the opening of his gaping throat with all the sticky yet slimy scat already coating his gullet and beyond. The hot poop slides and deposits even more layers of chunky, lumpy poop paste onto his tongue, replacing the old, savoured mass with a fresh new taste straight from the deeper reaches of the Cheetah's offloading bowels.\n\nPatrick's body continues to spasm uselessly within the limits of his restraints as all he can do is choke, even the act of swallowing is being forced for him just by the large Cheetah taking a dump in the toilet hole he calls a mouth. Said mouth becomes more and more stuffed with waste, the log squeezing into his tight throat causing layers of fudgy, chunky gunk to build around the entrance of his violently invaded throat. The putrid waste simply builds up inside his maw as many more inches of dung squeezes by. The stuff bloating his cheeks gradually transitions from gas to solid while his tongue is so pinned and painted in poop that it feels like even the underside of his tongue is savouring the vile, rotten taste. Naturally, the more he swallows, the more gets stuffed into his stomach. It actually becomes harder for his heaving stomach to lurch as the weight of the putrid mass increases while his belly continues to swell. Inside, the first long log of scat is already curled up and stuffed comfortably into the pool of piss, the second log is now being shat from his oesophagus and into the swill that's turned into a disgusting soup of waste.\n\n?(???)?\n\nSKLK~ ``KRHTH-!!'' SCHLK~\n\nFRRPP~ KK-KRRRRFFRR~\n\nThe human doesn't even care that the Cheetah's second long log seems to be the last of her ridiculous bowel movement, he's much too defiled to care. An incomparable sense of sickness envelopes his entire being as he weakly chokes and spasms while she remains seated on his face, blowing fart after post-poop, shitty fart into his shit-stuffed maw. The sickness he feels mentally is almost on par with the sickness he feels physically, his body literally filled to epic proportions with the steaming, putrid waste of a walking, talking beast. She peed in his mouth, she farted in his mouth, she took a massive steaming dump down his throat, and there was nothing he could do about it. There's nothing he could do about it even now, as the end of the hot shit from the deepest reaches of her bowels remains clogged in his stretched gullet, the rest of the unbelievable dung load crammed in his bulging neck all the way down into his belly that's bloated and swollen in a pregnant manner.\n\nAs his unfocussed eyes stare into the darkness of her warm, musty, smothering ass, as the taste of her scat melts on his tongue and fills his mouth, as his nose suffers the ripest stench of her bowel movement dumped inside of him, Patrick is forced to finally accept that he's now nothing but a human toilet. If only acceptance could ease his suffering.\n\n``Yep, nothing beats using a human toilet~?''\n\n``KHRK!!'' SKRK-KCHK~ ``KRTHK~!''\n\nThe sound of his retching is relatively louder as the Cheetah finally gets up, having fully relieved her bowels into him. The light that returns to his eyes is not the light he wishes for, the light in Patrick's blurry vision is not the light of freedom but rather the light of a lonely toilet stall. The lights of a horrible prison shines down on the figure of a man. What was once a free man is now a pitiful figure tied up and bound, left to be used and abused to the disgusting whims of disgusting anthropomorphic beats. His belly concerningly bloated of unthinkable substances, his receiving mouth still open, exhibiting not only his uncontrollable gagging but also an unbelievable stench, courtesy of the rich, brown, steaming feces packed thickly inside of his mouth and throat. His teary eyes stare into nothingness, his face a mess of ass sweat and urine residue after what was only his first time being used for his new purpose in life.\n\nIt?s a sight one would never expect a person to be subjected to, just for getting into a car accident.\n\n``Well, I'll definitely be using you a lot from now on.''\n\nHaving completed her business in a timely manner, Heather completely ignores the human choking and retching in his knelt place. She would have definitely taken her time to use him if she weren't in such a hurry, maybe even drop a different type of load all over his pathetic face right here. She wipes her ass with the provided wet wipes before dropping the browned wipes into yet another convenient hole that appears in the ground beside the ``toilet''. For a moment, she considers ``flushing'' the toilet, as is etiquette, however, listening to the way he gags with the sickening sight of her stinking poop stuffing his gob, she decides to leave him like that until the next user arrives. Since she didn't get much time to savour the experience, she'd let him savour her shit for as long as possible.\n\n``GLK!''\n\n``Ah fuck!''\n\nSeeing what time it is now, Heather curses while stuffing her massive, softening boner into her panties and pulling up her skirt. The quicker she can leave the stall, the less she'll be reprimanded and the faster her erection will subside. So, she does just that.\n\nCHK-K~ DONGKF!\n\nCasually, as though she didn't just torment the human with her aggressive bowel movement, she runs right out the door after getting dressed. Just like that, she's gone, the only evidence of her being in this place currently filling the insides of the human choking on the floor with steaming poop packing his gaping mouth.\n\n``KRHK~!'' SCLCK-K~ ``KR-!''\n\nEven though the inside of the stall is kept at a comfortable temperature, a feeling of coldness envelops Patrick who's left there trapped, nothing but the sound of his own gagging and choking to keep him company in the lonely stall as her savours what is only the first load of the thing that will be sustaining him from now on. The human, his mind broken in disgust and suffering, laments the terrible outcome that he would have never suspected, not knowing that things were only going to get much worse.\n\n***\n\n?''\n\nAs the hot, steamy breath leaves her body through her lips, a feeling of refreshment wells up from inside. A morning run is just the thing a Rabbit Anthro like her needs to start her day. Although Anthros naturally have superior constitutions that allow them to maintain the figures inherent to their species, there are still benefits to be gained from working out. Though she's short as one would expect of a Bunny, her figure is proportionally stunning. A slim waist and tight belly are immediately followed by meaty, broad hips and a plump perky, perky ass like a pair of ripe peaches. Her short legs are well-built and shapely, from her thighs to her calves. Her large rabbit feet are bare as one would expect, exposing white fur with mocha brown spots up to her shins where her leggings cut off. A matching sports top covers her upper belly and modest bust. While there's no bulge to be seen on her crotch area, there's clearly a darker region mapped out in the gey clothing around her thighs, crotch and butt with her fluffy bunny tail poking out. Similar sweat spots pepper her top while the fur on most of her body is wet with steamy sweat. Her large bunny ears flop down her back to completely show off her adorable bunny face with big brown eyes and pink nose. Said face shows a mostly refreshed expression as a result of a completed run, but there's also a bit of an anxious expression mixed in.\n\n``Huff, good thing there's a toilet right here.''\n\nAll that exercise had gotten a different kind of movement going, and luckily for Clarissa, a new high-end toilet stall seemed to have popped up in this super busy area overnight. The only strange thing is that it's a building with a single unit, like some kind of overbuilt porta-potty, but it's still convenient, nonetheless. The Bunny things nothing of it and proceeds to open the door and step inside.\n\n``Uuurrrgghh~''\n\n``Huh?!'' ( ?D ?)?\n\nHowever, what she encounters inside isn't quite what she was expecting to see, nor is it what she expected to smell!\n\n``Ugh!'' (??<)\n\nAnthros have an unfair natural ability to finely control their own sense of smell, and the Bunny hurriedly makes use of said ability to block out the absolutely horrible stench that graced her pink little nose! Even if one expects a public toilet to smell foul, the smell she got is way beyond what is normal, another Anthro had definitely done their business here. The terrible smell makes sense considering that the person that had used the ``toilet'' before her had purposefully left it unflushed, plus the fact that this ``toilet'' is not the conventional kind that uses water to mask the smell of the contents dumped inside. Such is the main reason for her shock, this stall turns out to be home to a human toilet! Before the smell had hit her, she was startled to walk in and see a living creature almost as small as herself strapped up and knelt in place, groaning audibly with his mouth held open and releasing the awful stench that had made her nauseous just now!\n\nTruth be told, this is Clarissa's first time encountering a human toilet, although they're more common than one would think, the Bunny is the extremely rare type of Anthro that isn't too fond of putting others through something so horrible, even if that's what they themselves desire. She's been told plenty of times that she's way too kind for her own good. But she can't help it, that's just her personality, the one that causes her to feel bad for the human currently strapped down in front of her. Just from the horrible stench alone, she can imagine it hadn't been a pretty sight, and his current behaviour that's like he's slowly recovering from being harshly tortured speaks of what a horrible experience it might have been for him. Something seems wrong though, the Bunny knows that there are many even among humans that enjoyed such things, however the way he gags and chokes in such a despairing manner makes it seem like he's completely unwilling.\n\nWhatever the case, she has no intention of using him as her toilet so she should just leave and find a real actual toilet to use. With this thought in mind, Clarissa is prepared to leave the stall with the awful smell and terrible sight, however her natural curious nature causes her to lay eyes on an engraving on the wall of the bathroom. And as she reads out loud what it says, her mind slowly changes.\n\n``Uurrghgh, ghuurlghth~!''\n\nHow long had it been since the Cheetah used him? Patrick still feels like his throat is completely blocked up with her steaming feces. In reality, it had only been about ten to fifteen minutes since the Cheetah took a dump inside of him and left him to rot in the taste and stench of her waste. Miraculously, in that time, he'd actually succeeded in swallowing down her fetid dung and clearing his throat of the clog. It took a terrible amount of effort where he literally deepthroated the nasty load and gagged his life away for minutes on end, however at least now all of it is packed away inside of his still verily swollen belly. It's crazy to think that with all the noise he'd been making all that while that nobody had come in here to check on him and possibly save him from this torment, however, what the human doesn't know is that the stall is completely soundproof. Besides, nobody would come to save him regardless, and they won't succeed even if they tried.\n\nAnyway, as much as he'd like to feel relieved at having swallowed the poop down, such a thing is impossible. First of all, the mere fact that he'd swallowed such a massive and disgusting load of poop fills him with more shame, humiliation and disgust than his inner humanity can bare. Then there's the fact that even after swallowing the waste, the mind-numbing stench still fills his nose from his own breath while the taste is glued to his tongue like persistent sludge. Oh, and of course there's the literal pounds of putrid piss and poop packed inside of his heavily swollen stomach! No matter how Patrick tries to cope with his situation, his mental fortitude simply can't manage. And of all things, it wasn't long after he'd finally cleared his gunked up gullet of the vile waste that yet another Anthro walked into his stall! At this point, the presence of these furry beings is like a trauma to him, after the horrible experience he'd literally just endured a few minutes ago! The human that felt brain dead after being used became lively again with an incomparable panic, however he can't even move to express his distress and can only groan meekly amidst his disgusted gagging. The human really doesn't want to go through something like that again!\n\nAnd strangely enough, it seems like he won't have to.\n\n``??''\n\nFor some reason, the Bunny that had entered seems to be hesitating. A very faint glimmer of hope ignites in Patrick's defeated eyes as he watches her intently. Is he seeing this right? Is this Bunny actually considering not using him as a toilet?! Surely that's the case from her behaviour, it looks like even among Anthros, there are actually decent ones that would abstain from putting him through such torment! The glimmer of hope in Patrick's eyes grows like a sputtering flame, the human doesn't even dwell on the fact that this is only one Anthro among who knows how many out there would use him without a second thought. Being spared from being used by even one of the sick beasts is a blessing to his already tormented self! Patrick watched intently, hoping to see her soon walk out of his stall!\n\nUnfortunately, not even this last bit of hope is spared from being snuffed out.\n\n``Patrick O'hare...''\n\n``??''\n\nThat, that's his name?! The Bunny seems to be reading something that's behind him over his head.\n\n``Murdered two people?''\n\n``?!''\n\nWhat? Who murdered who?!\n\n``An anti-anthro extremist, as punishment for his crimes, he'll be made to serve as a living toilet in one of the region's busiest areas.''\n\n``!!''\n\nIt seems that there was a mistake after all! Obviously, Patrick had never killed a person in his life, he'd not even gotten into so much as a street fight! How could they claim that he'd murdered anyone?! This is bad, it's even worse than he thought, he's been wrongfully convicted for someone else's crimes! A wave of unbearable sickness envelopes the human yet again, to think that he'd just gone through something so horrible on account of a simple mistake! He needs to get out of this somehow, there's no way in hell that he can endure such horrible torment when he's completely innocent!\n\n``Hrrllghth! Grthlluuthgh!''\n\nThe human begins screaming desperately and frantically, however even if his throat is now clear of the fat shit log that'd been clogging it, the noises coming from his forcefully opened mouth are garbled an ineligible. It seems even more so because of the mucky scat still clinging the inner walls of his throat and mouth! Whatever the case, he has to try all he can, he needs to somehow get out of this so that he can absolve himself and sue the whole state into oblivion for daring to wrongfully put him through such a thing! Patrick believes that if he acts desperately enough, this Bunny that seems oddly kind and hesitant to use him as a toilet will be the most likely to answer to his pleas. Maybe that would have actually been the case initially, however, as the Bunny reads what's engraved in the stall wall, her expression changes to become not so nice.\n\n``Outside of actions that may cause physical damage, Anthros of all sizes are encouraged to use the toilet to their satisfaction. Your use of this toilet counts as direct contribution towards the prisoner's punishment during his life sentence.''\n\n``?!''\n\nA life sentence?! Patrick couldn't believe his ears the more the Bunny read, his situation is worse than he could ever imagine! Now more than ever, he needs desperately to clear his name and free himself from this hell, so he continues trying to scream and get the Bunny's attention. Unfortunately for him, while the Bunny is kind by nature, this kindness causes her to have a particularly strong reaction to wrongdoing.\n\n``You're a really terrible person, aren't you? No wonder they'd put you in here.''\n\n``??''\n\nHer tone is still the same, however her countenance is suddenly different. Patrick's pleas halt as he feels that the atmosphere has shifted in a very bad way.\n\n``You hate Anthros so much that you'd even murder people, so they decide to make you eat Anthro poop for the rest of your life as punishment. Hmph, serves you right.''\n\n``Ulllgghhthhhhlbb~!''\n\nNo, no it can't go on like this, please, it can't end like this!\n\nPatrick desperately pleads however the words in his mind come out as ineligible gibberish through his shit coated mouth.\n\n``You know, I was gonna use a different toilet, but obviously a big, nasty load of bunny balls is just the thing a person like you deserves.''\n\n``Uthlkhuthlk~!''\n\nTears fall from the human's eyes as a feeling of defeat comes over him, things have developed in the worst possible direction. Patrick groans weekly with a swollen stomach packed full of piss and poop as he watches the Bunny begin to strip her leggings. He stares at her actions blankly, not even able to appreciate the fact that she has a tight, smooth snatch and not a big dick and balls like the Cheetah. In his mind he questions for the hundredth time what he'd done to deserve such a thing. What could a person even do to be condemned to a lifetime of Anthros farting, pissing and shitting down their throat? It's impossible for him to accept that all of this is because of a wrongful conviction, that a simple mistake has led him to such an unbearable fate. Even disregarding that his stomach is full of putrid waste, just the unfairness of his situation is enough to make him want to vomit. Unfortunately, even this freedom has been wrongfully stripped from him and he's forced to harbour the waste of others as a sick punishment to crimes he'd never even committed.\n\nTrauma causes Patrick's defile body to shiver as the sight of the Bunny's naked ass fills his eyes. It's about to happen again, his despair deepens as she backs up towards his face. Her overall stature is definitely smaller than that of the Cheetah, however her butt still seems more than enough to completely smother Patrick's face. Those meaty, perky cheeks that seem so tender yet firm would definitely entice all of a man's desires even if said butt is mostly covered in fur. However, to Patrick, such a perfect butt nearing his face only causes his filled stomach to churn with its toxic brew of septic waste. A very faint steam can be seen wafting between the Bunny's cheeks, a similarly faint yet sharp odour of sweaty, musky crotch begins to invade his nose with enough potency to distinguish itself among the other rotten, vapid scents saturating his airways. The Bunny had clearly just gotten done with some kind of exercise judging by her clothing patched up with massive sweat spots, even her fur is faintly glistening.\n\nPatrick can already tell that just the experience of her sitting on his face is going to be as disgusting as the Cheetah swearing stale piss all over his feature with her meaty ass cheeks. But sweat is the least of his concern, sure the Bunny has a nice plump pussy that looks even more succulent and tender than the Cheetahs, but she also has an easily recognizable pucker sandwiched between her cheeks. Somehow, even though she's smaller than the Cheetah, the Bunny's bright pink anus is almost as large! The human watches in horror as it gets closer to his face while the Bunny backs up. This time he actually notices the strange butt rest that suddenly pops up besides his face, but still it's her anus that's the last thing he sees, that bright pink pucker slightly winking at him before darkness descends once more!\n\n``Hlthlnth~!''\n\nAgain, even though the Bunny is clearly smaller, the amount of pressure Patrick feels on his smothered face is actually just as much as when his previous user used him! What he doesn't know yet is that the butt rests even have the function of automatically adjusting how much weight is placed on his face dependant on the Anthro sitting on him. It's enough for the user's ass cheeks to rest comfortably while ensuring that the human's face is properly wedged up their ass crack and smothered heavily by their meaty cheeks. The Bunny certainly notices such a convenient feature.\n\n``This feels better than I thought.'' ?*?-?*?\n\nShe experiences the same feeling the Cheetah did as the human's warm face fits like a glove into the hot, steamy, sweaty ravine of her perky bunny bottom. The butt rests are naturally heavenly, however even his face feels better to sit on than Clarissa would have thought, the Bunny is now beginning to understand why so many of her own kind enjoys doing things like this. The experience is far from enjoyable for Patrick though. As he expected, her ass crack is hot and sweaty, even more than he expected actually! The unpleasant sensation of wet skin against wet skin is even more unpleasant this time because of the extra slippery sensation of natural crotch and butt sweat compared to thin, runny piss. Unfortunately, this doesn't mean that the piss that had been coating his face has suddenly disappeared, in fact, the Bunny's sweat only seems to reconstitute the piss that had been on the verge of drying. Now as he breathes in desperation against her hot steamy crack, the stench of Cheetah piss and the rank odour of hot bunny butt sweat mixes to form a potent stench that makes even his lungs filled with shit fumes heave!\n\n``Gllthhgh~!''\n\nAt least this time his mouth hasn't been plugged by a hot, stuffy anus straight away, so he can actually make sounds that's midway between gagging and coughing to express his disgust. He won't remain vocal for long though.\n\n``I guess I should just be able to let it out like this right?''\n\nSee, while there isn't an anus hovering inside the human's open mouth, there is a hole that can unleash horrors that may not be nearly as bad, but are terrible, nonetheless. And in an effort to make sure she does things correctly, the Bunny rocks her plump ass side to side, scootching forwards a bit more to make sure that her aim is dead on. In doing so, she stops in an area that causes the human's retching voice to become more muffled, and then,\n\nSSSHHHHRRR-SKKKRRRRSH~\n\n``?!''\n\n``Oh!''\n\nClarissa is actually startled a bit as even though the human's voice suddenly becomes drowned and stifled, his body still jerks in a way that causes her ass to wobble upon his shivering face. But such a reaction naturally makes sense, the Bunny herself would have had a much more extreme reaction if somebody had suddenly started blasting steaming urine into her mouth!\n\n``Mmmmnnnf~?'' (?^?)\n\nSSSHHHHCCCCHHHRRRCHCH~\n\nGRGRGLG-GH-GLG~\n\nPatrick didn't even get to taste the flavour of the Bunny's pussy since his tongue is so soiled and stained in the essence of fetid kitty feces. What he does get to taste however is a much more rancid, stale, slightly sour flavour as the scat residue on his tongue gets stripped off by a heavy stream of Bunny pee! From her pussy perched on his open mouth, it gushes inside like a stream from a garden hose, drowning his teeth and gums in a mere moment while splashing his trembling tongue so fast as to quickly fill his gaping mouth!\n\nGLRGH~ GLK~! GLGHK~! GLK~!\n\nAs expected, the human begins harshly gulping against his will, taking a hot wash of steaming, stale bladder swill down his gullet as more pours from the Bunny's crotch. While she may have been slightly hesitant and startled at first, Clarissa very quickly and easily relaxes, the comfortable seating and the thought that she's doing he part to punish a terrible criminal allowing her to let go of her bladder and let the piss flow freely. And there's certainly a lot of it, just from the amount of fluids she'd drink during her regular exercise, the amount of liquid waste not expelled as sweat has accumulated into an astounding amount inside her bladder. She'd actually been holding it for almost half the entire run, the way it gushes thickly and heavily from her plump vanilla coochie would have one wonder how so much fit in the bladder of a creature so ``small''. Because she's an Anthro of course, an Anthro that's naturally smitten by her first experience using a human as a toilet.\n\nCHHHHHHRRRRRRCCHHSSSHHRR~\n\nGLK~! GLK~! GLGHK~~\n\nAnd as for the toilet in question, crazily enough, his current experience actually isn't as bad as one would imagine! Sure, her piss stinks to high heaven, the colour a rich yellow just like the Cheetah's and packed with plenty of flavours unique to a rabbit Anthro's diet. However, the disgusting fluid that makes him nauseous is simultaneous washing away the much more disgusting flavours that constantly make him want to vomit! It's crazy to think just how badly Patrick has already been traumatized by the previous experience, from the moment the Bunny began dousing his mouth with steaming urine, his tongue had been bathing in the rancid yellow waterfall like a child thankful for the rain. It's but a matter of perspective, Bunny piss, no matter how stale and rancid, tastes leagues better than Cheetah poop. So despite his nausea and disgust as the frothy load of yellow bladder ale gets unwillingly sucked down his throat, Patrick's broken mind actually exhibits the faintest sense of gratitude for the Bunny's pee washing away that which tormented him all this time.\n\nAs his belly swells further with an introduction of fresh, hotter waste, more scat residue is stripped off his tongue and his throat as the stream gushes down his gullet. Bits of actual scat, straight up lumps of putrid feces get picked off the walls of his gullet and oesophagus as though he's washing down an epic meal with a sparkling glass of wine, brewed in the bladder of a bunny Anthro unfortunately. However, the human can only take what he can get, so he gulps with both disgust and gratitude, to the point of actually hoping that the Bunny would keep pissing down his throat until it's all that he can taste. Unfortunately, the Bunny may piss a lot, however her size still means that she can't release quite as much as the Cheetah can.\n\n``Haaaah, that was refreshing~?'' (???)\n\nGRGHL~\n\nIncredibly, Patrick's already twisted mind is actually made to feel disappointment from the Bunny's flow finally ending. His open mouth is left literally steaming with a frothy swill of rich yellow liquid waste pooled inside, yet he feels both disgusted and unsatisfied. He can still tase hints of the Cheetah's poop and he can still feel shit gunk smeared into the walls of his throat. But there's nothing that can be done about the Bunny's full bladder running dry. All he can do is kneel and gag below her as the taste of her pee now marinates his mouth.\n\n``Not so refreshing for you, I bet. Not liking the taste?'' ( *? ? *? )\n\nOf course not, no matter how thankful he is that she'd washed at least some of the taste of poop out of his mouth, her piss is still the complete opposite of palatable. It's also far from refreshing, in fact the feeling of his belly that's now more bloated with waste than ever causes the waning feeling of sickness to intensify once more. Now inside of him is a Cheetah's entire bowel movement soaking in a soup of shitty pee mixed between the bladders of two Anthros. And unfortunately, the horrific sceptic concoction is far from reaching its final state.\n\n``You're gonna really hate this next part then. But first I think you should swallow what's in your mouth.''\n\nGLK~ GLK~\n\nEven if Patrick knows that her intentions are the opposite of kindness, a small feeling a relief still fills his chest as he greedily swallows the piss in hiss mouth such that his tongue is no longer stewing in a puddle of the hot, stale swill. Clearly, even swallowing what's in his mouth is something he can only do with his user's permission, truly a terrible predicament. His mouth is thus left ``empty'' with nothing but piss steam and rancid piss taste inside as the last trickles of the Bunny's urine settles in his septic tank of a stomach.\n\n``Good, now just...''\n\n``Ulfth, gulth~!''\n\nThe gagging human groans pathetically again as the Bunny begins to adjust her seated position, shuffling forwards some more for something the human already knows will be beyond terrible. What feels like a comfortable sliding of her plump ass cheeks on the smooth wooden supports feels like hell for Patrick's who's smothered face is being aggressively ground into the hot, sweaty, musty crack of her ass. The human has bigger things to worry about though.\n\n``Oh, actually.''\n\nClarissa suddenly stops, initially she planned to go right ahead and use his mouth for her second order of business, however the feeling of his nose slotting in against her anus gives her an opportunity to make things even worse for him. So, she settles in place, and it's obvious that the human knows her intentions by the way he freaks out as much as he can while muffled in her butt. But nothing Patrick does can prevent what follows the sensation of the Bunny's hot, stink anus passionately kissing his piss-stained nostrils.\n\n``Ngf!'' ( >?< )\n\nBBBBRRRRRPPPPPPPP-P-PPPRRRRRRRR~\n\n``URGH-?!!''\n\nPatrick becomes choked for words as his body shivers, this is totally unlike the experience he had before! The Bunny's fart stinks horribly, it's actually on par with the Cheetah's from before! But this is a different stink, whereas the Cheetah's stink was more harsh and punchy with a quality like sweltering garbage, the Bunny's fart stink is more earthy and eggy, like the dusty crumbles from a crusty, overly worn sock mixed into a stew of fermenting green vegetables! A terrible stink that's no less potent but seems infinitely worse by the fact that it's all being pumped directly into his nose! The Bunny's pink anus blooms just enough to encapsulate the opening of his nose, Patrick's nostrils literally vibrate and swell from the pressure of the exhausting gas that feels like it'll shoot directly into his skull and melt his brain from the potent toxicity! However, the fact that she's farting directly onto his nose isn't the worst of it.\n\n~PP-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRRFFFPPPPTT-T-T~\n\nHHHHNNNNNFFFFFF~ ``GNGH!!''\n\nIt's instead the fact that he himself is inhaling it as quickly as it's expelled from her behind! From the moment the Bunny lets loose, it's made clear that swallowing an Anthro's waste isn't the only conditioning engrained into his mind. His lungs swell beyond what their normal capacity should be as the thick, creamy spew of vapid shit fumes is practically snorted from the Bunny's bowels through his nostrils kissing her vibrating and sputtering pucker. And even as his lungs seem to reach their theoretical maximum capacity, he keeps inhaling without stop. The nasty burning sensation he experiences from the hotly expelled gas is soon matched by an odd, ticklish sensation in his own saturated lungs! If Patrick were to guess, there's definitely something his lungs are doing that's causing him to still inhale so much pestilent gas even when they're supposed to be full. However, Patrick has no leeway for guessing games at the moment as it takes everything in his crumbling mind to endure the beefy five second fart the Bunny blasts into his airways!