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Patrick’s first day on the job was rough to say the least, and his night stifled under a pile of shit wasn’t much better. But today is a new day, which unfortunately for the human means that he has even more shit to go through, literally.
Thanks again to Jumalanpoika for commissioning the continuation of this series, still more chapters of this one coming in the future so I hope you guys enjoy! Planned to post the first chapter of the Epic tonight but have to make some last-minute edits so I’ll hopefully be posting it tomorrow night instead. Apologies for the delay but I’ll be posting the second chapter as well within the week.",
"writing": "This story contains graphic depictions of extreme fetish themes mainly focussed on Toilet Slavery, involving, but not limited to Farts, Watersports, Scat and Excessive Coprophilia. Also present are themes that may illicit discomfort such as Non-consensual, Wrongful Imprisonment, Mental Abuse and Permanent Forniphilia.\n\nTHE NEW TOILET IN TOWN\n\nChapter 3 - New Day, More Shit\n\nWritten by HumbleHeretic\n\nCommission for Jumalanpoika\n\nHumans are truly unpredictable creatures, there's never any telling what they'd be willing to do in their lowest moments. Despite considering himself more toilet than human at this point, Patrick still possesses man of his base, humanly instincts.\n\n``Hhnnnnffff, hnnf-nrrghk-hnff~'' (? )^^^( ?)\n\nAnd speaking of ``lowest moments'', he's experienced more within the span of a few hours than most normal people experience in their lifetimes. His sense of time is murky at best and irrelevant at worst as his face remains pinned below a steamy, sloppy mess of rancid rhino shit, pounds and pounds of putrid feces stacked like boulders into a broad heap, blocking any and all light from reaching his eyes. In contrast, his sense of smell is primed and true, naught but the purest, rawest stench of anthropomorphic rhino dung filling and polluting his lungs with each breath he's been taking for what's been long and torturous hours by this point. This makes it all the stranger that the intensity of his gagging has waned over time. The smell hasn't diminished a smidge and his scent receptors are working better than new, the vile taste in his mouth is still as fresh as when the shit had been blasted out the Rhino's rectum. The only thing Patrick can think is that his physical body is gradually accepting this state of living, and for that, the human can't feel anything but dread. If his body eventually accepts it, how long before his mind does the same? No matter how defeated he may seem and actually be at times, the human is still unable to accept that this may really be what the rest of his life might be like.\n\n``HRK-! Gnnfff, hhhhhnnffff~''\n\nLong, torturous hours having persistently chipped away and his surviving hopes, it's reached a point where the majority of the Rhino's scat that's filled him and spilled over has been digested. Now his belly looks only slightly more swollen than that of a neckbeard after Thanksgiving dinner. Saying that his throat is now \"clear\" would be disingenuous, Patrick can very distinctly feel the thick coating of fecal residue painted to his oral tract, naturally inclusive of his mouth where the flavour of feces is still as thick as the boulder-like logs that had quite literally clogged his belly and throat. Now he's left with a choice as difficult as deepthroating rhino dung: freeing his trapped head from the rest of said rhino dung.\n\nThe human wrestled in his mind for as long as his insides wrestled to digest the fecal load. Part of him still vaguely hopes that someone will find him like this and clean the pill of shit off his head. Though, the realist in him suspects that he'd end up having the leftovers of his ``meal'' forcefully fed to him anyway, in a way that'd make him wish he'd done it himself. But more than anything, he just can't take it anymore, perpetually trapped in a heavy mass of poop still warm and fuming heavily even after so many hours seemed to have passed! If even one more hour of huffing the shit shoved against his nostrils doesn't send him mad, then not much else will!\n\nHaving decided at last that he's reached the end of this long, tedious, torturous rope, the human struggles to open his mouth for what will be THE worst personal decision of his life so far.\n\nCHRK~ ``GHRGHK~!''\n\nWhat an absolute fucking joke, even with the taste being stuck in his mouth so long, all it takes is for him to actually bite into the thick, warm lump of dense, sticky rhino feces for his gag reflex to remember it's job! It?s still the same putrid, mind-numbing flavour of Anthro poop yet the mere act of clamping his jaws onto the grotesque mass of solid scat makes all the quelled disgust within him well up anew! The human?s whole mouth trembles as his teeth digs into the fetid waste, the tears he?d though had run out begin to warmly spill again only to be stopped by the rest of the shit packed snuggly against his miserable face. It?s safe to say that a single bite alone forces his built-up resolve to waver, and considering the sheer size and weight of the pile on his face, the task seems all the more impossible!\n\nBut left with no choice, the human can only suck it up and suck on the poop being chewed hatefully in his once again full mouth. Even the ring holding his mouth open is loose to the point that he can no longer feel it, as though he?s only allowed to close his mouth when chewing and savouring the putrid bowel slop. Mashing the warm shit in his mouth, enough to work out all the fetid flavour and fill his mouth with gunky paste and lumps of slimy crap, the human forces himself to swallow. The wave of disgust flares higher again as his throat that was finally freed of feces is made to gulp down more of the rancid load, however by the time the stinking shit is sliding into his stomach to join the remnant of the bowel movement still swelling his belly, Patrick is already begrudgingly biting off another fat, mouth-swelling chunk of stinking shit.\n\nCHRK-K~ ``Ghk!'' SCHK-CHRKCH~ ``Krfk!'' ( ?///)X(///< )\n\nSealed tightly in the hollow darkness, the stall entraps the sounds of squelching, chewing, swallowing and retching, allowing the sparse night roamers to move about, spared from the noises that would make them sick to their stomachs. Somewhere, a certain Rhino is probably tucked away into her warm bed, sleeping and satisfied with the evil she'd done to a single poor human. It wouldn't be surprising if she'd pleasured herself immediately after the brutal act, rather than feeling remorse, deriving ecstasy instead at the memory of turning the helpless creature into a living manure sack overflowing with her dung. Even she probably wouldn't think that hours later the human would still be fighting to eat her stinking dump, her dreadful waste the only thing keeping him company and keeping him fed throughout the long, long night. \n\n***\n\n``~?''\n\nIt?s so early in the morning that the sun has yet to start rising, yet there are already creatures starting their busy day.\n\nFur so black that it melts in the darkness, yet, accompanies by bright white stripes that reveal every flowing movement of the especially large and fluffy tail. Said tail attached to a rear whose plump perkiness is difficult to hide even in this darkness. She may be kitted out in thick denim workwear, however her curves are unmistakeable, especially given that she?s only a bit taller than the average human. Placing the plump pink knubs of her fat, clawed fingers unto the panel, it lights up and reflects the mesmerizing emerald of her clear round eyes below her clearer and rounder spectacles.\n\nPip-pip~!\n\nIt doesn?t take long at all for the scan to complete and she instantly gains access to unlock the reinforced door of the large single stall. It?s strange that it was even locked down in the first place, as far as she?s aware, this stall had only been set up and fully operational from yesterday. Well, the mystery doesn?t remain one for long as she soon enters and is mildly surprised at what she sees.\n\nF-SSRRFSH~\n\n\"Oh... oh God, who the hell did you piss off?\" ( ? * ?)\n\n``?!''\n\nWhat?s this, how long has it been now?\n\nPatrick?s agitated gagging had finally waned to manageable levels an hour after he?d eaten the shit that was covering his face, most of it at least. An hour since the human has been feeling that all of his efforts may have just been in vain after all. The fact that he could barely move his head means that his mouth was unable to reach all of the feces so after having endured hell to chew and swallow enough that the top of his face is once more exposed to light, the smell has gotten no better with large chunks still covering him all around. In the end, it feels like he'd forced himself to once again actively savour the taste of Rhino poop for no real payoff.\n\nAnd now some other Anthro seems to have finally opened up the door and entered. Is he relieved that someone?s found him like this? Of course not. Nothing good has ever happened from an Anthro entering his stall and he doesn?t expect that to change, evident by the pounds of rhino shit still filling his face with a fog of unbearable stink. If anything, it only means that his torment is going to continue, and that's something that nobody can be prepared for. However, Patrick only realizes how actually dire his current situation is when he gets a look at the Anthro that just entered his stall.\n\n\"They did a real number on you huh?\"\n\n\"??!!\"\n\nThe moment the Anthro gets closer and peeks her face over the human?s mostly exposed face while pinching her nose, said human jolts and freezes in shock... and fear!\n\nNo... nonononononono~!!\n\nHe begins to scream in his mind and even his body shivers! Less than a day spent as a human toilet has already left the human traumatized of the bipedal beasts, however his reaction is pretty extreme this time, and for good reason!