\n\n``Ooof, wow that was a big one~!'' ( ^ o ^ )\n\n``URLGHTH! GURGHTH!''\n\nClarissa 's fluffy bunny tail flutters as though to relieve the tingling in her pucker after the hot release. She basks in the feeling of actual relief she feels in her bowels, having gotten rid of such a large chunk of hot gas that's been brewing in her guts during her run. That had definitely been a stinker for sure, normally she wouldn't want somebody else to smell her nasty farts, however, the act of blasting it directly into the human's nose came as naturally to her as pissing down his throat did. The Bunny can no longer deny the pleasure it brings her to personally dish out such vile punishment on somebody so wicked, and there's even a few bonuses that comes with it.\n\n``Wow, I really can't smell a thing.'' ?????\n\nIt's true, besides the lingering smell that the previous user left behind, not a hint of Clarissa's own vile anal produce graces her twitching rabbit nose. She'd heard from friends who are interested in this kind of thing that proper human toilets can suck down even the farts of a Bovine without spilling a whiff. The fact that he'd managed to inhale all of what is considered a large fart for her, Clarissa can tell that a lot of effort is put into these so-called living toilets. And even though she can't smell a thing, the way he struggles under her while gagging loudly shows that it's the complete opposite for him, which is just what she wants.\n\n``Oh, are these the specs?''\n\nThat's when the Bunny's attention is captured by some more writing on the wall of the stall that's adjacent to what she'd read before. In the meantime, Patrick's struggles resume in the aftermath of the terrible fart.\n\n``GHUUURLGHTH~!''\n\nHis insides are thoroughly polluted, even more so than before. His chest feels hot and bubbly, inside of his expanded lungs stored a terrible quantity and concentration of organic methane churned in the bowels of an anthropomorphic lagomorph. The stench is driving him crazy, he can barely hold his eyes open while they twitch uncontrollably as he endures the mind-numbing stink. Of course, he can still breathe normally, his lungs have already returned to their normal size after exhaling through his mouth while his nostrils are still blocked by the Bunny's warm pooper. Unfortunately, no relief came with his exhaled breath, as a matter of fact the stench he experiences has only become more unbearable as the concentration of the fart seems to have increased the moment he breathed out!\n\nThis is but another magical effect of the living toilet system, an effect where the human's respiratory system is able to take in the user's horrible gas while retaining all it is that makes it stink so horribly in the first place! All of what he inhales is naught but the pure, vile product of the Bunny's bowels while what is exhausted from his mouth is almost entirely air without most of the rancid fecal particulate that now stays swirling in his lungs, throat and nasal passage until it's all naturally absorbed by his body! Such a function is an advanced one that even willing human toilets need to shell out big bucks to acquire, it's a function designed specifically for the maximum suffering of the subject, a guaranteed method of torture for someone in Patrick's position!\n\nPPPP-P-PPPPRRRRRPPPFFFFRRRRTTTTRRRRRRR~\n\n``GRUUUGHLTH!!''\n\n?'' ( ??? )\n\n``URRGHLTH! GUUULGH~!!''\n\nYet again Patrick is left choking, his belly full of churning manure tensing as he heaves and retches uncontrollably. No matter how he retches and chokes though, the stink doesn't fade, and now there's even more pollution in his system that threatens to drive him insane.\n\n``Huh, I guess that's the `Auto Inhalation and Filtering' function? Flatulence expelled directly in the nose or mouth will be automatically drawn and held in the body to be absorbed naturally or `flushed'. Active by default.''\n\n``HUUURGHKTH!''\n\nPatrick finds it hard to focus on anything else than the putrid stink and taste, however he forces himself to try and listen to what the Bunny is saying. Whatever she's reading now is definitely referring to him, and his supposed `functions' as a living toilet. Honestly, the human doubts such information will help him much at this point, however he at least wants to know what's going on with his own body, whether or not it will bring him any comfort is still to be determined.\n\n``Flush, with a command, all organic waste, urine, feces, flatulence etc. will be broken down and absorbed by the toilet's body to reset capacity. In the case the toilet's capacity is exceeded, the toilet will `Autoflush' to relieve capacity. Autoflush is enabled by default but can be temporarily disabled, however please be mindful of future users when disabling this function.''\n\nNow that tingling sensation in his lungs makes sense, and this information only makes Patrick feel more horrible. The human still thought that maybe some strange, high-tech contraption would come out of the floor like those bougie butt rests, something that would empty his body when it becomes filled with too much waste. The thought of vomiting a ridiculous amount of poop and piss is a horrifying one, however it's somehow a more appealing thought than his body actually digesting and absorbing all of that grotesque filth! It's clear now that the intention is for Anthros to just keep using him and filling him without the worry that his small human body will run out of room! The human doesn't even question how such a thing is possible at this point, he's already experienced enough literal magic in the short time he's spent as a human toilet!\n\n``Oooh, `Savor Mode'! That's perfect! Uhm... use of this mode is encouraged if you're particular about making the toilet suffer.''\n\n``URRLGH~?!''\n\nPatrick's body suddenly jolts as though he'd seen a ghost, he's naturally unable to read what the Bunny is reading, however just the phrase ``Savor Mode'' sends chills down his spine! The name may sound lame and dump however the blatant meaning is enough to make anybody panic! And unfortunately, the Bunny is all too eager to punish the human for the crimes that he never committed, her sweaty, smelly butt rubs aggressively on his face once more as she shuffles forward. Naturally there's no relief to be had from her anus no longer kissing his nostrils as the wrinkled pucker now comfortably settles over his open mouth!\n\nKKRRRR-K-K-KKRRRPPFFF~ BBBRRRTTKKKRR-P-P-PRR~\n\n``GUURLGHTH~!''\n\nThen comes a sound that he's already familiar with, together with an equally familiar sensation and a different yet similarly vile flavour! The bursts of gas that enter his mouth from the Bunny's erupting butt hole aren't as voluminous at what she dumped into his nostrils, however that didn't make the taste any less vile as the creamy, rancid flatulence directly bathes his piss-washed tongue! Patrick curses his inability to vomit for the umpteenth time as the nasty butt smog washes over his taste buds, aiding the previous farts in replacing the taste of piss on his tongue with something much more putrid. His nostrils are finally freed from her warm, sticky shit hole but the gas in his airways sticks around like rotten residue no matter how much he heaves into her butt. However, the worst part of the fart that he naturally swallows against his will is the extra shitty taste that can only mean one thing!\n\n``Rrhhngg~!'' ?( >?< )?\n\nKRKRSCH-K-KRLK~\n\n``Nghf, I don't know what poop tastes like but I know for sure it's gonna be terrible, sorry not sorry.''\n\n``GURRGH~! HURRLKTH!''\n\nThe sound, the crackling sound causes the human to experience traumatic flashback of events that occurred not even an hour ago! Patrick's heart races, pounding violently as he panics more with the sound growing louder. His body shivers and jerks in protest as he gags and retches loudly, however the human has no leeway of moment to even touch his own ass, much less to throw off the plump butt of the Bunny. Ultimately, all he can do is wait in increasing horror as the Bunny's butt hole twitches and winks in his mouth, small puffs of shitty, rotten gas battering his tongue as the sound of crackling grows closer. Until finally, her pooper slowly but surely blooms all the way atop his forced open mouth!\n\nSCHHLLRCHK-K~\n\n``Nnf~''\n\n``URLGHTH~?!''\n\nThe poor human's tongue quickly buckles under the weigh of a thick, almost fist-sized lump of hot scat! An overwhelming sensation of disgust spreads from his warped face and slithers all the way down his bound body from the texture of the feces, a surface still lumpy yet a bit smoother than that of the Cheetah's dung, yet as though to compensate, said surface is coated thinly yet evenly in a slimy, sticky gunk! And it's exactly this nasty, sticky gunk that gets smeared all over his freshly washed tongue as the whole stiff lump is squeezed out of the Bunny's rectum, and with it is brought a taste that causes him to miss the ``refreshing'' taste of piss that much more!\n\n``KRLTH~!''\n\n < )?\n\nSCHLKCHK~\n\nBefore he has a chance to take in the flavour, it's made clear that the bunny is far from done. As she grunt's cutely, more horrific stuff is expelled from her tensed ass. Patrick feels the weight of the thick scat lump on his tongue press down further as a second equally large, thick and putrid chunk of reeking bunny poop plops down on top of it! There's even a skin-crawling noise that fills his ears as the second lump slides against the first, their sticky surfaces smearing together as the second dung lump packs into an available space in his mouth. Of course, the space in Patrick's mouth is limited, that doesn't stop the two lumps squelching around and making room such that his jaws automatically open wider while his cheeks bulge and bloat. The second disgusting ball of steaming bunny butt fudge settles in comfortably just in time for a third to crown from the Bunny's gaping anus and join the rest!\n\nClarissa's tight pink pucker yawns as her tail shivers, her butthole barely has an opportunity to clench shut before more hot, sticky lumps of poop pry open her tender pink star. Patrick's mouth that had closed to fit her tight pucker is now forced to gape wider such that the third lump can squeeze inside. His cheeks bulge unevenly with feces soft enough to deform in shape yet stiff enough for each lump to push against the other. Shit is literally crammed into his mouth while his tongue becomes further buried under the growing fecal load. Even one of the steaming dung lumps would have struggled to fit inside a regular person's mouth, yet the struggling human is forced to take not one, not two, not three, but four as yet another one noisily squelches from the Bunny's gaping hole! Patrick's stuffed cheeks push out against the Bunny's plump ass cheeks as her weight upon his face forces the scat to be crammed in his mouth one way or the other. By the time the fourth dung ball is stuffed into his gaping maw, there's not even a small gap for air to whistle through the packing of putrid poop!\n\n?''\n\nSurprisingly, shitting into a human's mouth for the first time hadn't been an adverse experience for Clarissa at all despite what she'd been expecting, it came to her as naturally as pissing in his mouth and farting in his nose. As a matter of fact, it actually felt damn gratifying. It seems that no matter her personality, it's within an Anthro's nature to possess such undoubtedly strange kinks. Unfortunately, it's not within most humans' nature to be receptive such things.\n\n``URRRLFF! GGRLFFTH~!''\n\nThe sound of Patrick's retching is muffled by the thick packing of steaming feces in his mouth even before it gets muffled by the Bunny's plump butt still smothering his face. The feeling of his mouth being illogically filled, the sensation on the hot, slimy/sticky scat caking grinding into every part of his mouth while slightly squishing as his jaws unconsciously try to move, even the feeling of the Bunny's plump ass cheeks grinding into his own cheeks and causing the insides to rub against the sticky dung, all the sensations brought him nothing but indescribably nausea. But of course, what truly torments him and makes his body shiver and jerk is the unbearable stench and taste!\n\nPatrick didn't miss this taste at all, the taste of pure, fresh hot shit from an anthropomorphic beast's butt! Even having been force fed it only one time before, it's a taste that he's already familiar with and one that will forever haunt him in his nightmares. And the real kicker is the fact that he can actually taste the difference between the Bunny and Cheetah's poop! It makes sense, even if Anthro's are primarily omnivores, their species does tend to dictate the direction in which their diets lean. Patrick now has the unfortunate experience to be able to identify the richness of protein in the Cheetah's diet as compared to the Bunny. The taste in his mouth now can only be synonymous with rotted and fermented greens above all else, a type of food Patrick already didn't like before it had been processed in the bowels of a beast and literally shat into his mouth! The stench is naturally out of this world, and like the taste it tends to lean more towards a herbivorous quality like the rancid stench of cow dung! As for the potency of the stink, it's no less that that of the Cheetah's feces that's still churning violently in his belly as he's forced to smell and savour yet another batch of freshly shat dung!\n\nThe major difference between the two encounters though is that the Cheetah didn't have much time to torment him while the Bunny has ample amounts of it!\n\n ( ??? )\n\n``URLF!'' CHKSHCK~ ``GRGHLF~!!''\n\nPatrick wants to scream but his mouth is simply too full to do so, all he can do is squirm aggressively in the darkness of the Bunny's ass as his jaws begin to move on their own! At last the human found himself having to chew the disgusting scat against his will, and immediately the experience proved much more revolting that he'd dared to imagine! The exterior of the dung lumps is like sticky, chewy caramel, it clings stubbornly to his teeth that are already thoroughly stained in the rich green colour of the fetid waste. This sensation already makes his stomach wince but things get worse as his teeth reluctant dig deeper into the dung where the massive fist sized lumps deform like semi-soft, lumpy clay, giving way to a slightly softer interior halfway through. And a softer interior is far from the only thing contained inside the fetid crap balls!\n\nCHRSCHK~ ``UUURRRGH?!''\n\nHe hadn't even taken a full bite into the waste and already an even worse cascade of flavour bursts out into his crammed mouth like biting into a juicy peach! Patrick's teary eyes roll up while an intense retching is blocked by the pounds of steaming feces packed in his mouth, the bitterness barely increases in intensity however every other flavour seems to pour out anew, a disgusting sourness and fetid earthiness mixed with a putrid taste like raw peanuts fermented in a jar of manure! Flavors the human never though were possible causes his tongue to scream in agony as it becomes further encased and compacted, hiss unstoppably closing jaws mashing the fetid dung into a denser ball that his mouth still struggles to hold. The essence of the vile bunny poop flavour seems to seep all the way down his throat and into his nasal passage where the stench of bowel fresh shit seems to be amplified twofold!\n\n???)\n\nThe Bunny's words can only be seen as satire, the mere sounds that are making her skin crawl and her fur tingle can't even scratch the surface of what Patrick is experiencing. The human can hardly think straight, his body keeps jerking as he retches and gags, his mouth moving on its own and doing all the work while he suffers the consequences. It's like his mouth is overstuffed with a chewing gum composed of all the worst flavors known to man. Every chew explodes a putrid taste into his mouth as though to not let his tastebuds forget the flavour of raw bunny butt balls. But how could his tastebuds forget with his tongue literally encased in the steaming scat? His tongue even squirms around, as much as it could in the dense, lumpy muck, as to absorb all of the putrid taste. Clearly his body is taking the act of ``savouring'' literally, such that Patrick will probably remember this taste for the rest of his life even if this specific Bunny never used him again, which is highly unlikely!\n\nThe rest of the inside of his mouth isn't any better off, his lips have to close partially just to avoid the poop spilling out as just his heavily swollen cheeks struggle to contain the pounds of fetid waste as he chews vigorously. Poop gets crammed below his bottom and top lip even, no part spared from the disgusting waste. Even at this point the introduction of retched flavours haven't ceased, even with Anthros' stomach being more powerful that humans', it somehow doesn't stop hiss teeth from encountering scores of poorly digested food bits as he chews. The worst is naturally the couple corns that he can feel bursting against his chompers that causes his body to jerk extra hard each time! The stench of shit pours endlessly into his nasal passage, tormenting him harshly and constantly as the taste is worked deeper into his soiled tastebuds with each chew. With this ongoing experience, Patrick is forced to learn that he should never again underestimate just how disgusting his ``punishment'' can become!\n\nCHRK-K~ SCHK-CHK~\n\n``Hmm, let's see~'' ( o x o )\n\nAt this time, almost a minute into the human chewing with a disgusting noise, Clarissa works up the bravery to take a peek at his progress. The Bunny boldly leans onto one butt rest, raising the other leg up high such that her fat ass cheek stops hugging his face. It's times like this that she's actually thankful not to have a big fat cock and balls to get in the way, however pretty soon she comes to regret this decision.\n\nCHRCHK~ ``GUURGH~!!'' SCHK~ CHRCHK~\n\n``Hurgh, urgh?!'' ? (?D ?)( >?<)\n\nShe'd only gotten a glance but a glance was all she needed as she hurriedly dropped her leg back down! Even though his mouth was only halfway open, the image of that thick, nasty, dark green much being churned up in his mouth and webbing across his lips caused her to gag unintentionally, she couldn't even see his teeth buried in all the waste! However the sight of it was only part of the reason, that brief unsealing of his mouth had caused a stench to waft up into her nose that she couldn't believe! Rather, she can't believe that something so putrid had come out of her own butt! All of the regular Anthro-specific toilets she'd used until now had ways to neutralize the smell of her waste, it seems that Earth's foods that she enjoys so much comes back out much worse than she realized.\n\n``Ugh~!''\n\nThat being said, even though that brief sight and faint smell had almost made her nauseous, it kind of excited her at the same time. The thought of a weak, pathetic human trapped below her, consuming such vile waste produced by her own ass, the thought that her perky but is trapping it all in his mouth while he's forced to literally chew and savour it all, enduring a pure stench unthinkably worse than what she herself had just smelled. Clarissa's instincts as an Anthro is further awakened as the sound of the human's gagging and chewing on her waste starts to sound much more pleasant, pleasant to the point of tingling her groin. The Bunny decides to listen to it in silence while his undulating cheeks massages the inside of her crack while stuffed with her hot poop! Meanwhile, a clear, warm, slimy fluid begins o drip from her naked crotch.\n\nSQURLSHK~ CHRCHK~ ``GUUUURGH~!'' SCHRCK~ CHK~\n\nIt's been more than two minutes now and Patrick's jaws finally slow down. Unlike actual chewing gum, the flavour packed into the Bunny's feces seems infinite, the overall taste not diminishing at all even after churning in his mouth for so long. And no matter how much he chewed, the poop is still dense and lumpy like clay, the pitiful amount of saliva produced by his mouth unable to soften the great mass of waste much such that it now sits heavily in his mouth and swollen cheeks as a big steaming blob of slightly softer dung. However it seems that his body has judged the poop to be processed enough for the next step.\n\nSQULCHRCHK~ ``NNLLK~!''\n\nWhereas the Cheetah's bowels had done the majority of the work for him, this time Patrick has no choice but to swallow the waste on his own. A fresh wave of disgust fills his bound body as his cheeks squish down on the steamy poop, his tongue becomes more compressed in dung while his trembling and spasming throat opens up to allow the scat inside. A sizable chunk of broken of poop advances into his open gullet as he clenches his teary eyes shut, it's hot, lumpy surface slides and squelches in, smearing more sticky/slimy much wherever it passes as it somehow fits in his gullet, making his neck bulge. A truly disgusting sound emanates from Patrick's own throat as the thick mass of masticated feces squelches down his neck, his facial muscled twitch and spasm in the Bunny's stuffy, sweaty crack while his gagging becomes blocked by physical shit. The sensation of it sliding down if psychologically more unpleasant than having it shat directly down his throat, Patrick is forced to vividly feel the mass of dung sliding down his throat, oesophagus, and then finally being welcomed into his stomach that had only shrunken slightly since the Bunny had violated hiss insides with her piss.\n\nSQULK-CHK~ ``GNK~!'' GLCKP~\n\nOf course, the human's suffering is far from over, before the first big lump of poop settles in his stomach, a second large lump bulges his neck and slides stickily down his throat. His tongue is forced to squirm through the fetid mass, working together with his cheeks to form the dung such that he can accept big chunks that get swallowed down his gullet. Each swallow barely causes the large mass of feces in his mouth to shrink, shit sauce is formed as his mouth continues to salivate despite him currently consuming the worst thing a human could ever hope to consume. This at least allows the swallowed chunks of lumpy shit to slide down his gullet a little bit faster.\n\nClarissa perched on the human's face can feel his cheeks gradually shrinking as they press against those of her butt, her big, floppy bunny ears pick up the distinct sound of her waste churning in his mouth and sliding messily down his throat. These sounds that would have disgusted her only an hour ago now cause her pussy to drip with excitement, said slimy excitement dripping down the human's neck and naked chest while he's much too occupied to even notice her arousal. Clarissa feel's more excited the more of her poop that gets swallowed into his belly, it certainly is a lot. Of course, as large as the load had been, there's a finite amount of scat and it all get's swallowed eventually, through a long and terribly torturous process for the human.\n\n``UURRGH~! GUUUURGH~!'' SLCKCHK~\n\nEven gagging causes a nasty sound from the thick coating of shit that's been reapplied to Patrick's mouth and throat. Even thicker than the physical poop is the mind-numbing stink and the taste that he wish would just melt his tongue, the tasting appendage coated just as thickly in feces as his throat is. Patrick's belly is notably more swollen than when the Bunny had pissed down his throat, and just the though of piss actually causes the discombobulated human to miss the rancid urine taste that's a hundred times better than what's currently in his mouth. Unfortunately for the human, the Bunny is momentarily out of the sparkling golden nectar.\n\n``Mnnff, here comes a second helping~!'' ?( >?< )? \n\nPPFPFFRRRT~ KRLK-K-KLK~\n\n``Uurrnnffnn~''\n\nBy this point Patrick is too mentally exhausted to even react as the tensing of Bunny cheeks smothers his face and the dreaded crackling fills his ears again. He’d already been expecting it, the human already learned once not to underestimate the depths of an Anthro’s bowels, of course the Bunny would have more to offer, much, much more.\n\nSCHRLK-K~ KRLK~ SCHRLK~\n\nThat’s not to say that he doesn’t retch with the intent to puke as a fresh hot load begins to stuff into his mouth again. Without a chance to get any of the shit off his tongue, a nice, thick, heavy mass of fresh feces plops down in his mouth in the same way as before. This first big dung ball is naturally followed by a second and a third as the Bunny flexes her bowls and births hell from her deceptively cute, pink pucker. A fourth fist-sized lump of dunk fills the remainder of the space in Patrick’s gaping and swollen mouth once more before she stops, leaving the human’s endless retching and gagging once again buried under pounds of her putrid feces.\n\n“Phew, don’t underestimate me just cuz I’m small, I’ve still got plenty more to give~♥” （^︶^）\nCHRCHK~ “GUUUURGH~!” SCHRCK~ CHRCHK~\n\nThe only response Patrick can give to the Bunny’s enthusiasm is to begin chewing more of her steaming waste. Just because he’d experience chewing it once didn’t mean that the following experience was more bearable, his jaws moved at a vexingly consistent pace, mashing up the poop for the same length of time despite this second hot batch being noticeably softer and easier to chew. His tongue was again given ample time to soak up the putrid flavours that his teeth drew out from deep within the waste while his poor nose was constantly on the verge of rotting from the disgusting stench of scat. The human chewed and chewed, an unbearable process ass though to memorize the taste with his whole brain before he was finally allowed to swallow. That itself proved a task no less labour-intensive and frightening than the first time. Patrick most definitely would not have had the willpower to consume the vile waste by himself without his body operating on its own, no matter what punishment would have been in store for his incompliance. It all still ended up inside him all the same though, countless lumpy lumps of sticky/slimy down squeezing down his bulging neck until there was only residue left in his stinking mouth and yet another ``mouthful'' of Bunny shit in his swollen stomach.\n\nPPFRRRT~ KRLK-K-KLK~ PPFT~ SKRKLK~\n\n ( *? ? *? )?\n\nWhat naturally followed was yet more batches of Bunny poop. The Bunny seemed actually determined to test the limits of his bulging belly, as soon as he'd swallow one mouthful of poop, she'd dump a fresh hot batch in his mouth without even waiting for his stomach to naturally digest the waste crammed inside. She only ever waited for him to thoroughly chew and savour her many disgusting, steaming scat loads. Ever mouthful consisted of no less than four fully fist-sized lumps of poop, there's a possibility that his mouth could actually hold more, however Clarissa wanted to stuff his mouth and have him savour many separate batches at he same time. And that's exactly what Patrick did, a third batch was eventually followed by a fourth, and then a fifth.\n\n( ?* ? *? )\n\nClarissa is clearly disappointed as she's given the human toilet all that her bowels have to offer to the point she feels light as a feather, yet his belly still seems full and only more swollen than before. The Bunny raises a foot and gently taps her big toe beans on his distended stomach, before quickly moving her foot away from the disgusting feedback of the was stuffed inside that sends chills up her leg.\n\n``Well, hat might actually be better.''\n\nSCHLLP~ ``Uuuurrrllgghth~''\n\nFinally, in what feels like forever, the Bunny gets off Patrick's face. The human sees light yet again, his face covered in piss and now funky ass sweat on top of it. His mouth is open to what seems to be the default size now that it's actually ``empty'' save for all the thick smear and left over chunks of putrid dark green shit all over the inside, making his mouth yet again unrecognizable from a regular human's. And of course, the stench emanating from his soiled face can in no way compared to the reeking steam wafting from his mouth as a milky green vapour that can melt paint off the wall of a regular room! Cheetah piss, Bunny piss, Cheetah poop, Bunny poop, all of these flavours and scents combine to produce a horrific result saturating his senses and leaking from his gaping more like some kind of toxic chemical vapour, and maybe it's even worse than that.\n\n``I'm so glad I don't have to smell that.'' (>/??<)\n\nClarissa means this genuinely as she completely blocks the stench from her sense of smell. At the same time, the thought that the human has to endure it in its purest form, as well as the taste, brings her a satisfaction she's never felt before. There's still a bit of precum dripping down her inner thigh as she wipes her ass with the provided wipes, though it's not as much as what's staining the human's neck and chest.\n\n``Urrlghth, guuurghlth~!''\n\n``Maybe in another life, you'll try to be a better person huh?''\n\nThe Bunny's kind personality has flipped to be vindictive as she addresses the abused human toilet. The same can be said about her actions as well.\n\nSLCH~\n\n``Ullff?!''\n\n``Haha, one last present before I go~?'' (? ? ?)\n\nWhat a wicked thing to do, to take the soiled side of a used wet wipe and shove it up one of the human's nostrils! Patrick's body shivers at the beyond disgusting sensation of the shit coated wipe squelching into his nostrils, tears flow more heavily from his eyes at the beyond harsh treatment that actually worse the stench of shit in his nose! Clarissa naturally has no idea that she's badly tormenting a completely innocent man, the Bunny simply enjoys this last bit of satisfaction while pulling her panties and leggings back up. Of course, there exists the option to flush the human toilet who's body is incomparably full of waste from two different Anthros, however Clarissa naturally thinks it a mercy that's way more than he deserves.\n\n??L?``I always wondered what people found so great about using a human toilet, now I don't think I can keep using a regular toilet. Good thing you're in the perfect place for me to keep using you after my morning runs~?''\n\nJust like that, it's made clear that Patrick is now two for two on regular users, his heart would sink if it hadn't long dropped as low as it could go.\n\n``See you tomorrow~!'' ?( ^?^ )?\n\nJust like the Cheetah before her, the Bunny leaves the singular stall soon after doing her business. Her mood is unusually chipper and there's even a skip in her step, one would never guess the horrible atrocities the fuzzy creature had just inflicted on this poor, helpless human.\n\n``Uuuulllgghhth~''\n\nHis next user would certainly be in for a surprize though, the Bunny having left Patrick in an even worse state with a belly further swollen with fetid waste and even a shitty tissue stuffed up his nostril.\n\nAs he rests there with his belly touching his thighs, the unbearable stench and taste of shit in his nose and mouth, Patrick can only await whoever will be the next Anthro to use him. After all, even if he can no longer tell the time in the outside world, the Bunny's words mean that it's not even midday yet.\n\nHopefully the next person to use him would be so cruel and leave him in such a terrible state, at this point, that is literally all the poor human toilet can ask for.\n\nTo be continued...\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "CONTENT WARNING:

This series focuses primarily on hardcore GROSS FETISH themes centred around long term TOILET SLAVERY.

Disclaimer: I don't know jack shit about the judicial system, assume that the events that take place in this chapter aren't reflective of real life procedures.

THE NEW TOILET IN TOWN

Chapter 1 - A Conviction Unbecoming.

Commissioned by Jumalanpoika

``Fugh man, it's the same every damn time.''

The slam of a car door echoes in the deep night that's about to give way to a new day. The man that had gotten into the car fiddles in his pockets to find his keys. It's clear by the way he's slurring his words that he's in no condition to drive, however he has not a friend nearby to take away his keys and none of the strangers from the bar he just walked out of care enough to be concerned about his drunken state. And as far as Patrick is concerned, such is the better outcome, he'd really not like to deal with one of ``them'' right now.

``What's a regular little human like me sup-huc, supposed to do, huh?''

Complaints continue spilling out as he starts up his car, proceeding which, he manages to make it safely out of the carpark without hitting any of the other vehicles. Patrick thinks that his complaints are justified, he'd be complaining even if he wasn't drunk, and he's sure that there are some others out there that feel the same way as him. Life as a human was already difficult enough before ``they'' came, anthropomorphic beasts that many lunatics today view as being better than humans in every way. Well, even if people like Patrick hate to admit it, there's plenty of solid proof to those claims. Anthros could do things that humans simply couldn't and would never be able to without the help of heavy machinery and advanced technology, there's also things that are simply impossible for humans to mimic.

This made Anthros much more desirable assets than humans no matter the field, and when coupled with the increased population as a result of their presence on Earth, average people like Patrick now have a much harder time sticking out. Of course, it isn't like Anthros have completely displaced humans from their positions and roles. For instance, while the job market has indeed taken a hit, there also now exists more unconventional jobs that didn't exist on Earth before the Anthros came, which served to balance things out in the end. Examples of similar changes can be seen in many if not most facets of life on Earth, in fact the truth is that life on Earth is even better now with Anthros present. Be that as it may, there is still some valid concerns about how the integration has negatively affected certain aspects of human life, and one of those negative impacts is the exact reason for Patrick's current state.

``Damn women nowadays only care about size!''

The young man yelled as he raced down the street, however his grievances aren't completely unjustified. He'd been looking forward to this date for so long, the girl he'd been talking to can be considered a genuine baddie whom he'd already fantasized about a life together with. Today was supposed to be their first date, however, in the end Patrick had been stood up. At first, he didn't think much of it and thought that something had come up, however checking the girl's social media earlier had revealed the real reason he'd been stood up. The image is still burned into his mind even now, the girl he'd been chatting up like a giddy high school crush, posed with her grinning face pressed up to the crotch of an unknown female Zebra.

Of course, it being social media, they were both clothed in the picture, however no amount of underwear could conceal what the human girl had her faced pressed up to in a suggestive manner; a great big bulge the size of her own head! More than half of all female Anthros are hermaphroditic, meaning that even the women are likely to sport massive packages befitting of their beastly nature and size. Given the innate perverseness of humans and the much greater perverseness of Anthros, it's easy to see why human women in today's society generally chase after the exotic beasts while abandoning their human counterparts to the roadside. They say that size doesn't matter, however it's hard to justify that claim when even most straight human women pair up with female Anthros that have bigger dicks than the men of their own species will ever have. Of course, the exact same goes for human men's interests. Even disregarding the lady Anthros with strictly female parts, Patrick has personally witnessed guys that would've given a limb to prove their straightness in the past now submitting to the buxom beasts with schlongs as long as their own arms.

``Dicks, dicks, dicks, the world just revolves around dicks now?''

Maybe that isn't entirely the case. It's easy to say that humans are attracted to Anthros because most of them are packing, however there are other factors at play. Society gradually changed to accommodate the nature of Anthros that are much more indulgent in proclivities that even a lot of people today find extremely abnormal, and Patrick is one of said people. As a bit of a pessimist with an innate jealousy and bias towards his Anthro brethren, Patrick is one of the select few that don't like Anthros as much as the average person. Multiple experiences like what occurred tonight have warped his thinking to resemble that of a bitter old man despite being in his early twenties. He sees them everywhere, taking up space, seizing opportunities, taking all of the best women and leaving guys like him to stay lonely or get with the program.

In all honestly, it'd be easy for him to get with an Anthro himself. The Beasts are known to have super low standards for potential mates, and for the ones with dicks, pretty much their only standard is someone that can take a good rutting. Patrick would be a liar if he said that he hadn't thought about it a few times, however the man is so jaded at this point that his pride refuses to let him settle for the easy route. At this point he was determined to snag a human partner on his own to prove that he has what it takes.

It's just too bad that tonight was his very last opportunity to accomplish such a thing.

The trigger was a girl, just a random Anthro girl walking along the pavement that he was about to pass by while drunkenly driving in his car. The reason he paid attention to this particular girl is probably because she's an Equine similar to the one that took his girl before she even became his girl. And because he paid attention to her, she was right in his line of sight when the most random of breezes went past with exquisite timing.

``Aaahhh~!''

``Holy fuck.''

She just had to be wearing a skirt, said skirt flew up high in the breeze, causing Patrick's eyes to pop open as they became filled with the sight of her almost bare ass in nothing but a thong! Patrick had always been an ass man, if there was one thing he'd always been wary of that might have broken his pride and conviction, it'd definitely be the ass of a horse girl. And what a magnificent ass it is, all of his complaints and ramblings disappeared from his head for a moment as he ogled at her butt while the world seemed to slow down. Of course, the world didn't actually slow down, however the car that he was driving did slow down on account of his foot reflexively coming off of the gas in his moment of drunken distraction. And it was perhaps because of this that the following outcome was in no way as bad as it could have been.

BANG!

``FGUGHK-!!''