\n\nHer modest height for an Anthro that?s similar to a human's, her nice curves showing below her denim workwear, the crisp, clear green of her eyes, the bright pink nose on her snout, her geeky glasses that pairs surprisingly well with her baseball cap, letting a short ponytail of glistening white hair out the back opening while small triangular ears with pink insides poke out the top. She certainly has eye-catching features, but none are as eye-catching as the combination of pitch black fur with starkly contrasting white stripes, stripes that run all the way up her large and fluffy tail that droops over at the top. Said tail looks like the type one would want to cuddle if they were into that but it actually couldn?t be any more of a warning sign of danger!\n\n``Gllghff! Fthhllffth-gglghkf~!''\n\nNow the human is even verbally freaking out, gargling up the stink of rhino dung from his forced open mouth as the rest of his body jerks like he?s trying to escape!\n\nThere are plenty of species of Anthros who's waste is so foul that it's barely legal to use it for torture purposes. It's knowledge know even by common people with zero interest in the topic. Some unfortunate souls like Patrick have come to experience such a thing personally. However, even among the types of people who actually have e fetish for that kind of stuff, for whatever reason, there?s a specific species of Anthro that?s the subject of great caution even among the most hardcore fetishists.\n\nEven messing with a regular skunk isn't something the most far-gone of perverts would do, so then what about an Anthropomorphic Skunk?!\n\n\"Eh, I appreciate the reaction but I'm not here to use you, so you can relax.''\n\n``Hhnnnnffff, hhhhffff~''\n\nIf only it were that simple. He?s already learned better than to trust the words that would come out of any of these Beasts? mouths, just look at the kind of things they?d willingly put into his! But regardless of Patrick keeping his guard all the way up, the Skunk really doesn?t seem to be here to use him, not yet at least. Instead she steps back and places her hands out at her sides to where the walls of the stall reacts and lights up with strange patterns.\n\n\"You can go ahead and clean up.\"\n\nCH-CHK! FWSSP~\n\n``Huh?''\n\nAll of a sudden, the binds clinging to Patrick's body loosen all at once and even the ring holding his mouth open seems to melt away! The human is greatly shocked, the binds are still clinging to his body but he doesn?t feel any resistance when he tries to move, as though they?ve turned into simple cloth! It's the very first taste of something resembling freedom that the human has experienced ever since being trapped in this hellish place! However, before he can start to rejoice inside, he soon finds that it really is a lot farther from the autonomy he's so desperately craved.\n\n``Uuuggghhh~''\n\nReality is reintroduced as he body yet again moves on its own, lifting his face out of the surrounding pile of fetid feces, the human then turns over and around to kneel while facing the Skunk. She repositions her hands to the front and the glowing symbols and patterns on the walls miraculously fly right off following her movements. They quickly float and come together in front of her and form what looks like a high-tech, holographic console interface combining both the concepts of magic and science fiction into reality in a way that would have left Patrick in awe, were he not dealing with some awful business of his own.\n\n``HRK! Kh-uullggh~!''\n\nSeeing it again like this, so clearly with the vacant space where his head had been trapped, Patrick?s stomach is already churning more violently. 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Despite his complaints and disgust, it?s natural that the massive Beast woman?s entire bowel movement is going to end up inside of his one way or the other, thus he has no choice but to chew and savour her rancid poop for the third time in an effort to clean up all the fetid mess.\n\nMeanwhile, as the truly sickening sound of poop eating and retching fills the stall yet again, the Skunk is like a programmer in a fantasy setting, busily and professionally combing through the stall's firmware.\n\n``Hmm, hhhmm, hmmm, check... check...~?''\n\nHumming to herself, she makes the work seem easy, however her level of expertise is incredibly high, and for good reason too. Even if it?s the punishment of a supposed violent criminal, a proper murderer, it?s still imperative that the only discomfort and suffering the human endures is only caused by the waste of the countless Anthros that will use him. Sanity checking all the manual and automatic functions to ensure that they work properly, monitoring all the human?s health and physical fitness parameters such as strength, endurance and most importantly, making sure that all his senses function optimally, especially making sure that his senses of smell and taste are always at one hundred percent... or higher. Even basic things like temperature control of the stall are fully optimized to make sure that the only thing the human ever has to think or worry about is the smell and taste of Anthro shit being dumped into him at any point in time.