A great reverberation rushing through the body of his car was followed by a sensation of being punched in the chest by six dudes at once! Patrick momentarily blacked out and quickly returned to his senses to see the car he'd hit in front of him bounding away with the back dented in. And hugging his chest tightly is the seatbelt he'd somehow remembered to put on even while drunk. The seatbelt had worked together with the deployed airbag to save him from a major injury, or maybe even worse.

``D-dammit~''

The senses he'd momentarily regained began to quickly slip away with his fading consciousness. In his last moment before he passed out, the young man muttered a complaint while thinking about how he'd somehow managed to get fucked over by two Anthros in one night.

***

``So, you're saying that was reason enough for you to pull the trigger?''

``I wouldn't expect you to understand a man's cause.''

How inconceivable.

Judge Linda had seen many a case in her life however it's very rarely that she would find herself this speechless. Even his lawyer seems to be at his wit's end as the man on trial, Patrick O'Hare recounts his actions like retelling a trip to the grocery store. It was a terrible case, a man randomly opening fire on a construction site specifically aiming at the Anthros that worked there. Everything about the act was foolish, in the first place, most Anthros are invulnerable to the regular bullets that a person like him could get their hands on. In the end, he only managed to take the life of two of the human construction workers that were caught in the crossfire before being subdued by the very Anthros that had been his main target. And here he is now boldly confessing to his horrible crimes like he'd done something noble.

``Your honour, my client isn't in his right state of mind, I'd like some time to discuss with him so that maybe we can find the reasoning for-.''

The lawyer tried to keep things under control, however his client was as uncooperative as though he held a grudge against his own legal representation.

``Nah, furry bastards deserved it, they're not supposed to be here. I heard they were bulletproof so I had to check for myself. Let's hope the next guy after me will have a better chance of takin' em out.''

The lawyer slaps down the pages in his hand, clearly he's given up. In the meantime, the rest of those present are aghast at O'Hare's ``reasoning''. There is none, he's simply a fanatical extremist with a hatred for Anthromorphs, there was no retribution, no revenge, just a man with a few screws loose. He didn't seem remorseful in the slightest bit, he even seemed proud, he didn't care that the actual victims of his crime turned out to be humans instead of the Anthros that he detests so much.

``I think I've heard all I needed to hear.''

``Well, that's a damn shame, I could cuss out those freaks for hours.''

Judge Linda seethed inside looking at the mocking mannerisms of the man. At this point, the verdict for him was already set in stone, life imprisonment.

***

THWWRR-THRR-THFWWRT~

``Ugh, fuck.''

Patrick grunted as he was escorted into the waiting area of the courthouse. His hangover was already a bother but some guy just had to be rudely whistling as he walked by. Patrick wondered how someone could seem so carefree while being roughly escorted away by two scarily large Anthros. Whoever that guy is, he must have done something really terrible, not that it matters to Patrick though. The guy whistling was soon taken out of the courthouse and peace returned at last to the young man.

``Ahh man, this sucks.''

Patrick complained gruffly with a pounding head as the officer that had been escorting him let him sit down. His headache was only made worse when he thought of what a shitty situation he'd found himself in. His night already sucked and now first thing in the morning, he's about to be charged for drunk driving and crashing his car into another vehicle. His car was left in a terrible shape and now he'd have to pay for both his and someone else's.

``This day can't possibly get any worse.''

***

``Haaah, what's the next case?''

Judge Linda sighs to herself while pinching her temple with her fingers. She just can't get that case out of her mind, she already knew that hardcore anti-anthro extremists exist. There's even been other cases that she knows about, however the things that happened in her court this time, talking to that vermin of a man with no sense of human morals, she still feels a bit sick even now. It's even worse for her as someone on the other side of the spectrum, someone who advocates strongly for the co-existence of Anthros and humans. Although there were no actual Anthro victims this time, two people still ended up dying for something so ridiculous. And just as she was thinking to get to the other case as a palate cleanser,

``The next person is Patrick O'Hare.''

``What? I just dealt with that guy!''

Why did his name come up again?! It's like he's taunting her without even being in the room, Judge Linda unconsciously yelled out at the new hire that had brough her the case files.

``Uhm, I-I'm sorry.''

``No, it's not, just, ugh, just tell them again to... no, wait.''

Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, maybe this is actually an opportunity? Linda as a judge is meant to be impartial and strict with her judgements, however the human part of her is still unsatisfied with how the case was handled. Sure, life imprisonment is a sever sentence, however it just didn't seem like enough considering the criminal's attitude that was like he'd earned himself a vacation for doing something so horrible. She needs to do something to make him truly regret his actions, that's what the human side of her that believes in retribution is telling her. And this time, Linda decided to bend the rules a bit and go with what her gut tells her.

``Give me those.''

``Yes.''

She takes the files from the employee and begins to write up a different sentence for ``Mr. O'Hare'', one that she believes to be more fitting for scum like him.

``Since you hate Anthros so much, I hope you enjoy serving them for the rest of your life.''

``M-Ma'am?''

The new employee feels slightly uncomfortable as he stands there in the Judge's office, watching her write down a truly heinous sentence with the greatest of vitriol. Judge Linda's heart may have been in the right place, however in her hastiness, her emotional response will end up confining an innocent man to horrors she can't possibly imagine herself.

***

``Patrick O'Hare?''

``Ugh, yeah, that's me.''

Patrick groans with his receding headache flaring up again as he stands to the call of his name. The one who called him is an absolute unit of a Rhinoceros that looks ever intimidating in her officer uniform.

``You seem to be taking things pretty easily for such a terrible criminal.''

``Huh?''

Terrible criminal? All he did was get into a small accident with his car after drinking a few beers. Well, that definitely is a terrible crime, especially considering that he could have gotten someone killed, however the only one hurt in this instance was him so he didn't really see the reasoning for such an attitude.

``So, you really hate Anthros huh? What do you think of me then?''

``Uh, ex-excuse me?''

The human is forced to shrink down as the large Rhino lady steps right up to him and looks down on him with palpable intimidation! Anyone would be frightened in such a situation, and Patrick is no different, he can't even find the words to speak. But what did she mean by hating Anthros? He didn't hate Anthros, he didn't like them like most people did, however hate is a bit of a strong word. If there was any that he actually hated, it'd probably be the one that cucked him of his date last night. But that's at least justifiable, right?

``Heh, nothing to say now huh? I heard you were pretty mouthy back in the courtroom though?''

The Rhino grins in his face while Patrick is completely confused about the whole situation. Was his hangover so bad that he completely forgot going through his own trial? Surely not, there had to be some kind of mistake! However, before the young human could voice his confusion, the words became stuck in his throat at the feel of the Rhino's big, heavy hand firmly grasping his shoulder!

``Let's go, you'll have plenty of time to think about what you've done where you're going.''

Patrick, still mute in confusion and fright, was roughly led away by the Anthro officer. Resistance was obviously futile, her physique was enough that she could probably wrangle multiple of even the most viscous and jacked human criminals. However more than the fright, it was her words that bothered him. Were they actually going to lock him up for drunk driving?! He didn't even get a trial!

Naturally Patrick was completely unaware of the trial that had taken place for a man that shares his exact name. He's also unaware at this time that that man had been given a punishment deserving of his horrible crime while he, by a simple mistake, will be given a completely different punishment that is far disproportionate to the crime he's committed, one that in many ways is far, far worse. The only similarity between the two men is that both will be sentenced for life.

***

``Urrrlghth~''

Patrick had a pretty terrible dream, it started with an awful incident where he ended up crashing his car. What an awful thing that was, thankfully he didn't die and wasn't hurt too bad, he would've probably woken up at that point under normal circumstances. However, the dream got even stranger following that. He was arrested and taken to court, but didn't even get a trial, instead his sentence seemed to be predetermined. Maybe it's because car accidents are so common so the sentencing gets automatically applied? But then what was the deal with all the stuff that happened afterwards? It seemed so blurry, but he's sure he was taken to some strange place full of Anthros and coerced into signing some kind of glowing piece of paper, the moment he'd done that, everything suddenly went fuzzy before he immediately blacked out.

What a dream, perhaps it was some higher power telling him to stop drinking his troubles away. As he slowly woke up, Patrick made the umpteenth conviction to stop drinking once and for all, not knowing that he'd lost the chance to break such a promise altogether.

``Llnnf, fhlf?''

(Did I really drink myself stupid?)

Patrick has this thought as there seems to be something wrong with his mouth, it feels like something is in his mouth and causing great resistance when he tries to close it. He tries to feel his jaw to see if something is stuck to his face, however his arms seem to be locked in a weird position and unable to move! A bit of panic instantly sets in as the first thought he has is that he'd managed to hurt himself badly in a drunken stupor! However, far from any feeling of pain or discomfort, the feedback he feels from his body is like it's in better shape than it'd ever been?! Patrick finally stops stalling and opens his eyes to find out what kind of strange situation he's in!

``Ahfrfmsthff?''

(A bathroom stall?)

This is the first thought that pops into his head as the slight scent of refreshing cleaning product fills his nose while surrounding him on all sides in his periphery are bare walls painted a slightly pinkish cream colour. What fills his head next though is a much greater sense of panic as in the process of darting his gaping eyes around, he realizes that he can't move his head at all! As a matter of fact, his whole body seems to be immobilized! A dooming thought comes into Patrick's head that he'd probably wandered into a random bathroom stall while drunk, fallen and hit his head on the toilet or something and had been paralyzed. However, he can still feel every bit of his body, in fact it feels like he can feel the state of his own body better than before, as though his physical senses have been slightly enhanced. His arms are tied behind his back, he has no idea how long they've been that way but surprisingly he feels no fatigue or strain on his joints at all. His legs are folded in a kneeling position and likewise tied together, however despite feeling the hard tile floor against his knees, there seems to be no pain or bruising. It's like all of that drinking had somehow turned him into some kind of superhuman, however the fact that he can't do much but wiggle his fingers and toes and move his face suggests that he?s been captured by some supervillain!

``HHHHLLFFFF!! HHLLLFF~!!''

Enough with the dumb analogies though, the fact of the matter is that he's certainly been kidnapped and bound up at the very least! And whoever had captured him had some sick interests because he can feel some kind of tough, rubbery material conforming to his back side while his front portion is completely bear with his dick and balls hanging out! Patrick did the only thing he felt like he could do in this situation, yell and scream for help! However, his yelling came out ineligible and muffled as a result of whatever it is that's trying to keep his mouth open. The next thing he does is try to break free. As mentioned already, his body seems refreshed and energized, even some of the minor lingering ailments he'd felt as an aging human seems to have disappeared altogether. He can strangely feel that he's now stronger than any normal human.

``HLGF! LGFH~!''

Unfortunately, his bondage seems to be made with this new strength in mind, no matter how much strength he forces into his limbs, the leathery wrapping around his arms and legs don't budge a bit, he seems completely stuck in this strange kneeling position with his head tilted up. The human tried for a while, unresolved to give up, however he was forced to eventually, which left him wallowing in fear and panic as he resumed looking around him to get a better sense of his situation. It looks like he really is in a bathroom stall, the walls around him look clean and pristine with not a bit of decoration. Now that he's focussed though, there seems to be something etched into the door of the stall. Unfortunately, even in the well-lit space, the stall is so unusually big that he can't quite make out the fine writing on the door as it's too far away from his upturned face.

Left with nothing else to keep him distracted, Patrick becomes absorbed in his own thoughts as he tries to calm himself down. And after a small while, he realizes something chilling. Why would he even be bound up and trapped in a bathroom stall? And his positioning, he seems to be placed near the back of the stall where a toilet would usually sit, but there seems to be no toilet? He doesn't feel the presence of one near him, a toilet stall without a toilet, instead it's just him knelt down with his mouth being forced open while his head is kept tilting upwards... no way right? No, there's definitely no way it's that, that kind of thing is certainly impossible! Certainly, this is something that's become more common in the world where sick and perverted Anthros now roam around humans, however Patrick knew such things to happen only to those who are hardcore into such thing or... terrible criminals...

So then, the dream that he had... it wasn't a dream after all?

BANG

``HLF?!''

A frightful thought was followed by a frightful sound as the door to the stall was suddenly slammed open! The startled Patrick swivels his eyes to look at the figure that had just entered. A figure naturally larger than a human's, it doesn't take a second glance to recognize them as an Anthros. Vibrant yellowish tan and creamy white fur like a horizon sunset over a snowy field. Mottled, deep brown spots scattered across their fur like blemishes that only accentuated the exotic nature of their beastly beauty. Even Patrick is forced to admit how nicely a properly taken care of coat of fur fits an Anthro's regal form, and of course their form comes with even more accessories. The human could hear the way the claws on their bare feet scraped along the hard tile floor when they entered, similar claws line the prominent fingers of the large paws in place of their hands. That natural hourglass figure that Anthros have as though mocking the many humans that worked themselves to death for such a figure. Such a figure as hers that's on the slimmer side is greatly emphasized by the well-fitting businesswoman's attire hugging her great frame. And it's all completed by a rather long tail of the same tan and spotted pattern as the rest of her exposed body. And her face, her features so piercing as one would expect of a wild cat. A Cheetah Anthro with crisp, caramel gold irises flanking either side above her prominent yet still adorable nose with an ebony tip. Her fluffy ears sprouting from ahead of short and neatly cut amber hair.

Though Patrick would rather not admit it, the anthropomorphic beasts were real lookers if anything. Even he was momentarily mesmerized by the up-close presence of the tall wild cat, enough to forget the direness of his situation for a split second. And as though to remind him of this,

``A human toilet huh?''

``?!''

Patrick jumps as he hears the words spoken so casually from her mouth! It was a set of words that had been vaguely present in his mind that he'd tried his hardest to deny after taking stock of his situation, however, with the unknown Cheetah now saying it out loud, he has no choice but to accept things for what they are! A human toilet, he still can't believe it! The human knew of many of his own kind that possessed such an inhumane kink, and ever since Anthros' integration into society, the expression of such kinks had been taken to heights never seen before! People openly told stories of the kinds of things that happened behind closed doors these days, stories that often made Patrick sick to his stomach. There was even a time that he himself had wandered into a bathroom stall in a town he'd never been to before, only to be left throwing up at the horrific sight that he came upon! Some random guy that'd been indulging in a twisted act that was unthinkable for normal people like him. How could anybody be into something so sick?! Just the memory of it is filling his body with nausea at this very moment, however, strangely enough, it feels like he can no longer throw up even if he wants to! And together with the unsatisfied nausea is an even greater fear, the fear that came with the realization that he'd somehow ended up in such a horrible position himself!

``HLLFF~! FFHHLLF~!!''

There was definitely some kind of mistake, he had no idea how he'd ended up here but something had definitely gone horribly wrong. He didn't even like Anthros like that, much less did he have an interest in such a disgusting fetish, he would never agree to something like this in a million years! Someone had definitely set him up or something, whatever the case, he needed to get out of this before something truly horrible happens! So, the distressed human screamed for help, or at least he tried to, what came out of his mouth was garbled words hindered by the unknown device trying to keep his mouth open for unspeakable purposes that he's now aware of! At least with this Cheetah here now, she should at least realise that something is wrong from his behaviour and get him some help-!

``Agh fuck! Can you quit screaming?!''

``HL-.........?!''

However, whereas Patrick thought this was his moment of salvation, something really scary happened instead! The words of annoyance from the Cheetah are followed by an eery and unnatural silence as the voice blaring from his own hindered mouth is suddenly halted like a TV that had been muted! His eyes widens further and shivers as his mouth struggles to open and close, changing shape still as though he's yelling but no matter what he does, the vibrations of his vocal cords produce no sound as if he's suddenly gone deaf!

``Nice, this one comes with the latest functions, fuck, I'm so late!''

``--!!''

Patrick is frightened, well and truly frightened like he's been suddenly dropped into a nightmare from which he can't escape. The Cheetah's annoyed voice as she cursed while scrunching at her watch confirmed that he hadn't gone deaf, however that didn't make him feel better at all because it made him realise that the problem really is his voice, it'd been sealed! As someone living in the current world, Patrick knew that Anthros possess magical abilities that never existed before on Earth, they themselves are magical creatures that can't be explained by normal silence. In fact, they champion a whole new field of magical science that can make the impossible possible, and one such science that the human is aware of is the ability to alter the physical nature of simpler beings such as himself. His feelings of renewed health, strength and endurance like he'd never experienced before now, clearly his body had been put through changes that he'd never consented to. However, by far the scariest thing of all is the fact that this renewed body of his seemingly no longer listens to him, but rather obeys the command of whoever it is that plans to use him, such as this annoyed and agitated Cheetah woman that's currently stripping her lower garments in a hurry!

There are way too many factors causing Patrick great panic and distress at this moment, and more keeps getting added as the Cheetah hurriedly whips out the thing that had been hiding within the very noticeable bulge in her tight skirt! A pair of big, plump, fair orbs combined together in a full, smooth sack that's altogether larger than his own head, sitting upon this portulent sack, a meaty snake packed tightly into a skin of the same creamy white colour, save for the vibrant pink poking through the opening at the tip. Even when flaccid, the Cheetah's cock is larger than any Patrick had ever seen in real life or even imagined in his head, and her fat balls aren't too lacking either! What absolute rotten luck, even if they represented more than half of the Anthro population, for Patrick to be faced with a hermaphrodite right off the bat! However, this is far from the end of the completely normal human's terrible luck, for as soon as she whips out the set of genitals that make his own look like toys, the meaty log of the set is held such that the tip points straight at his panicked face!

``--!!!''

On reflex he tries to scream again, praying that this isn't actually about to happen, that it really is all just a bad dream that he'll be shocked away from soon enough! However, not only does his mouth still not make a sound, but as though sensing the intentions of his ``user'', his mouth begins to open up wide against his own will! What had only been a bit of resistance making it hard for him to properly control his own jaws soon turns into an unchallenged force where the device in his mouth widens together with his gaping mouth! And as though he hadn't experienced enough scary things already, Patrick very soon find his own mouth opening much wider than humanely possible! By whatever magic, the ring holding his mouth open just keeps opening up into a bigger and bigger ring, and without any sounds of creaking, cracking or even any discomfort, Patrick's formerly normal mouth gradually gapes to a size where he can very possibly fit both of his fists inside by the time it finally stops! The human grieves and laments inside for the freaky thing his body had become, however it's still too early for him to grieve as the bad part only comes now.

``Mnnnff~''

SSSHHHRRR~

``!!''

A relieved grunt was heard from the Cheetah, a sound that's quickly drowned out by a sound of spraying and rushing liquid as Patrick's vision is suddenly filled with yellow. Not the bright, milky yellow of the Cheetah's spotted fur, but rather a rich, clear, watery yellow. It comes towards him so fast, yet for a moment it seems like it's moving in slow motion. His sheer disbelief of what's going to happen to him causes the human's distressed thoughts to move faster than the thick stream pelting itself in his direction. He wants to get out of the way, he wants to break free and run away. What did he do to deserve such a thing? Crashing his car while driving drunk? No, that's wrong, his own car had come out even more damaged than that of the person he'd hit. There had to be a mistake somewhere, there had to be! However, no matter how wronged the human feels, he no longer even has the ability to plead his case, his silent mouth now opened against his will as he kneels in place, feeling like a prisoner of his own body that will soon be put through unspeakable things. And no matter how quickly his thoughts zip by in this moment, his perception is eventually caught up to by the steaming stream of yellow liquid gushing from the head of the Cheetah's penis.

SSHHHHHHRR-LPLPP-P-PRP-PLRP~

``Ureelghf~?!''

For the first time in what felt like forever, some sound finally came out of Patrick's mouth, a very loud gag in response to the hot liquid that lands squarely and heavily inside his open mouth! The human has no leeway to care how he's suddenly found the ability to make sound again, his mind is simply enraptured by the fact that his mouth is currently being pissed in! His accelerated thinking is completely left in the dust as his tongue is bathed first as though the Cheetah had aimed for it specifically, though, it wouldn't have been hard, considering how thick and plentiful the stream shooting from her cock is! The heat instantly washes Patrick's tongue, followed by the rest of the inside of his widely gaping mouth as a great wave of steaming, yellow swill bathes over every tooth and soaks every inch of his gums!