\n\nThe level of technical expertise required to maintain this stall is incredible, of course it needs to be to match the sheer advanced level of technology built into the whole thing. Such an implementation dedicated solely to forcing someone into a life of a living toilet for Anthros is something that would be unthinkable before the Splice. The budget for it simply wouldn?t exist, much less the means. The amount of Magical Engineering and Programming that?s gone into creating this \"Prison\" is simply obscene, so it only makes sense that there?d be someone like Shelly assigned to its daily maintenance.\n\n\"That should about do it.\"\n\n``Hrk-khk~! Ulgh~'' SLLRK-LK~ ( ?//)?(//< )\n\nAnd damn is the Skunk good at her job, by the time the human is licking shit stains off the butt rests as the last of the poop slides down his throat, she?s already done. By the way, licking the seats are meaningless since for one, the stall automatically cleans, sanitizes and sterilizes it?s instruments and secondly, his tongue is shittier than the butt rests themselves. Anyway, as the Skunk breaks down the console, the resulting swarm of glowing glyphs and symbols spread all around the stall, seep and vanish into the walls, as well as the human?s body without him realizing. Only then does everything return to \"normal\".\n\n\"Reset, Optimized Defaults, Profile One.\"\n\n``Ugh!''\n\n\"Normal\" of course includes the human?s rightful place, as the binds on his body comfortably tighten to his form yet again, almost like they?re guiding his body that moves on its own back to his default position. The soiled butt rests retreat back into the floor where they?ll be properly cleaned and Patrick finds his head tilted back while facing the Skunk at the door yet again, kneeling with his mouth reopened by the stiffened ring that wriggles back into his jaws. The only thing that?s different from how he first woke up yesterday is the taste and horrendous stink of a manure tanker coming from his forced open mouth.\n\n\"Right, I?ll be back later tonight with the new arc-ware update. Uh, enjoy your second day, I guess.\"\n\nIt seems like the Skunk really doesn?t mean to use him after all. Oh how Patrick wishes he could feel relieved, however it?s not without good reason that everything has seemingly been reset to their defaults. For the moment the Skunk opens the door to leave, the human?s heart sinks and his eyes turn hazy as he catches a glimpse of multiple large, naturally non-human silhouettes waiting nearby the opened door. It seems as though the stall has been re-opened from the moment the Skunk entered and now there?s already people waiting to use him.\n\n? ?? )\n\nYet another Hyena, a striped one this time but just as vulgar as the first one to use him. That reminds him, the load that Hyena had left in the condom should still be on the ground nearby. Right now though, Patrick has a much worse type of load to be worried about as this Hyena pulls down both her ripped jeans and panties in one go. No cock and balls this time, however the sight of her ass as she turns around is no less scary, and it?s worse when it comes crashing down towards his face!\n\nBBBBRRRRPPFFFFRR~ PLOP! FFRRP-P-PRBRRRRRRFFT~\n\n``URRGHK~?!''\n\n??? ) ?*\n\nSo begins what is only the second day of duty, as a dense fog of vapid, putrid yellow fart gas drowns the tormented human?s face before a heavy ass smothers him entirely.\n\n``Yikes, might have to up his sturdiness some more if we want him to last around here.'' ( o 3 o) ~?\n\nEven the Skunk didn't expect to see a line already formed when she exited the stall, and before she could even get far, yet another large Anthro joins the growing queue. One would think that there are no other toilets available for miles, though, with word of the human toilet likely to continue travelling fast, there may as well not be.\n\nKRRKKLLKL~ ``GK-!'' SCHRK-KRLK-CHK-CH-KRKLK~\n\nBefore she leaves, the Skunk gets to confirm one of her updates working properly as a very controlled volume of noise begins leaking from the sealed stall, noises that would have those with iron bellies under threat of losing their breakfast. But for all the Anthros waiting in line, there's no better encouragement than the sound of a human suffering and struggling to choke down a violent bowel movement. As the ladies in line listen intently with their beastly hearing, Shelly is off to her next job. It's already obvious that she has her work cut out for her when managing this particular hunk of arcanology.\n\n***\n\nPatrick is lucky that Anthros lead normal lives, not too dissimilar from what he used to. Anthros having jobs, hobbies, interests and obligations is perhaps the only reason there isn't a constant mile long line of the Beasts waiting outside the stall to feed him their waste. Even then, the frequency of use is depressing, the human thought he?d had it bad yesterday, however he?s made to learn fairly quick that the first day was perhaps the most favourable things will ever be.\n\n``Huk-!''\n\nCHK-K-CHRKCHSCH-SKLRCH~\n\nThe creamy scat from the Hyena that first used him this morning has already been thoroughly digested, along with the fecal load of the other Anthro that came after her, a Golden Retriever sporting shimmering beauty and a grotesque bowel movement. Despite this, the human?s belly is at an obscene capacity, not a single Anthro to this point doing him the mercy of \"flushing\" the putrid waste they?d dumped down his throat. Seven layers total, of which, a great five layers of poop still remain, sat inside his stomach from yet five other different Anthros that came in after the first two. Seven layers of fetid feces of varying textures and consistencies, stacked atop each other to form a round poop lasagna resting with great weight on his knees.\n\nSoft, stiff, lumpy, chunky, squishy, wet, dry, hard, the conflicting sensations of so much heavy feces soaked in ample stale piss creates a disturbing feedback with the slightest movement on his legs churning the fetid waste inside of him, causing his whole body to shiver with his skin crawling. But of course, the worst part will always be the smell and the taste of it. Every single horrible barrage of farts, every moment of drowning in stale, steamy piss, every nightmarish instance of having his throat violently gouged open by thick and steamy logs, Patrick's memory has never been as clear as it is now, with a vivid experienced attached to every scent and flavour clinging to his senses. He can still hear every sinus-searing fart, feel every mouthful of tingly, frothy urine on his tongue and just thinking about every ass-gaping log, lump and glob of putrid Anthro poo almost makes him physically choke.\n\nIt?s been naught but a maddening experience so far, and all of it has happened in only the span of an hour and a half. Patrick didn?t think that having a clock available to know the time would be such a torture on his mind, like working a boring desk job but infinitely worse. Sucha clock hadn't even been there before the Skunk did her thing earlier, and how he wishes it wasn't, the crisp and clear digits taunting him with every hallucinated tick. To know that within less than two hours he?s been used so many times by Anthros of greatly diverse sizes, species and personalities, yet all with such putrid waste. And currently his view of said hateful clock is being blocked by what is already the eighth ass to defile his trapped face.\n\nKKRFK-GGGGGGRRRRGTGTGTGTT-T-TTTTRR~\n\n``RRGHHK-!''\n\nThe hot piss that she?d washed the walls of his soiled throat with gets blown deeper down his oral tract by the vicious, dense fecal blast as her gaping butthole wails in his mouth. As he chokes on her fetid gas, thick fumes spray from Patrick?s nostrils, sputtering free of her plump cheeks and whisking at the jet black fur of her doughy buns.\n\n``Mnf~''\n\nKKKKRRRFFF-KKKKKKRRRRBRP-P-P-PKRKRKRRRR~\n\nPatrick has never been a wildlife enthusiast of any sort, yet today alone the human has met a few exotic species that he probably never would have encountered if it were the same Earth before he was born. A Black Panther such as the one sitting on his face is still slightly rare to see even among Anthros, similar to Peahens like the one that ruined his mouth yesterday. It?s unfortunate though that the human?s experience with these exotic species so far has been nothing but horrible, unimaginably so.\n\nGGGGGKKRKRKRKK-KRR~ ``GHRK~!'' FFFRRRTTTRR-R-R-RRRKKRR-G-GGGGGGGRRRRRTTT-T-T~\n\n``Phew, bet that stinks.'' ( ~ y? ~ )\n\nHe can be certain that regular Black Panthers aren?t this gassy, the large cat lady smothering his face has been dumping the inside of his mouth with rotten vapor bombs for about five minutes at this point. It?s to the point that he?s now tasting more Panther farts than the shit of the Anthro that used him before this, and that?s saying something as he can still even taste the shit of the Golden from earlier. The taste of these Anthros? feces seem to stick to his senses so stubbornly, and the smell would probably do the same even if he weren?t constantly filled with the fetid dung that regularly releases vaporized shit gas back into his system.\n\n?////<)\n\nK-KRLK-K-K-SPRK-KRK-K-KRPKRP-PRK-K-KRLK-PRK~\n\n``GK-?!''\n\nFinally, the stuff prefaced by all that gas comes out, and it comes out so fast that Patrick almost chokes in shock! The consistency of the hot load that batters the inside of his defile mouth is pretty soft, not nearly as soft and buttery as the diarrhea Gwen had filled him with but soft enough that it cakes into every tight crevasse and corner of his mouth before the weight of the steaming feces bulges open his choking throat!