Someone is peeing in his mouth! His mouth is being peed into! Someone is taking a HOT PISS right inside his mouth! Patrick is in sheer disbelief and shock even as the inside of his mouth rapidly fills, the thick, heavy drops of the great stream harshly beating against his tongue even as it became submerge in the steamy liquid. A sound soon comes from his own mouth like someone releasing right into the water filled centre of a toilet bowl without caring about the noise. The initial shock of pee falling into his mouth is already great, however things naturally escalate horribly as his shocked mind finally accepts the taste filling his mouth!

``Grruughlf!!''

The voice he'd found again blares as he gags again and again, the taste in his mouth is somehow even more disgusting than he'd imagined! A salty, sour tanginess with a rancid flavour like spoiled and fermented citrus. A very faint sweetness that does nothing to alleviate the disgusting nature of the taste, rather than a harmonic mix of sweet and sour, it's a horribly disharmonious blend where the salty and sour vastly outweigh the sweet and creates conflict on his poor tastebuds as they literally drown in the vile swill! His tongue trembles amidst a yellow sea of frothy putrid bladder ale while his sense of smell is dominated, completely overpowered by a terribly rancid stench. This is a rancidness different from even the flavour boiling his tongue, it's a smell so potent and pungent that it feels like a wildfire is raging in his nasal passage!

Patrick had smelled piss before but none as powerful as this, it's like he's snorting ten people's worth of day old urine right out of a public urinal! The stench like concentrated ammonia makes him woozy while a physical, heated steam of pure Anthros urine washes over his face and saturates the inside of his nose. Already his eyes feel irritated from the pungent steam, every breath he takes through his nostrils as his mouth fills is purely polluted with a horrific pee smell whether it's the fumes being drawn into his nostrils or what's being let out from his fogged nasal passage! Patrick is confident that he'd never smelled or tasted anything worse in his life, his stomach immediately begins heaving aggressively as his throat spasms and convulses, his gagging voice bubbling up through the pool of vile piss in his mouth! His first instinct is naturally to spit out the vile bladder brew and close his mouth shut!

?'' (?o?)

SSSHHHHHHHRRRRSSH-PRLP-PL-P-PRLP-PLP~!

GRLP~ GLP~ GLK~ GRGRG- GLP~ GR-GRGL~

Naturally the complete opposite takes place where he feels his spasming throat heating up as large gulp after large gulp of the briny bladder nectar gushes down his gullet! Once again his body refuses to listen to him, the human's petrified mind pleads with his own physical form as piss-induced tears raced down his face, however his throat only seems to work harder to flush the steaming urine as it begins to flow more heavily out of the Hyena's prick! The crippling nausea he feels doesn't allow his heaving stomach to regurgitate any of it, instead he feels the heat rapidly building in his belly together with a feeling of fullness as his churning stomach accepts all of the rancid liquid waste!

The rate at which the urine fills his belly proves to be downright scary. He feels his belly getting heavier and heavier as the inner heat becomes greater, the hot and wet sensation quickly rising up the walls of his stomach to the top where his oesophagus is still gushing with the stinking yellow liquid! Just as it feels like his small human stomach will reach the limit of its capacity, he's frightened further to feel his own stomach simply expand, quite easily at that! As though unable to overcome the pressure of the piss being gulped down his gullet, his stomach grows larger to accommodate the volume as more pours inside. Clearly the ones who had made him this way had thought of everything, accounting for the ridiculous size of an Anthro's bladder. The Cheetah stands there quite comfortably, completely disregarding the human's gargling gags and convulsions of disgust as she holds her cock and freely let's out the accumulated contents of her bladder. The tears flowing down Patrick's disgustedly scrunched face simply trickle into his vastly gaping mouth that's poised to accept even more steaming cheetah piss.

Such tears become completely lost like a drop in the vast yellow lake of steaming urine, the saltiness and heat of the tears incomparable to that of the swill gushing from her cock. Such tears have no presence as they're sucked down his gulping throat together with big mouthfuls of pee. A great thick froth develops inside of Patrick's mouth as piss just keeps raining down such that his mouth almost fills completely after each gulp. In fact, the timing of his gulps seem to be precisely timed so that his mouth is always filled, like an actual toilet system! The froth builds up and gets thicker as though he's unable to swallow fast enough, however this is by far the most liquid the human has ever consumed in one sitting. He's chugging with a level of ability a regular human doesn't possess and fighting retch and gag just to have the swill pour down his gullet. His throat feels tingly like he's gulping down a carbonated beverage, swathes of piss froth brush against the convulsing walls of his gullet while being washed away by the thick river of putrid urine racing into his stomach. His belly continues to swell with a feeling of butterflies in his stomach, a result of the hot steam and froth bubbling up in his bloating stomach. The rancid gas races back up his oesophagus and throat, against the heavy flow of putrid pee only to pop up as nasty gas bubbles and contribute to the growing mass of sudsy froth in his gaping maw.

Every gulp of the steamy liquid that gushes down his gullet seems to wash away a piece of his dignity as a human being, it's crazy to think that anyone could actually enjoy such horrible filth. The smell alone makes him want to vomit yet his stomach refuses to relieve what has been put inside no matter how much the rancidness soaks into his mouth. The stench is so vile that he's forced to wonder how he hasn't passed out yet, and the taste is even worse. The amount he's drunk is absurd, this is but the very first time the human has ever been forced to act as someone's toilet, yet as he kneels here with no other choice, gulping down pints upon pints of hot, putrid cheetah piss, Patrick feels a great loss to his humanity.

PLP-P-P~ PLTP~ GRGHGL~ GRGHL-G~

?'' ? (???) ?

Finally, after more than a straight minute of relieving herself, the Cheetah utters a sigh as her stream finally dies down. The ambience of pouring and splashing fluid fades from the stall that now wafts with the strong stench of Anthro urine, all that's left is the continued gargling of the human whose toilet insides have just been brutally christened by a fully emptied bladder.

Patrick is unable to feel any of the Cheetah's relief, he can't even feel relief that she's finally done pissing in his mouth. Even after she's done emptying her bladder, his widely gaping mouth is still occupied with a literal steaming pool of yellow urine with a thick caking of bubbly piss froth on top! The moment her bladder had run dry, his throat had suddenly ceased swallowing, leaving him with a mouthful that he was unable to get down even if he had the will to swallow the putrid stuff on his own! However, that's not even the freaky part, his whole throat and oesophagus is still filled to the brim with hot, stale urine as though the entrance to his stomach had suddenly shut off like a valve! And somehow despite all of that, he's still able to breath properly through his nose!

HHHNNNFFF~ GRG-GLG~! GRGLGL-GRLG~! HHHNNF~

In fact, his breathing ability seems to have improved together with the rest of his physique, every pull through his nostrils is full and feels clear. That unfortunately means that he is being assaulted by the rawest stench of steaming piss with each breath he takes! The frothy urine filling his mouth shakes and shivers as his throat convulses like a circus balloon full of liquid. Instead of gagging, it sound more like he begging for help while trapped underwater. His tongue continues to be pickled in the briny swill, all the terribly rancid flavours of stale, bladder fresh Anthro piss soaking deeply into his tastebuds while he suffers from the inability to even swallow what's in his mouth and throat, much less throw up the vast quantity that's filled his heaving and bloated belly. Even as he's savouring the hot pee in his mouth, even as he carries a heavy load in his harshly swollen belly, even as the stench burned his nostrils and tears pour down his eyes, Patrick still can't believe what's happening to him. No matter how hard the reality is hitting him, he still hopes desperately that this is all but a horrible nightmare like he's never experienced before. The human wants desperately to believe that he's not just been used and filled with Anthro piss live a living urinal.

Unfortunately for him, being a urinal is the least of his worries, the nightmare that he's unable to wake from is only about to get so much worse.

GRGLGL-GRLG~!

GOKUNGK~

The Cheetah, Heather's cock is now partially swollen and throbbing excitedly as she watches the human's suffering. The stench of her own piss is already so pungent, she can't imagine how bad it must taste on top of it. The way his body keeps convulsing alone shows how badly his senses are being overwhelmed as a thick yellow pool remains soaking inside his mouth. She knows that this toilet stall hadn't been here yesterday, perhaps she's actually the first one that gets to use him? The thought alone makes her excited, her big white cock swells more, lengthening and fattening up as she watches him silently, listening to the sound of his gagging and choking on her piss like a drowning man. However, before the Cheetah can get too excited, she suddenly remembers that she's running terribly late.

``Fuck, what bad luck!''

She curses out loud, knowing that the longer she lingers, the worse it'll be for her! Ignoring her swollen and throbbing prick, Heather quickly fiddles with the rest of the buttons on her skirt to get it off.

Patrick is in a despair like he'd never felt before, only able to express his disgust with the weak sounds of a drowning man. It feels like his tongue will be pruned and pickled for real with how long it's soaking in such vile, steamy urine. The taste doesn't get any better as time passes and only his sense of nausea becomes worse as the taste and smell permeates deeper into his senses without any signs of relief. It's bad enough that he'd actually prefer a life of slave labour for his crimes rather than this! The human doesn't even know that there's someone else out there that shares his name, someone else that's experiencing a life incarceration that to this current Patrick would seem like a life that he'd trade anything for.

He?s soon made aware that his situation is more dire than he first thought as he struggles to open his eyes among the piss steam flooding his face. Beyond the rancid, murky fog is a figure that would normally attract any man. With her skirt undone and pulled down along with her sensual red panties, hovering over Patrick's face is the Cheetah's bare ass. ``Bare'' might be a bit of a misrepresentation though, while her cheeks appear to be smooth, they're covered in patterned fur like the rest of her body. The patterns and yellowish tan colour disappear towards her crotch that's white and seemingly bare in the truest sense. The most vibrant colour exists in the pink internals of her lady parts, this is the first opportunity the human has had to verify the hermaphroditic nature of an Anthro in person. Her plump pussy exists right above the root of her oversized balls hanging closer towards his face. A similar pink colour is represented by her perky pucker sandwiched right between her cheeks.

What glorious cheeks they are, Patrick has to admit that he'd hardly seen an ass such as this on the various human women he's tried and failed to date thus far. Yet still, maybe because of all the rancid piss steam finally making him delirious, Patrick thinks to himself that the Cheetah's ass is still in no way comparable to that of the random Horse girl that he'd ogled on that fatal night. His hazy thoughts actually begin to shift just a bit as he notices the ass hanging over his face suddenly growing larger. Of course, this is but an illusion caused by said ass getting closer to his face after the short two seconds he's had to admire such a bountiful butt!

PLOP!

GRGLF?!

``Mnf~''

The piss-drunken stupor is greatly dissolved as Patrick is suddenly plunged into a warm darkness with a great mass of Anthro ass literally engulfing his face! The Cheetah grunts in comfort as she settles herself onto the human toilet, the brief two seconds that she'd waited before plopping her ass down was simply to wait for the supports to pop up beside the human's head.

Like a scene from a sci-fi movie, a pair of butt rests crafted from the finest wood extends from some unknown space in the ground, propped up by sturdy metal poles. What these help to support is naturally an Anthro's butt as they sit on the toilet's face, even with his modified strength and durability, there are simply some Anthros that would be too big and heavy for him to hold on his own in the restrained kneeling position. At the same time, it's for the sake of the Anthros' comfort, supports of different sizes are automatically engaged depending on the type and weight class of Anthro making use of the toilet. The Cheetah feels the way the smooth and wood comfortably and perfectly hugs the parts of her furry ass cheeks spilling over the sides of the human's small face. Patrick himself had clearly been to overwhelmed by his first ever drink of vile kitty piss to even notice when the supports had popped up beside his head.

GRGHLGF~! GRG-GLG-G~!

Now that he's back to full consciousness though, his struggling reactions are understandable now that he's being literally smothered by a random Anthro's big, heavy, naked ass! The degree of magical engineering perfection integrated into this whole ``living toilet'' system has it so that his exposed face is pressed snuggly into the crack of the Cheetah's butt as though her butt is made for his face or the other way around! The amount of weight alleviated by the supports is just enough that it still feels like his face is going to be melded into her warm butt if she sits for long enough. The opening in his mouth had even shrunk down automatically so that his open maw could slot comfortably in between her cheeks while the excess piss inside was automatically swallowed to avoid spillage. Unfortunately, the build-up of froth in his mouth didn't seem to count as the moment the Cheetah sat on his face, the stale, bubbly mess became smeared all over the rest of his face!

A truly disgusting sensation of warm liquid sliding between tightly hugging skin envelops his face from the tip of his chin all the way to the top of his crown as the sensation of thousands of piss bubbles popping tingles against him! The majority of his face being wet with nasty pee is far from the worst of it though, now there's even piss froth INSIDE HIS NOSE! His mouth is still full of hot, briny bladder ale, and now inside his nostrils he can feel froth bubbles popping and nasty piss trickling along the insides of his nostrils. The horrible stench is now worse than ever! It's already hard for him to breathe through his nose with his nostrils smothered by the Cheetah's crack, every desperate breath he takes sputters from all the urine wetting his face while the harsh stench of pee pulled into his airways makes his brain numb. Like any human who'd lost the ability to think straight, Patrick naturally wondered for a moment how his situation could possibly get any worse!

``Mnf~!''

FFPPRRR-GGRRRRRRRKK-K-KKRRRFK-K~

``?!!''

The answer arrived immediately as the unthinkable happened, or rather, the thing that he was trying his hardest not to think about. A loud bubbly, sputter blasting sound mixed with a violent gargling noise... coming from the inside of his own piss filled mouth! Not just the sound, but also a feeling he'd never felt before, his already full cheeks violently expanding and vibrating aggressively while the piss in his mouth is churned and mixed up like liquid inside a soda machine. And like the liquid in a soda machine, massive bubbles are formed as a result of the thing churning the stale piss, a forceful gale of gas coming from the Cheetah's tensed butt, a gas hot enough that he can feel it blowing against the unsubmerged parts inside his mouth despite the already hot bladder brew swimming in his maw!

~KKKKRRRRRFFF-F-FKKKKRRRRTTTRR~

One, two seconds pass as the Cheetah's cheeks remain tensed upon Patrick's face, the human is frozen stiff in horror and disbelief as the continuous blowing of hot gas in his mouth causes massive air bubbles to shoot down through the rancid piss inside his throat, eventually triggering his body to swallow automatically to accommodate the introduction of this new substance. Honestly, Patrick should have long seen it coming, even before the Cheetah had literally sat her naked ass on his face. Even at this point he'd evidently still been holding onto the faint hope that things wouldn't progress this far, but yet again his hopes are being ripped to shred by the violent gale erupting from the Cheetah's rear. Three seconds in and the amount of piss in his mouth has greatly reduced, and eventually there is nothing drowning his tongue to protect it from the much worse substance that violently fills his mouth!

``KHUURREEGHKF~!''

~KKKKKRRRRRRRFFFFFPP-P-P-PPRRFF~

``Aaaah~''

``HURGHTH~!''

Never had Patrick exhibited such a violent and nauseous reaction as the moment his poor tongue registers the flavour of the hot fart the Cheetah releases inside his open mouth! The sound alone is enough to identify it as a fart, the way it gushes into his mouth carrying a great heat and a heaviness much greater than normal air is more evidence than one needs. However, it isn't until the violently rotten, bitter, sour taste of milky butt fumes soaks into his taste buds that Patrick is forced to accept with all certainty that the Cheetah has let rip a hot one in his maw for a grand five seconds of rectal relief!

Forget all the piss he'd drank, all of it has already been flushed down the drain that is his throat. At this moment Patrick genuinely feels that he can willingly accept life condemnation as a living urine receptacle, as long as piss is all he'd ever have to swallow from now on! Forget all of his favourite savoury foods, the delicious sweets and delicacies still awaiting him in this life, he'd trade it all for a lifetime of chugging stale Anthro piss just to never again have to taste what is currently filling his mouth! Her fart tastes so bad, not that he'd expect a fart to taste good. Patrick has certainly never taste one before, however he still feels that a taste this disgusting should be beyond what a living being can produce!

``KHTHURGHK~! HRGHK!''

The creamy butt vapor feels like airy cotton candy tickling the insides of his mouth, except there is no delectable sweetness and only a putrid, sour, rotten taste like savouring a smoothy of rotten potatoes together with cabbage so spoiled that it's melted into a rancid stew! The heat of the creamy fart fumes completely evaporate the faint layer of stale piss on his tongue and christens his tastebuds in a taste that makes rancid cheetah pee seem like fine wine! It's all over the inside of his mouth, his cheeks bloated and pushing against the Cheetah's meaty ass cheeks that are now relaxed after the hot release. It's all the way inside of his throat, interacting with the piss moisture on his gullet as his throat spasms violently with each gag. With his throat now free of liquid, he can gag as loudly as he wants, or rather ass loudly as the smothering of the Cheetah's ass allows. And even then, no amount of gagging can relieve the nauseating disgust of what's filling his mouth!

But that's only talking about the taste so far, there's also the insane stink! The sour eggy-ness increases his urge to vomit exponentially! Even with literally piss soaking the inside of his nose, the vapid stench of the Cheetah's gas filling his nasal passage from the inside of his mouth is mind-crippling. It stinks so bad, worse than any fart he's ever smelled in his life, it's hard for a formerly normal human like him to even call it a fart! It's more like some kind of hazardous toxic waste that can poison a person with stink alone! Patrick had heard before that Anthro farts are in a league of their own in terms of potency, quantity, sheer stink, pretty much every metric, however as he's made to experience it now for himself, the descriptions he'd heard before don't cut it in the least. The human is short of losing his mind as the vapid butt spew swirls and swirls in his mouth while the rotten stench burns his nose! Unfortunately for him, the Cheetah is far from done.

``KHUUURGHLTH~!''

He wants to let out a scream as he feels her plump, meaty ass cheeks clench again and squeeze his facial features. Unfortunately said ass cheeks completely absorb the reverberations of his suffering while the opening of his fart-filled mouth is smothered by the hot spot of the Cheetah's wrinkled pink anus that winks and winks before opening up against his cupped lips in a threatening manner.

K-K-K-KKKKRRFFFPPPPPPRRRRRRGK-K-GK~

``URGHKTH~!''

The full brunt of the threat is realized as another baptism of creamy anal gush scours the inside of Patrick's mouth with his cheeks swelling again! This time there's not even a protecting coating of piss on his tongue to momentarily spare him from the taste, the hot fart sears a viciously bitter and rotten taste of wildcat bowels right onto his tastebuds, overpowering lingering hints of stale pee and further empowering the butt stink already staining his tongue. Patrick retches violently however the sound of his retching can't overcome the sound of the anal release vibrating his whole smothered face as the Cheetah offloads her gas without a care. His voice is forced back down into his throat by the rush of hot butt gush that further strips the piss off the inner walls of his gulping gullet. Even then, the inside of his throat only heats up without drying out as the vicious anal vapour is moist enough to coat his gullet in sticky fecal particles that taste and stink as bad as what's getting painted onto his spasming tongue! Finally, as his mouth continues to be bathed in that rotten anal spew for four, five seconds, the piss in his belly gets violently churned like what had taken place in his mouth.

Four, five seconds of hot butt gas leave his oesophagus like it's an extension of the Cheetah's sputtering butt hole, the gas gargles the piss in his belly, reheating it and causing more bubbles and froth that make the insides of his belly feel warmer and stuffier as his stomach heaves and lurches in disgust. The oral gassing is like a lengthy hell where seconds seem to stretch on for hours as Patrick continues to retch and choke violently while the Cheetah is simply farting into the toilet bowl that his mouth has become. This is only the second fart Patrick is ever made to swallow in his life and already it's a new record at six seconds of horrifying gulping before the noise fades and the Cheetah's cheeks upon his face relax once more.

``HKHURKTH~!''

KRKCHK-K-KRK~

``Nff~!''

Patrick is left retching and choking violently with a yet increased sense of nausea as he savours a mouthful of hot, creamy Cheetah gas with a belly full of literal fart-infused piss. Unfortunately for the newbie human toilet, his trials were about to get a whole lot worse much faster than he could logically handle. Just like the sound of the farts still ringing in his ears, the sound he now hears over his own gagging is an unmistakeable one. It's a sound that often follows a hot exhaust of gas like what had just been dumped in his own mouth, a crackling sound that one's lower end would produce when they're about to do something horrible to a toilet! And in this place, there's only one toilet available. It would have been nice if Patrick had more time to prepare himself as he listens to the frightening crackling noise growing nearer to his trembling face. However, he has no idea how much of a hurry the Cheetah is in, her minor pause after dropping the first fart in his mouth was yet another involuntary stall so that she could savour his suffering. Now she has little choice but to dump all of her offerings into him, all in one go.

SCHRK-KRLK-K-KRKSCH~

``ULGHKTH?!''

He felt her butt hole in his mouth bloom violently, and what followed was the loudest sound of crackling accompanied by a sticky sliding noise before something thick, hot and heavy rammed hard against his tongue! At that very moment, for the hundredth time, Patrick genuinely wished that his mouth was still filled with hot piss. Not because he enjoyed the taste of piss, of course not, the opposite in fact. It's rather that maybe the Cheetah's rancid pee coating his tongue would have protected him, even if briefly, from the violently putrid flavour of Anthro waste that heavily smears his tongue the moment the Cheetah began crapping in his mouth! This is it, this very moment is like the world telling Patrick loudly that he's nothing but a human toilet with his first ever involuntary taste of rancid feces! The reality further acclimates the next moment as he's forced to actually consume said rancid feces against his will!

``Mmnnn~!'' ( > ^ < )

SKR-KRKLK-KLKCHK~

``HRK-KLK~!''

He hadn't even gotten a chance to properly taste if yet before he began choking violently, all a result of the hot, sticky log of putrid poop being literally forced down his throat! Patrick is someone that struggles to even swallow a decently sized pill, now, without even the aid or water, or even a smidgen of cheetah piss to wash it down, the thick bulk of doughy dung violently forces open his throat in a way he's never experienced before! He isn't given the chance to hold it in his mouth, he can't block his throat with his tongue as it's instantly buried under a thick, heavy mass of steaming crap. Even if he could move his tongue, even the strongest muscle in his enhanced body would be unable to fight against the pressure exerted by the Cheetah's strained bowels as she shits like she's in a hurry!

Patrick's throat stands even less of a chance as his tongue, with no compromise at all the entrance of his throat is breached, his uvula squashed against a rockslide of slightly soft yet thick poop with gritty lumps and chunks like clay filled with pebbles and grit! It's as though all of his newfound strength is invalidated while even his old strength seems diminished, the only obstacle the crackling scat train encounters is the natural elasticity of his throat that is unable to stop his neck from bulging in an unnatural way as scores of steaming feces burrows through his spasming gullet! The choking sensation is unbearable, the scat is soft enough to squish with a fist but thick and stiff enough that his throat can't even contract to halt it's advance. His gullet heats up greatly again, even more so than when he'd swallowed the previous piss and farts, the bulge in his neck extends all the way down his oesophagus as from his bloated neck emanates almost the exact same squelching and crackling sound as the poop being expelled out of the Cheetah's gaping anus! His eyes are stuck wide open and twitching with tears, much like his fingers and toes twitch and jerk uselessly as he's forced to swallow a mass of poop that would have never even been able to fit in his mouth before! And it's not just the feeling of the scat busting his throat open that's making him retch and choke!

``RHK! KHRLK~!'' KRLKRLK-K-KLK~ ``KUHK!''

His mind is inevitably forced to cycle back and focus on the taste that's impossible to ignore as his tongue becomes completely buried in layer upon growing layer of fresh shit! Unbelievably, the harsh bitterness sizzling his tastebuds is by far the most ``pleasant'' aspect of the Cheetah's poop! Within is thickly mixed a disgusting sourness, a sourness unlike the sourness of fresh lemons but instead a rancid sourness like rotten lime juice mixed into month old curry! Complimenting such a sourness in the most awful way is an eggyness similar to that of the farts he'd just swallowed, except times ten and compounded with a putrid essence of rotten foot fungus blended up with spoiled cabbages! The taste is so bad and so strong that Patrick has no choice but to completely forget about the taste of piss and farts that had been haunting him only a short moment ago, his brain simply can't comprehend the vastness of the mixed flavours that stain and coat his tastebuds as literal inches of poop squelch through his mouth and gullet, soon turning into actual feet as the lengthy log naturally reaches his stomach!

?o?)

``UHK!'' SCHLK-K~ ``KLK!''

The seemingly never ending dung log is finally pinched with a rancid hot blast of putrid gas inside of Patrick's poop-packed maw! His cheeks bloat more aggressively than ever from the expulsion of gas as his throat is simply too stuffed with poop that he continues to choke on after the fact! Instead, the excess gas, of which there is plenty, is forced to take the only unblocked path in his face, his nostrils. A squeaky sputtering noise fills his ears as the gas squeezes its way out of the piss-soaked gap between his flared nostrils and the Cheetah's moist, smelly ass crack. The hot fumes wash over his face and passes his eyes where more whites are showing as he chokes and spasms. But as brutal as the shitty ass gas is, it's still nothing compared to the devilish stench of the actual pure shit stuffed inside his mouth! The way he chokes is only a result of the sensation of a throat overstuffed with an oversized log of steaming kitty crap, the human can still breathe fine through his nose by whatever magical means, much to his misfortune. The taste of the Cheetah's dung is ungodly enough, it only seems to get amplified by the beyond vapid odour of the poop saturating his nasal passage.

It?s a stench bad enough for him to feel like his nose would rot, in fact he wishes that it would. Or at least he hopes that his sinuses would shut down and stop functioning, however the stench is prevalent as though his sense of smell is actually greater compared to before. There's actual steam rising from his nostrils together with the colourful stench, literal shit particles vaporized and stinging his scent receptors in a torturous way. The poop itself is terribly hot, fresh from the Cheetah's now more vacant bowels. Patrick wishes that it were even hotter, hot enough to melt his tongue or at least burn his tastebuds until they're useless. Unfortunately, this level of heat only serves to make his tastebuds more active, like consuming a meal heated to just the right temperature to enjoy all of the infused flavours to the fullest, if only it weren't the meal baked in the bowels and delivered from the dumping butt of a massive Anthro.

KKKRRFFRRKTT-T~ PPPPPRRRFFFKK-K-KKRR~

``Uhnf~''

``KRK!''

And unfortunately, even with the absurd quantity of feces that he's already been forced to choke down, the Cheetah sitting and shitting in his open mouth still isn't done.

``Mmmnng~!'' (> ~ <)

KRLK-KFCHK-K~ SQULCHK~ ``GRK-KLK!'' SCHRK-K-KLK~

The sensation of choking comes back to its fullest as the thick, lumpy log of hot scat squelches its way through his gullet again, crackling down his bloated neck as the second volley of putrid waste crackles out of the Cheetah's gaping pucker and rams down what came before it. The second log of scat plugs its lumpy end more easily into the opening of his gaping throat with all the sticky yet slimy scat already coating his gullet and beyond. The hot poop slides and deposits even more layers of chunky, lumpy poop paste onto his tongue, replacing the old, savoured mass with a fresh new taste straight from the deeper reaches of the Cheetah's offloading bowels.

Patrick's body continues to spasm uselessly within the limits of his restraints as all he can do is choke, even the act of swallowing is being forced for him just by the large Cheetah taking a dump in the toilet hole he calls a mouth. Said mouth becomes more and more stuffed with waste, the log squeezing into his tight throat causing layers of fudgy, chunky gunk to build around the entrance of his violently invaded throat. The putrid waste simply builds up inside his maw as many more inches of dung squeezes by. The stuff bloating his cheeks gradually transitions from gas to solid while his tongue is so pinned and painted in poop that it feels like even the underside of his tongue is savouring the vile, rotten taste. Naturally, the more he swallows, the more gets stuffed into his stomach. It actually becomes harder for his heaving stomach to lurch as the weight of the putrid mass increases while his belly continues to swell. Inside, the first long log of scat is already curled up and stuffed comfortably into the pool of piss, the second log is now being shat from his oesophagus and into the swill that's turned into a disgusting soup of waste.

?(???)?

SKLK~ ``KRHTH-!!'' SCHLK~

FRRPP~ KK-KRRRRFFRR~

The human doesn't even care that the Cheetah's second long log seems to be the last of her ridiculous bowel movement, he's much too defiled to care. An incomparable sense of sickness envelopes his entire being as he weakly chokes and spasms while she remains seated on his face, blowing fart after post-poop, shitty fart into his shit-stuffed maw. The sickness he feels mentally is almost on par with the sickness he feels physically, his body literally filled to epic proportions with the steaming, putrid waste of a walking, talking beast. She peed in his mouth, she farted in his mouth, she took a massive steaming dump down his throat, and there was nothing he could do about it. There's nothing he could do about it even now, as the end of the hot shit from the deepest reaches of her bowels remains clogged in his stretched gullet, the rest of the unbelievable dung load crammed in his bulging neck all the way down into his belly that's bloated and swollen in a pregnant manner.

As his unfocussed eyes stare into the darkness of her warm, musty, smothering ass, as the taste of her scat melts on his tongue and fills his mouth, as his nose suffers the ripest stench of her bowel movement dumped inside of him, Patrick is forced to finally accept that he's now nothing but a human toilet. If only acceptance could ease his suffering.

``Yep, nothing beats using a human toilet~?''

``KHRK!!'' SKRK-KCHK~ ``KRTHK~!''

The sound of his retching is relatively louder as the Cheetah finally gets up, having fully relieved her bowels into him. The light that returns to his eyes is not the light he wishes for, the light in Patrick's blurry vision is not the light of freedom but rather the light of a lonely toilet stall. The lights of a horrible prison shines down on the figure of a man. What was once a free man is now a pitiful figure tied up and bound, left to be used and abused to the disgusting whims of disgusting anthropomorphic beats. His belly concerningly bloated of unthinkable substances, his receiving mouth still open, exhibiting not only his uncontrollable gagging but also an unbelievable stench, courtesy of the rich, brown, steaming feces packed thickly inside of his mouth and throat. His teary eyes stare into nothingness, his face a mess of ass sweat and urine residue after what was only his first time being used for his new purpose in life.

It?s a sight one would never expect a person to be subjected to, just for getting into a car accident.

``Well, I'll definitely be using you a lot from now on.''

Having completed her business in a timely manner, Heather completely ignores the human choking and retching in his knelt place. She would have definitely taken her time to use him if she weren't in such a hurry, maybe even drop a different type of load all over his pathetic face right here. She wipes her ass with the provided wet wipes before dropping the browned wipes into yet another convenient hole that appears in the ground beside the ``toilet''. For a moment, she considers ``flushing'' the toilet, as is etiquette, however, listening to the way he gags with the sickening sight of her stinking poop stuffing his gob, she decides to leave him like that until the next user arrives. Since she didn't get much time to savour the experience, she'd let him savour her shit for as long as possible.

``GLK!''

``Ah fuck!''

Seeing what time it is now, Heather curses while stuffing her massive, softening boner into her panties and pulling up her skirt. The quicker she can leave the stall, the less she'll be reprimanded and the faster her erection will subside. So, she does just that.

CHK-K~ DONGKF!

Casually, as though she didn't just torment the human with her aggressive bowel movement, she runs right out the door after getting dressed. Just like that, she's gone, the only evidence of her being in this place currently filling the insides of the human choking on the floor with steaming poop packing his gaping mouth.

``KRHK~!'' SCLCK-K~ ``KR-!''

Even though the inside of the stall is kept at a comfortable temperature, a feeling of coldness envelops Patrick who's left there trapped, nothing but the sound of his own gagging and choking to keep him company in the lonely stall as her savours what is only the first load of the thing that will be sustaining him from now on. The human, his mind broken in disgust and suffering, laments the terrible outcome that he would have never suspected, not knowing that things were only going to get much worse.

***

?''

As the hot, steamy breath leaves her body through her lips, a feeling of refreshment wells up from inside. A morning run is just the thing a Rabbit Anthro like her needs to start her day. Although Anthros naturally have superior constitutions that allow them to maintain the figures inherent to their species, there are still benefits to be gained from working out. Though she's short as one would expect of a Bunny, her figure is proportionally stunning. A slim waist and tight belly are immediately followed by meaty, broad hips and a plump perky, perky ass like a pair of ripe peaches. Her short legs are well-built and shapely, from her thighs to her calves. Her large rabbit feet are bare as one would expect, exposing white fur with mocha brown spots up to her shins where her leggings cut off. A matching sports top covers her upper belly and modest bust. While there's no bulge to be seen on her crotch area, there's clearly a darker region mapped out in the gey clothing around her thighs, crotch and butt with her fluffy bunny tail poking out. Similar sweat spots pepper her top while the fur on most of her body is wet with steamy sweat. Her large bunny ears flop down her back to completely show off her adorable bunny face with big brown eyes and pink nose. Said face shows a mostly refreshed expression as a result of a completed run, but there's also a bit of an anxious expression mixed in.

``Huff, good thing there's a toilet right here.''

All that exercise had gotten a different kind of movement going, and luckily for Clarissa, a new high-end toilet stall seemed to have popped up in this super busy area overnight. The only strange thing is that it's a building with a single unit, like some kind of overbuilt porta-potty, but it's still convenient, nonetheless. The Bunny things nothing of it and proceeds to open the door and step inside.

``Uuurrrgghh~''

``Huh?!'' ( ?D ?)?

However, what she encounters inside isn't quite what she was expecting to see, nor is it what she expected to smell!

``Ugh!'' (??<)

Anthros have an unfair natural ability to finely control their own sense of smell, and the Bunny hurriedly makes use of said ability to block out the absolutely horrible stench that graced her pink little nose! Even if one expects a public toilet to smell foul, the smell she got is way beyond what is normal, another Anthro had definitely done their business here. The terrible smell makes sense considering that the person that had used the ``toilet'' before her had purposefully left it unflushed, plus the fact that this ``toilet'' is not the conventional kind that uses water to mask the smell of the contents dumped inside. Such is the main reason for her shock, this stall turns out to be home to a human toilet! Before the smell had hit her, she was startled to walk in and see a living creature almost as small as herself strapped up and knelt in place, groaning audibly with his mouth held open and releasing the awful stench that had made her nauseous just now!

Truth be told, this is Clarissa's first time encountering a human toilet, although they're more common than one would think, the Bunny is the extremely rare type of Anthro that isn't too fond of putting others through something so horrible, even if that's what they themselves desire. She's been told plenty of times that she's way too kind for her own good. But she can't help it, that's just her personality, the one that causes her to feel bad for the human currently strapped down in front of her. Just from the horrible stench alone, she can imagine it hadn't been a pretty sight, and his current behaviour that's like he's slowly recovering from being harshly tortured speaks of what a horrible experience it might have been for him. Something seems wrong though, the Bunny knows that there are many even among humans that enjoyed such things, however the way he gags and chokes in such a despairing manner makes it seem like he's completely unwilling.

Whatever the case, she has no intention of using him as her toilet so she should just leave and find a real actual toilet to use. With this thought in mind, Clarissa is prepared to leave the stall with the awful smell and terrible sight, however her natural curious nature causes her to lay eyes on an engraving on the wall of the bathroom. And as she reads out loud what it says, her mind slowly changes.

``Uurrghgh, ghuurlghth~!''

How long had it been since the Cheetah used him? Patrick still feels like his throat is completely blocked up with her steaming feces. In reality, it had only been about ten to fifteen minutes since the Cheetah took a dump inside of him and left him to rot in the taste and stench of her waste. Miraculously, in that time, he'd actually succeeded in swallowing down her fetid dung and clearing his throat of the clog. It took a terrible amount of effort where he literally deepthroated the nasty load and gagged his life away for minutes on end, however at least now all of it is packed away inside of his still verily swollen belly. It's crazy to think that with all the noise he'd been making all that while that nobody had come in here to check on him and possibly save him from this torment, however, what the human doesn't know is that the stall is completely soundproof. Besides, nobody would come to save him regardless, and they won't succeed even if they tried.

Anyway, as much as he'd like to feel relieved at having swallowed the poop down, such a thing is impossible. First of all, the mere fact that he'd swallowed such a massive and disgusting load of poop fills him with more shame, humiliation and disgust than his inner humanity can bare. Then there's the fact that even after swallowing the waste, the mind-numbing stench still fills his nose from his own breath while the taste is glued to his tongue like persistent sludge. Oh, and of course there's the literal pounds of putrid piss and poop packed inside of his heavily swollen stomach! No matter how Patrick tries to cope with his situation, his mental fortitude simply can't manage. And of all things, it wasn't long after he'd finally cleared his gunked up gullet of the vile waste that yet another Anthro walked into his stall! At this point, the presence of these furry beings is like a trauma to him, after the horrible experience he'd literally just endured a few minutes ago! The human that felt brain dead after being used became lively again with an incomparable panic, however he can't even move to express his distress and can only groan meekly amidst his disgusted gagging. The human really doesn't want to go through something like that again!

And strangely enough, it seems like he won't have to.

``??''

For some reason, the Bunny that had entered seems to be hesitating. A very faint glimmer of hope ignites in Patrick's defeated eyes as he watches her intently. Is he seeing this right? Is this Bunny actually considering not using him as a toilet?! Surely that's the case from her behaviour, it looks like even among Anthros, there are actually decent ones that would abstain from putting him through such torment! The glimmer of hope in Patrick's eyes grows like a sputtering flame, the human doesn't even dwell on the fact that this is only one Anthro among who knows how many out there would use him without a second thought. Being spared from being used by even one of the sick beasts is a blessing to his already tormented self! Patrick watched intently, hoping to see her soon walk out of his stall!

Unfortunately, not even this last bit of hope is spared from being snuffed out.

``Patrick O'hare...''

``??''

That, that's his name?! The Bunny seems to be reading something that's behind him over his head.

``Murdered two people?''

``?!''

What? Who murdered who?!

``An anti-anthro extremist, as punishment for his crimes, he'll be made to serve as a living toilet in one of the region's busiest areas.''

``!!''

It seems that there was a mistake after all! Obviously, Patrick had never killed a person in his life, he'd not even gotten into so much as a street fight! How could they claim that he'd murdered anyone?! This is bad, it's even worse than he thought, he's been wrongfully convicted for someone else's crimes! A wave of unbearable sickness envelopes the human yet again, to think that he'd just gone through something so horrible on account of a simple mistake! He needs to get out of this somehow, there's no way in hell that he can endure such horrible torment when he's completely innocent!

``Hrrllghth! Grthlluuthgh!''

The human begins screaming desperately and frantically, however even if his throat is now clear of the fat shit log that'd been clogging it, the noises coming from his forcefully opened mouth are garbled an ineligible. It seems even more so because of the mucky scat still clinging the inner walls of his throat and mouth! Whatever the case, he has to try all he can, he needs to somehow get out of this so that he can absolve himself and sue the whole state into oblivion for daring to wrongfully put him through such a thing! Patrick believes that if he acts desperately enough, this Bunny that seems oddly kind and hesitant to use him as a toilet will be the most likely to answer to his pleas. Maybe that would have actually been the case initially, however, as the Bunny reads what's engraved in the stall wall, her expression changes to become not so nice.

``Outside of actions that may cause physical damage, Anthros of all sizes are encouraged to use the toilet to their satisfaction. Your use of this toilet counts as direct contribution towards the prisoner's punishment during his life sentence.''

``?!''

A life sentence?! Patrick couldn't believe his ears the more the Bunny read, his situation is worse than he could ever imagine! Now more than ever, he needs desperately to clear his name and free himself from this hell, so he continues trying to scream and get the Bunny's attention. Unfortunately for him, while the Bunny is kind by nature, this kindness causes her to have a particularly strong reaction to wrongdoing.

``You're a really terrible person, aren't you? No wonder they'd put you in here.''

``??''

Her tone is still the same, however her countenance is suddenly different. Patrick's pleas halt as he feels that the atmosphere has shifted in a very bad way.

``You hate Anthros so much that you'd even murder people, so they decide to make you eat Anthro poop for the rest of your life as punishment. Hmph, serves you right.''

``Ulllgghhthhhhlbb~!''

No, no it can't go on like this, please, it can't end like this!

Patrick desperately pleads however the words in his mind come out as ineligible gibberish through his shit coated mouth.

``You know, I was gonna use a different toilet, but obviously a big, nasty load of bunny balls is just the thing a person like you deserves.''

``Uthlkhuthlk~!''

Tears fall from the human's eyes as a feeling of defeat comes over him, things have developed in the worst possible direction. Patrick groans weekly with a swollen stomach packed full of piss and poop as he watches the Bunny begin to strip her leggings. He stares at her actions blankly, not even able to appreciate the fact that she has a tight, smooth snatch and not a big dick and balls like the Cheetah. In his mind he questions for the hundredth time what he'd done to deserve such a thing. What could a person even do to be condemned to a lifetime of Anthros farting, pissing and shitting down their throat? It's impossible for him to accept that all of this is because of a wrongful conviction, that a simple mistake has led him to such an unbearable fate. Even disregarding that his stomach is full of putrid waste, just the unfairness of his situation is enough to make him want to vomit. Unfortunately, even this freedom has been wrongfully stripped from him and he's forced to harbour the waste of others as a sick punishment to crimes he'd never even committed.

Trauma causes Patrick's defile body to shiver as the sight of the Bunny's naked ass fills his eyes. It's about to happen again, his despair deepens as she backs up towards his face. Her overall stature is definitely smaller than that of the Cheetah, however her butt still seems more than enough to completely smother Patrick's face. Those meaty, perky cheeks that seem so tender yet firm would definitely entice all of a man's desires even if said butt is mostly covered in fur. However, to Patrick, such a perfect butt nearing his face only causes his filled stomach to churn with its toxic brew of septic waste. A very faint steam can be seen wafting between the Bunny's cheeks, a similarly faint yet sharp odour of sweaty, musky crotch begins to invade his nose with enough potency to distinguish itself among the other rotten, vapid scents saturating his airways. The Bunny had clearly just gotten done with some kind of exercise judging by her clothing patched up with massive sweat spots, even her fur is faintly glistening.

Patrick can already tell that just the experience of her sitting on his face is going to be as disgusting as the Cheetah swearing stale piss all over his feature with her meaty ass cheeks. But sweat is the least of his concern, sure the Bunny has a nice plump pussy that looks even more succulent and tender than the Cheetahs, but she also has an easily recognizable pucker sandwiched between her cheeks. Somehow, even though she's smaller than the Cheetah, the Bunny's bright pink anus is almost as large! The human watches in horror as it gets closer to his face while the Bunny backs up. This time he actually notices the strange butt rest that suddenly pops up besides his face, but still it's her anus that's the last thing he sees, that bright pink pucker slightly winking at him before darkness descends once more!

``Hlthlnth~!''

Again, even though the Bunny is clearly smaller, the amount of pressure Patrick feels on his smothered face is actually just as much as when his previous user used him! What he doesn't know yet is that the butt rests even have the function of automatically adjusting how much weight is placed on his face dependant on the Anthro sitting on him. It's enough for the user's ass cheeks to rest comfortably while ensuring that the human's face is properly wedged up their ass crack and smothered heavily by their meaty cheeks. The Bunny certainly notices such a convenient feature.

``This feels better than I thought.'' ?*?-?*?

She experiences the same feeling the Cheetah did as the human's warm face fits like a glove into the hot, steamy, sweaty ravine of her perky bunny bottom. The butt rests are naturally heavenly, however even his face feels better to sit on than Clarissa would have thought, the Bunny is now beginning to understand why so many of her own kind enjoys doing things like this. The experience is far from enjoyable for Patrick though. As he expected, her ass crack is hot and sweaty, even more than he expected actually! The unpleasant sensation of wet skin against wet skin is even more unpleasant this time because of the extra slippery sensation of natural crotch and butt sweat compared to thin, runny piss. Unfortunately, this doesn't mean that the piss that had been coating his face has suddenly disappeared, in fact, the Bunny's sweat only seems to reconstitute the piss that had been on the verge of drying. Now as he breathes in desperation against her hot steamy crack, the stench of Cheetah piss and the rank odour of hot bunny butt sweat mixes to form a potent stench that makes even his lungs filled with shit fumes heave!

``Gllthhgh~!''

At least this time his mouth hasn't been plugged by a hot, stuffy anus straight away, so he can actually make sounds that's midway between gagging and coughing to express his disgust. He won't remain vocal for long though.

``I guess I should just be able to let it out like this right?''

See, while there isn't an anus hovering inside the human's open mouth, there is a hole that can unleash horrors that may not be nearly as bad, but are terrible, nonetheless. And in an effort to make sure she does things correctly, the Bunny rocks her plump ass side to side, scootching forwards a bit more to make sure that her aim is dead on. In doing so, she stops in an area that causes the human's retching voice to become more muffled, and then,

SSSHHHHRRR-SKKKRRRRSH~

``?!''

``Oh!''

Clarissa is actually startled a bit as even though the human's voice suddenly becomes drowned and stifled, his body still jerks in a way that causes her ass to wobble upon his shivering face. But such a reaction naturally makes sense, the Bunny herself would have had a much more extreme reaction if somebody had suddenly started blasting steaming urine into her mouth!

``Mmmmnnnf~?'' (?^?)

SSSHHHHCCCCHHHRRRCHCH~

GRGRGLG-GH-GLG~

Patrick didn't even get to taste the flavour of the Bunny's pussy since his tongue is so soiled and stained in the essence of fetid kitty feces. What he does get to taste however is a much more rancid, stale, slightly sour flavour as the scat residue on his tongue gets stripped off by a heavy stream of Bunny pee! From her pussy perched on his open mouth, it gushes inside like a stream from a garden hose, drowning his teeth and gums in a mere moment while splashing his trembling tongue so fast as to quickly fill his gaping mouth!

GLRGH~ GLK~! GLGHK~! GLK~!

As expected, the human begins harshly gulping against his will, taking a hot wash of steaming, stale bladder swill down his gullet as more pours from the Bunny's crotch. While she may have been slightly hesitant and startled at first, Clarissa very quickly and easily relaxes, the comfortable seating and the thought that she's doing he part to punish a terrible criminal allowing her to let go of her bladder and let the piss flow freely. And there's certainly a lot of it, just from the amount of fluids she'd drink during her regular exercise, the amount of liquid waste not expelled as sweat has accumulated into an astounding amount inside her bladder. She'd actually been holding it for almost half the entire run, the way it gushes thickly and heavily from her plump vanilla coochie would have one wonder how so much fit in the bladder of a creature so ``small''. Because she's an Anthro of course, an Anthro that's naturally smitten by her first experience using a human as a toilet.

CHHHHHHRRRRRRCCHHSSSHHRR~

GLK~! GLK~! GLGHK~~

And as for the toilet in question, crazily enough, his current experience actually isn't as bad as one would imagine! Sure, her piss stinks to high heaven, the colour a rich yellow just like the Cheetah's and packed with plenty of flavours unique to a rabbit Anthro's diet. However, the disgusting fluid that makes him nauseous is simultaneous washing away the much more disgusting flavours that constantly make him want to vomit! It's crazy to think just how badly Patrick has already been traumatized by the previous experience, from the moment the Bunny began dousing his mouth with steaming urine, his tongue had been bathing in the rancid yellow waterfall like a child thankful for the rain. It's but a matter of perspective, Bunny piss, no matter how stale and rancid, tastes leagues better than Cheetah poop. So despite his nausea and disgust as the frothy load of yellow bladder ale gets unwillingly sucked down his throat, Patrick's broken mind actually exhibits the faintest sense of gratitude for the Bunny's pee washing away that which tormented him all this time.

As his belly swells further with an introduction of fresh, hotter waste, more scat residue is stripped off his tongue and his throat as the stream gushes down his gullet. Bits of actual scat, straight up lumps of putrid feces get picked off the walls of his gullet and oesophagus as though he's washing down an epic meal with a sparkling glass of wine, brewed in the bladder of a bunny Anthro unfortunately. However, the human can only take what he can get, so he gulps with both disgust and gratitude, to the point of actually hoping that the Bunny would keep pissing down his throat until it's all that he can taste. Unfortunately, the Bunny may piss a lot, however her size still means that she can't release quite as much as the Cheetah can.

``Haaaah, that was refreshing~?'' (???)

GRGHL~

Incredibly, Patrick's already twisted mind is actually made to feel disappointment from the Bunny's flow finally ending. His open mouth is left literally steaming with a frothy swill of rich yellow liquid waste pooled inside, yet he feels both disgusted and unsatisfied. He can still tase hints of the Cheetah's poop and he can still feel shit gunk smeared into the walls of his throat. But there's nothing that can be done about the Bunny's full bladder running dry. All he can do is kneel and gag below her as the taste of her pee now marinates his mouth.

``Not so refreshing for you, I bet. Not liking the taste?'' ( *? ? *? )

Of course not, no matter how thankful he is that she'd washed at least some of the taste of poop out of his mouth, her piss is still the complete opposite of palatable. It's also far from refreshing, in fact the feeling of his belly that's now more bloated with waste than ever causes the waning feeling of sickness to intensify once more. Now inside of him is a Cheetah's entire bowel movement soaking in a soup of shitty pee mixed between the bladders of two Anthros. And unfortunately, the horrific sceptic concoction is far from reaching its final state.

``You're gonna really hate this next part then. But first I think you should swallow what's in your mouth.''

GLK~ GLK~

Even if Patrick knows that her intentions are the opposite of kindness, a small feeling a relief still fills his chest as he greedily swallows the piss in hiss mouth such that his tongue is no longer stewing in a puddle of the hot, stale swill. Clearly, even swallowing what's in his mouth is something he can only do with his user's permission, truly a terrible predicament. His mouth is thus left ``empty'' with nothing but piss steam and rancid piss taste inside as the last trickles of the Bunny's urine settles in his septic tank of a stomach.

``Good, now just...''

``Ulfth, gulth~!''

The gagging human groans pathetically again as the Bunny begins to adjust her seated position, shuffling forwards some more for something the human already knows will be beyond terrible. What feels like a comfortable sliding of her plump ass cheeks on the smooth wooden supports feels like hell for Patrick's who's smothered face is being aggressively ground into the hot, sweaty, musty crack of her ass. The human has bigger things to worry about though.

``Oh, actually.''

Clarissa suddenly stops, initially she planned to go right ahead and use his mouth for her second order of business, however the feeling of his nose slotting in against her anus gives her an opportunity to make things even worse for him. So, she settles in place, and it's obvious that the human knows her intentions by the way he freaks out as much as he can while muffled in her butt. But nothing Patrick does can prevent what follows the sensation of the Bunny's hot, stink anus passionately kissing his piss-stained nostrils.

``Ngf!'' ( >?< )

BBBBRRRRRPPPPPPPP-P-PPPRRRRRRRR~

``URGH-?!!''

Patrick becomes choked for words as his body shivers, this is totally unlike the experience he had before! The Bunny's fart stinks horribly, it's actually on par with the Cheetah's from before! But this is a different stink, whereas the Cheetah's stink was more harsh and punchy with a quality like sweltering garbage, the Bunny's fart stink is more earthy and eggy, like the dusty crumbles from a crusty, overly worn sock mixed into a stew of fermenting green vegetables! A terrible stink that's no less potent but seems infinitely worse by the fact that it's all being pumped directly into his nose! The Bunny's pink anus blooms just enough to encapsulate the opening of his nose, Patrick's nostrils literally vibrate and swell from the pressure of the exhausting gas that feels like it'll shoot directly into his skull and melt his brain from the potent toxicity! However, the fact that she's farting directly onto his nose isn't the worst of it.

~PP-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRRFFFPPPPTT-T-T~

HHHHNNNNNFFFFFF~ ``GNGH!!''

It's instead the fact that he himself is inhaling it as quickly as it's expelled from her behind! From the moment the Bunny lets loose, it's made clear that swallowing an Anthro's waste isn't the only conditioning engrained into his mind. His lungs swell beyond what their normal capacity should be as the thick, creamy spew of vapid shit fumes is practically snorted from the Bunny's bowels through his nostrils kissing her vibrating and sputtering pucker. And even as his lungs seem to reach their theoretical maximum capacity, he keeps inhaling without stop. The nasty burning sensation he experiences from the hotly expelled gas is soon matched by an odd, ticklish sensation in his own saturated lungs! If Patrick were to guess, there's definitely something his lungs are doing that's causing him to still inhale so much pestilent gas even when they're supposed to be full. However, Patrick has no leeway for guessing games at the moment as it takes everything in his crumbling mind to endure the beefy five second fart the Bunny blasts into his airways!

``Ooof, wow that was a big one~!'' ( ^ o ^ )

``URLGHTH! GURGHTH!''

Clarissa 's fluffy bunny tail flutters as though to relieve the tingling in her pucker after the hot release. She basks in the feeling of actual relief she feels in her bowels, having gotten rid of such a large chunk of hot gas that's been brewing in her guts during her run. That had definitely been a stinker for sure, normally she wouldn't want somebody else to smell her nasty farts, however, the act of blasting it directly into the human's nose came as naturally to her as pissing down his throat did. The Bunny can no longer deny the pleasure it brings her to personally dish out such vile punishment on somebody so wicked, and there's even a few bonuses that comes with it.

``Wow, I really can't smell a thing.'' ?????

It's true, besides the lingering smell that the previous user left behind, not a hint of Clarissa's own vile anal produce graces her twitching rabbit nose. She'd heard from friends who are interested in this kind of thing that proper human toilets can suck down even the farts of a Bovine without spilling a whiff. The fact that he'd managed to inhale all of what is considered a large fart for her, Clarissa can tell that a lot of effort is put into these so-called living toilets. And even though she can't smell a thing, the way he struggles under her while gagging loudly shows that it's the complete opposite for him, which is just what she wants.

``Oh, are these the specs?''

That's when the Bunny's attention is captured by some more writing on the wall of the stall that's adjacent to what she'd read before. In the meantime, Patrick's struggles resume in the aftermath of the terrible fart.

``GHUUURLGHTH~!''

His insides are thoroughly polluted, even more so than before. His chest feels hot and bubbly, inside of his expanded lungs stored a terrible quantity and concentration of organic methane churned in the bowels of an anthropomorphic lagomorph. The stench is driving him crazy, he can barely hold his eyes open while they twitch uncontrollably as he endures the mind-numbing stink. Of course, he can still breathe normally, his lungs have already returned to their normal size after exhaling through his mouth while his nostrils are still blocked by the Bunny's warm pooper. Unfortunately, no relief came with his exhaled breath, as a matter of fact the stench he experiences has only become more unbearable as the concentration of the fart seems to have increased the moment he breathed out!

This is but another magical effect of the living toilet system, an effect where the human's respiratory system is able to take in the user's horrible gas while retaining all it is that makes it stink so horribly in the first place! All of what he inhales is naught but the pure, vile product of the Bunny's bowels while what is exhausted from his mouth is almost entirely air without most of the rancid fecal particulate that now stays swirling in his lungs, throat and nasal passage until it's all naturally absorbed by his body! Such a function is an advanced one that even willing human toilets need to shell out big bucks to acquire, it's a function designed specifically for the maximum suffering of the subject, a guaranteed method of torture for someone in Patrick's position!

PPPP-P-PPPPRRRRRPPPFFFFRRRRTTTTRRRRRRR~

``GRUUUGHLTH!!''

?'' ( ??? )

``URRGHLTH! GUUULGH~!!''

Yet again Patrick is left choking, his belly full of churning manure tensing as he heaves and retches uncontrollably. No matter how he retches and chokes though, the stink doesn't fade, and now there's even more pollution in his system that threatens to drive him insane.

``Huh, I guess that's the `Auto Inhalation and Filtering' function? Flatulence expelled directly in the nose or mouth will be automatically drawn and held in the body to be absorbed naturally or `flushed'. Active by default.''

``HUUURGHKTH!''

Patrick finds it hard to focus on anything else than the putrid stink and taste, however he forces himself to try and listen to what the Bunny is saying. Whatever she's reading now is definitely referring to him, and his supposed `functions' as a living toilet. Honestly, the human doubts such information will help him much at this point, however he at least wants to know what's going on with his own body, whether or not it will bring him any comfort is still to be determined.

``Flush, with a command, all organic waste, urine, feces, flatulence etc. will be broken down and absorbed by the toilet's body to reset capacity. In the case the toilet's capacity is exceeded, the toilet will `Autoflush' to relieve capacity. Autoflush is enabled by default but can be temporarily disabled, however please be mindful of future users when disabling this function.''

Now that tingling sensation in his lungs makes sense, and this information only makes Patrick feel more horrible. The human still thought that maybe some strange, high-tech contraption would come out of the floor like those bougie butt rests, something that would empty his body when it becomes filled with too much waste. The thought of vomiting a ridiculous amount of poop and piss is a horrifying one, however it's somehow a more appealing thought than his body actually digesting and absorbing all of that grotesque filth! It's clear now that the intention is for Anthros to just keep using him and filling him without the worry that his small human body will run out of room! The human doesn't even question how such a thing is possible at this point, he's already experienced enough literal magic in the short time he's spent as a human toilet!

``Oooh, `Savor Mode'! That's perfect! Uhm... use of this mode is encouraged if you're particular about making the toilet suffer.''

``URRLGH~?!''

Patrick's body suddenly jolts as though he'd seen a ghost, he's naturally unable to read what the Bunny is reading, however just the phrase ``Savor Mode'' sends chills down his spine! The name may sound lame and dump however the blatant meaning is enough to make anybody panic! And unfortunately, the Bunny is all too eager to punish the human for the crimes that he never committed, her sweaty, smelly butt rubs aggressively on his face once more as she shuffles forward. Naturally there's no relief to be had from her anus no longer kissing his nostrils as the wrinkled pucker now comfortably settles over his open mouth!

KKRRRR-K-K-KKRRRPPFFF~ BBBRRRTTKKKRR-P-P-PRR~

``GUURLGHTH~!''

Then comes a sound that he's already familiar with, together with an equally familiar sensation and a different yet similarly vile flavour! The bursts of gas that enter his mouth from the Bunny's erupting butt hole aren't as voluminous at what she dumped into his nostrils, however that didn't make the taste any less vile as the creamy, rancid flatulence directly bathes his piss-washed tongue! Patrick curses his inability to vomit for the umpteenth time as the nasty butt smog washes over his taste buds, aiding the previous farts in replacing the taste of piss on his tongue with something much more putrid. His nostrils are finally freed from her warm, sticky shit hole but the gas in his airways sticks around like rotten residue no matter how much he heaves into her butt. However, the worst part of the fart that he naturally swallows against his will is the extra shitty taste that can only mean one thing!

``Rrhhngg~!'' ?( >?< )?

KRKRSCH-K-KRLK~

``Nghf, I don't know what poop tastes like but I know for sure it's gonna be terrible, sorry not sorry.''

``GURRGH~! HURRLKTH!''

The sound, the crackling sound causes the human to experience traumatic flashback of events that occurred not even an hour ago! Patrick's heart races, pounding violently as he panics more with the sound growing louder. His body shivers and jerks in protest as he gags and retches loudly, however the human has no leeway of moment to even touch his own ass, much less to throw off the plump butt of the Bunny. Ultimately, all he can do is wait in increasing horror as the Bunny's butt hole twitches and winks in his mouth, small puffs of shitty, rotten gas battering his tongue as the sound of crackling grows closer. Until finally, her pooper slowly but surely blooms all the way atop his forced open mouth!

SCHHLLRCHK-K~

``Nnf~''

``URLGHTH~?!''

The poor human's tongue quickly buckles under the weigh of a thick, almost fist-sized lump of hot scat! An overwhelming sensation of disgust spreads from his warped face and slithers all the way down his bound body from the texture of the feces, a surface still lumpy yet a bit smoother than that of the Cheetah's dung, yet as though to compensate, said surface is coated thinly yet evenly in a slimy, sticky gunk! And it's exactly this nasty, sticky gunk that gets smeared all over his freshly washed tongue as the whole stiff lump is squeezed out of the Bunny's rectum, and with it is brought a taste that causes him to miss the ``refreshing'' taste of piss that much more!

``KRLTH~!''

 < )?

SCHLKCHK~

Before he has a chance to take in the flavour, it's made clear that the bunny is far from done. As she grunt's cutely, more horrific stuff is expelled from her tensed ass. Patrick feels the weight of the thick scat lump on his tongue press down further as a second equally large, thick and putrid chunk of reeking bunny poop plops down on top of it! There's even a skin-crawling noise that fills his ears as the second lump slides against the first, their sticky surfaces smearing together as the second dung lump packs into an available space in his mouth. Of course, the space in Patrick's mouth is limited, that doesn't stop the two lumps squelching around and making room such that his jaws automatically open wider while his cheeks bulge and bloat. The second disgusting ball of steaming bunny butt fudge settles in comfortably just in time for a third to crown from the Bunny's gaping anus and join the rest!

Clarissa's tight pink pucker yawns as her tail shivers, her butthole barely has an opportunity to clench shut before more hot, sticky lumps of poop pry open her tender pink star. Patrick's mouth that had closed to fit her tight pucker is now forced to gape wider such that the third lump can squeeze inside. His cheeks bulge unevenly with feces soft enough to deform in shape yet stiff enough for each lump to push against the other. Shit is literally crammed into his mouth while his tongue becomes further buried under the growing fecal load. Even one of the steaming dung lumps would have struggled to fit inside a regular person's mouth, yet the struggling human is forced to take not one, not two, not three, but four as yet another one noisily squelches from the Bunny's gaping hole! Patrick's stuffed cheeks push out against the Bunny's plump ass cheeks as her weight upon his face forces the scat to be crammed in his mouth one way or the other. By the time the fourth dung ball is stuffed into his gaping maw, there's not even a small gap for air to whistle through the packing of putrid poop!

?''

Surprisingly, shitting into a human's mouth for the first time hadn't been an adverse experience for Clarissa at all despite what she'd been expecting, it came to her as naturally as pissing in his mouth and farting in his nose. As a matter of fact, it actually felt damn gratifying. It seems that no matter her personality, it's within an Anthro's nature to possess such undoubtedly strange kinks. Unfortunately, it's not within most humans' nature to be receptive such things.

``URRRLFF! GGRLFFTH~!''

The sound of Patrick's retching is muffled by the thick packing of steaming feces in his mouth even before it gets muffled by the Bunny's plump butt still smothering his face. The feeling of his mouth being illogically filled, the sensation on the hot, slimy/sticky scat caking grinding into every part of his mouth while slightly squishing as his jaws unconsciously try to move, even the feeling of the Bunny's plump ass cheeks grinding into his own cheeks and causing the insides to rub against the sticky dung, all the sensations brought him nothing but indescribably nausea. But of course, what truly torments him and makes his body shiver and jerk is the unbearable stench and taste!

Patrick didn't miss this taste at all, the taste of pure, fresh hot shit from an anthropomorphic beast's butt! Even having been force fed it only one time before, it's a taste that he's already familiar with and one that will forever haunt him in his nightmares. And the real kicker is the fact that he can actually taste the difference between the Bunny and Cheetah's poop! It makes sense, even if Anthro's are primarily omnivores, their species does tend to dictate the direction in which their diets lean. Patrick now has the unfortunate experience to be able to identify the richness of protein in the Cheetah's diet as compared to the Bunny. The taste in his mouth now can only be synonymous with rotted and fermented greens above all else, a type of food Patrick already didn't like before it had been processed in the bowels of a beast and literally shat into his mouth! The stench is naturally out of this world, and like the taste it tends to lean more towards a herbivorous quality like the rancid stench of cow dung! As for the potency of the stink, it's no less that that of the Cheetah's feces that's still churning violently in his belly as he's forced to smell and savour yet another batch of freshly shat dung!

The major difference between the two encounters though is that the Cheetah didn't have much time to torment him while the Bunny has ample amounts of it!

 ( ??? )

``URLF!'' CHKSHCK~ ``GRGHLF~!!''

Patrick wants to scream but his mouth is simply too full to do so, all he can do is squirm aggressively in the darkness of the Bunny's ass as his jaws begin to move on their own! At last the human found himself having to chew the disgusting scat against his will, and immediately the experience proved much more revolting that he'd dared to imagine! The exterior of the dung lumps is like sticky, chewy caramel, it clings stubbornly to his teeth that are already thoroughly stained in the rich green colour of the fetid waste. This sensation already makes his stomach wince but things get worse as his teeth reluctant dig deeper into the dung where the massive fist sized lumps deform like semi-soft, lumpy clay, giving way to a slightly softer interior halfway through. And a softer interior is far from the only thing contained inside the fetid crap balls!

CHRSCHK~ ``UUURRRGH?!''

He hadn't even taken a full bite into the waste and already an even worse cascade of flavour bursts out into his crammed mouth like biting into a juicy peach! Patrick's teary eyes roll up while an intense retching is blocked by the pounds of steaming feces packed in his mouth, the bitterness barely increases in intensity however every other flavour seems to pour out anew, a disgusting sourness and fetid earthiness mixed with a putrid taste like raw peanuts fermented in a jar of manure! Flavors the human never though were possible causes his tongue to scream in agony as it becomes further encased and compacted, hiss unstoppably closing jaws mashing the fetid dung into a denser ball that his mouth still struggles to hold. The essence of the vile bunny poop flavour seems to seep all the way down his throat and into his nasal passage where the stench of bowel fresh shit seems to be amplified twofold!

???)

The Bunny's words can only be seen as satire, the mere sounds that are making her skin crawl and her fur tingle can't even scratch the surface of what Patrick is experiencing. The human can hardly think straight, his body keeps jerking as he retches and gags, his mouth moving on its own and doing all the work while he suffers the consequences. It's like his mouth is overstuffed with a chewing gum composed of all the worst flavors known to man. Every chew explodes a putrid taste into his mouth as though to not let his tastebuds forget the flavour of raw bunny butt balls. But how could his tastebuds forget with his tongue literally encased in the steaming scat? His tongue even squirms around, as much as it could in the dense, lumpy muck, as to absorb all of the putrid taste. Clearly his body is taking the act of ``savouring'' literally, such that Patrick will probably remember this taste for the rest of his life even if this specific Bunny never used him again, which is highly unlikely!

The rest of the inside of his mouth isn't any better off, his lips have to close partially just to avoid the poop spilling out as just his heavily swollen cheeks struggle to contain the pounds of fetid waste as he chews vigorously. Poop gets crammed below his bottom and top lip even, no part spared from the disgusting waste. Even at this point the introduction of retched flavours haven't ceased, even with Anthros' stomach being more powerful that humans', it somehow doesn't stop hiss teeth from encountering scores of poorly digested food bits as he chews. The worst is naturally the couple corns that he can feel bursting against his chompers that causes his body to jerk extra hard each time! The stench of shit pours endlessly into his nasal passage, tormenting him harshly and constantly as the taste is worked deeper into his soiled tastebuds with each chew. With this ongoing experience, Patrick is forced to learn that he should never again underestimate just how disgusting his ``punishment'' can become!

CHRK-K~ SCHK-CHK~

``Hmm, let's see~'' ( o x o )

At this time, almost a minute into the human chewing with a disgusting noise, Clarissa works up the bravery to take a peek at his progress. The Bunny boldly leans onto one butt rest, raising the other leg up high such that her fat ass cheek stops hugging his face. It's times like this that she's actually thankful not to have a big fat cock and balls to get in the way, however pretty soon she comes to regret this decision.

CHRCHK~ ``GUURGH~!!'' SCHK~ CHRCHK~

``Hurgh, urgh?!'' ? (?D ?)(  >?<)

She'd only gotten a glance but a glance was all she needed as she hurriedly dropped her leg back down! Even though his mouth was only halfway open, the image of that thick, nasty, dark green much being churned up in his mouth and webbing across his lips caused her to gag unintentionally, she couldn't even see his teeth buried in all the waste! However the sight of it was only part of the reason, that brief unsealing of his mouth had caused a stench to waft up into her nose that she couldn't believe! Rather, she can't believe that something so putrid had come out of her own butt! All of the regular Anthro-specific toilets she'd used until now had ways to neutralize the smell of her waste, it seems that Earth's foods that she enjoys so much comes back out much worse than she realized.

``Ugh~!''

That being said, even though that brief sight and faint smell had almost made her nauseous, it kind of excited her at the same time. The thought of a weak, pathetic human trapped below her, consuming such vile waste produced by her own ass, the thought that her perky but is trapping it all in his mouth while he's forced to literally chew and savour it all, enduring a pure stench unthinkably worse than what she herself had just smelled. Clarissa's instincts as an Anthro is further awakened as the sound of the human's gagging and chewing on her waste starts to sound much more pleasant, pleasant to the point of tingling her groin. The Bunny decides to listen to it in silence while his undulating cheeks massages the inside of her crack while stuffed with her hot poop! Meanwhile, a clear, warm, slimy fluid begins o drip from her naked crotch.

SQURLSHK~ CHRCHK~ ``GUUUURGH~!'' SCHRCK~ CHK~

It's been more than two minutes now and Patrick's jaws finally slow down. Unlike actual chewing gum, the flavour packed into the Bunny's feces seems infinite, the overall taste not diminishing at all even after churning in his mouth for so long. And no matter how much he chewed, the poop is still dense and lumpy like clay, the pitiful amount of saliva produced by his mouth unable to soften the great mass of waste much such that it now sits heavily in his mouth and swollen cheeks as a big steaming blob of slightly softer dung. However it seems that his body has judged the poop to be processed enough for the next step.

SQULCHRCHK~ ``NNLLK~!''

Whereas the Cheetah's bowels had done the majority of the work for him, this time Patrick has no choice but to swallow the waste on his own. A fresh wave of disgust fills his bound body as his cheeks squish down on the steamy poop, his tongue becomes more compressed in dung while his trembling and spasming throat opens up to allow the scat inside. A sizable chunk of broken of poop advances into his open gullet as he clenches his teary eyes shut, it's hot, lumpy surface slides and squelches in, smearing more sticky/slimy much wherever it passes as it somehow fits in his gullet, making his neck bulge. A truly disgusting sound emanates from Patrick's own throat as the thick mass of masticated feces squelches down his neck, his facial muscled twitch and spasm in the Bunny's stuffy, sweaty crack while his gagging becomes blocked by physical shit. The sensation of it sliding down if psychologically more unpleasant than having it shat directly down his throat, Patrick is forced to vividly feel the mass of dung sliding down his throat, oesophagus, and then finally being welcomed into his stomach that had only shrunken slightly since the Bunny had violated hiss insides with her piss.

SQULK-CHK~ ``GNK~!'' GLCKP~

Of course, the human's suffering is far from over, before the first big lump of poop settles in his stomach, a second large lump bulges his neck and slides stickily down his throat. His tongue is forced to squirm through the fetid mass, working together with his cheeks to form the dung such that he can accept big chunks that get swallowed down his gullet. Each swallow barely causes the large mass of feces in his mouth to shrink, shit sauce is formed as his mouth continues to salivate despite him currently consuming the worst thing a human could ever hope to consume. This at least allows the swallowed chunks of lumpy shit to slide down his gullet a little bit faster.

Clarissa perched on the human's face can feel his cheeks gradually shrinking as they press against those of her butt, her big, floppy bunny ears pick up the distinct sound of her waste churning in his mouth and sliding messily down his throat. These sounds that would have disgusted her only an hour ago now cause her pussy to drip with excitement, said slimy excitement dripping down the human's neck and naked chest while he's much too occupied to even notice her arousal. Clarissa feel's more excited the more of her poop that gets swallowed into his belly, it certainly is a lot. Of course, as large as the load had been, there's a finite amount of scat and it all get's swallowed eventually, through a long and terribly torturous process for the human.

``UURRGH~! GUUUURGH~!'' SLCKCHK~

Even gagging causes a nasty sound from the thick coating of shit that's been reapplied to Patrick's mouth and throat. Even thicker than the physical poop is the mind-numbing stink and the taste that he wish would just melt his tongue, the tasting appendage coated just as thickly in feces as his throat is. Patrick's belly is notably more swollen than when the Bunny had pissed down his throat, and just the though of piss actually causes the discombobulated human to miss the rancid urine taste that's a hundred times better than what's currently in his mouth. Unfortunately for the human, the Bunny is momentarily out of the sparkling golden nectar.

``Mnnff, here comes a second helping~!'' ?( >?< )?

PPFPFFRRRT~ KRLK-K-KLK~

``Uurrnnffnn~''

By this point Patrick is too mentally exhausted to even react as the tensing of Bunny cheeks smothers his face and the dreaded crackling fills his ears again. He’d already been expecting it, the human already learned once not to underestimate the depths of an Anthro’s bowels, of course the Bunny would have more to offer, much, much more.

SCHRLK-K~ KRLK~ SCHRLK~

That’s not to say that he doesn’t retch with the intent to puke as a fresh hot load begins to stuff into his mouth again. Without a chance to get any of the shit off his tongue, a nice, thick, heavy mass of fresh feces plops down in his mouth in the same way as before. This first big dung ball is naturally followed by a second and a third as the Bunny flexes her bowls and births hell from her deceptively cute, pink pucker. A fourth fist-sized lump of dunk fills the remainder of the space in Patrick’s gaping and swollen mouth once more before she stops, leaving the human’s endless retching and gagging once again buried under pounds of her putrid feces.

“Phew, don’t underestimate me just cuz I’m small, I’ve still got plenty more to give~♥” （^︶^）
CHRCHK~ “GUUUURGH~!” SCHRCK~ CHRCHK~

The only response Patrick can give to the Bunny’s enthusiasm is to begin chewing more of her steaming waste. Just because he’d experience chewing it once didn’t mean that the following experience was more bearable, his jaws moved at a vexingly consistent pace, mashing up the poop for the same length of time despite this second hot batch being noticeably softer and easier to chew. His tongue was again given ample time to soak up the putrid flavours that his teeth drew out from deep within the waste while his poor nose was constantly on the verge of rotting from the disgusting stench of scat. The human chewed and chewed, an unbearable process ass though to memorize the taste with his whole brain before he was finally allowed to swallow. That itself proved a task no less labour-intensive and frightening than the first time. Patrick most definitely would not have had the willpower to consume the vile waste by himself without his body operating on its own, no matter what punishment would have been in store for his incompliance. It all still ended up inside him all the same though, countless lumpy lumps of sticky/slimy down squeezing down his bulging neck until there was only residue left in his stinking mouth and yet another ``mouthful'' of Bunny shit in his swollen stomach.

PPFRRRT~ KRLK-K-KLK~ PPFT~ SKRKLK~

 ( *? ? *? )?

What naturally followed was yet more batches of Bunny poop. The Bunny seemed actually determined to test the limits of his bulging belly, as soon as he'd swallow one mouthful of poop, she'd dump a fresh hot batch in his mouth without even waiting for his stomach to naturally digest the waste crammed inside. She only ever waited for him to thoroughly chew and savour her many disgusting, steaming scat loads. Ever mouthful consisted of no less than four fully fist-sized lumps of poop, there's a possibility that his mouth could actually hold more, however Clarissa wanted to stuff his mouth and have him savour many separate batches at he same time. And that's exactly what Patrick did, a third batch was eventually followed by a fourth, and then a fifth.

( ?* ? *? )

Clarissa is clearly disappointed as she's given the human toilet all that her bowels have to offer to the point she feels light as a feather, yet his belly still seems full and only more swollen than before. The Bunny raises a foot and gently taps her big toe beans on his distended stomach, before quickly moving her foot away from the disgusting feedback of the was stuffed inside that sends chills up her leg.

``Well, hat might actually be better.''

SCHLLP~ ``Uuuurrrllgghth~''

Finally, in what feels like forever, the Bunny gets off Patrick's face. The human sees light yet again, his face covered in piss and now funky ass sweat on top of it. His mouth is open to what seems to be the default size now that it's actually ``empty'' save for all the thick smear and left over chunks of putrid dark green shit all over the inside, making his mouth yet again unrecognizable from a regular human's. And of course, the stench emanating from his soiled face can in no way compared to the reeking steam wafting from his mouth as a milky green vapour that can melt paint off the wall of a regular room! Cheetah piss, Bunny piss, Cheetah poop, Bunny poop, all of these flavours and scents combine to produce a horrific result saturating his senses and leaking from his gaping more like some kind of toxic chemical vapour, and maybe it's even worse than that.

``I'm so glad I don't have to smell that.'' (>/??<)

Clarissa means this genuinely as she completely blocks the stench from her sense of smell. At the same time, the thought that the human has to endure it in its purest form, as well as the taste, brings her a satisfaction she's never felt before. There's still a bit of precum dripping down her inner thigh as she wipes her ass with the provided wipes, though it's not as much as what's staining the human's neck and chest.

``Urrlghth, guuurghlth~!''

``Maybe in another life, you'll try to be a better person huh?''

The Bunny's kind personality has flipped to be vindictive as she addresses the abused human toilet. The same can be said about her actions as well.

SLCH~

``Ullff?!''

``Haha, one last present before I go~?'' (? ? ?)

What a wicked thing to do, to take the soiled side of a used wet wipe and shove it up one of the human's nostrils! Patrick's body shivers at the beyond disgusting sensation of the shit coated wipe squelching into his nostrils, tears flow more heavily from his eyes at the beyond harsh treatment that actually worse the stench of shit in his nose! Clarissa naturally has no idea that she's badly tormenting a completely innocent man, the Bunny simply enjoys this last bit of satisfaction while pulling her panties and leggings back up. Of course, there exists the option to flush the human toilet who's body is incomparably full of waste from two different Anthros, however Clarissa naturally thinks it a mercy that's way more than he deserves.

??L?``I always wondered what people found so great about using a human toilet, now I don't think I can keep using a regular toilet. Good thing you're in the perfect place for me to keep using you after my morning runs~?''

Just like that, it's made clear that Patrick is now two for two on regular users, his heart would sink if it hadn't long dropped as low as it could go.

``See you tomorrow~!'' ?( ^?^ )?

Just like the Cheetah before her, the Bunny leaves the singular stall soon after doing her business. Her mood is unusually chipper and there's even a skip in her step, one would never guess the horrible atrocities the fuzzy creature had just inflicted on this poor, helpless human.

``Uuuulllgghhth~''

His next user would certainly be in for a surprize though, the Bunny having left Patrick in an even worse state with a belly further swollen with fetid waste and even a shitty tissue stuffed up his nostril.

As he rests there with his belly touching his thighs, the unbearable stench and taste of shit in his nose and mouth, Patrick can only await whoever will be the next Anthro to use him. After all, even if he can no longer tell the time in the outside world, the Bunny's words mean that it's not even midday yet.

Hopefully the next person to use him would be so cruel and leave him in such a terrible state, at this point, that is literally all the poor human toilet can ask for.

To be continued...

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