\n\nEven after serving seven additional Anthros in the last two hours, having his mouth filled with poop is something Patrick just can?t get used to. Hot, thick, gooey globs batter into his tongue as his gullet opens up to siphon the streaming fecal mud. Solid and semi-solid chunks, and lumps can be felt in the creamy muck as the horrid taste zaps it?s way right to his brain. It?s almost like the farts they force him to swallow have little relation to the actual scat they dump into him as the intensity in the stench and taste is always worlds apart, in a bad way of course. It?s feel like his nose will melt off as a denser, darker body of shit fumes seep from his nostrils, bringing a fresh batch of tears to his eyes that somehow have yet to run out.\n\nThe same could be said about his tongue, where the actual scat is even hotter and the fetid, rotten flavour is intense enough to kill his tastebuds. But unfortunately the stubborn things just refuse to die!\n\nPRK-PK-PK-K-KRPKRP~\n\n``Phew, hnf~''\n\nPRK-KRPKRP-P-PRKRPK~ ``GK-!'' KRP-KLKKR-K-KRLKPRK~\n\nIt could be said that his throat is having an easier time than usual when gulping such creamy crap, however the flavour just tortures his taste receptors anew with each gulp causing more and more waste to drag along his drowned tongue. No matter how intense the smell or how rancid, putrid and rotten the taste, his senses seem to be fortified more than the rest of his body, or his mind that feels constantly on the verge of collapse but never gets there. His sense of smell operates at the maximum to pick up every hidden hint and essence in the farts and shit fumes that assault his nose. His tastebuds and receptors seem like immortal machines with the highest sensitivity, savouring every minute bit and chunk of waste that scribes his tongue even through the even worst taste of the creamy feces itself.\n\nWith every bowel movement consumed, the human is forced to realize yet again how thoroughly this experience has been orchestrated to make the rest of his life trapped here a living hell.\n\nGLK-SQURLK~ FFRRRRPPPK-K-KKRR~ KRPKRLK-K-KRLK~\n\nGRLNK-KRKCHK~ GLP-KRK-KSCHK~\n\nGRGHLGRGHK-KRK-GRLGHK~\n\nAh, at least there are some merciful additives, like the Autoflush function that finally kicks in for the very first time. Thank heavens for the Skunk resetting the defaults this morning as he would have very likely ended up in a state similar to yesterday, and he was really getting worried with it not kicking in despite how much poop he?d been filled with. However it seems the Panther?s creamy load was the straw that broke the camel?s back as the fetid shit and piss lasagna inside of him starts getting rapidly broken down. The sensation is just as horrendous as the manual flush, seeing as they do the same thing. And of course this causes some of the worst fermented fecal gas imaginable, formed from at least eight separate bowel movements, to build and ascend up the human?s throat!\n\nUUUUUURRRRRRRRKKK-K-PKKFFTTRR~\n\n``Whoa~!''\n\nIt seems like things will not go any further his way as the Panther pauses her hot poop shortly before this moment, allowing the worst gas the human has ever taste to properly fill his mouth and thickly spray out his nostrils! There?s likely not a worse way for Patrick to re-experience all the tormenting scents and flavours. As if each Anthro had left an imprint on his senses with their waste, the flavours and smells light up intensely as the gas is regurgitated all over his tongue and out his nose. Memories he can?t forget even if he wanted to are relived in even greater detail from the start of the flush all the way down to the end, like sucking the shit out of each Anthro's butts a second time! Eventually, his heavily distended belly has perfectly shrunk back to shape and none of the throat-swelling shit gas is left to be belched. And it?s only after the fact that the stuff staining the inside of his mouth and nostrils is finally cleared away, the human just can?t catch a break no matter what.\n\n``Shit, that startled me.'' ( o y^^^ o )\n\n``GRLGGHK~!''\n\n``Good thing you've got room for more now. Hng~!'' ( ? ? ? )!\n\nKRPKRP-PRK-K-KRLK-PRKK-KRLK-K-K-SPRK-KRK-K~\n\nCase in point, yet another volley of steamy, creamy poop is propelled out the Panther?s butt, splattering the entire inside of his mouth, all over his refreshed tastebuds, forcing him to savour the flavour like it?s brand new again. Not even half a minute after finally having his insides cleaned out, they?re terribly dirtied again as Patrick resumes gulping the Panther?s thick, creamy dung, his momentary relief as short-lived as the length of the line of Anthros waiting for their turn outside the stall. It?s never long after one enters the stall that at least one more large, Furry gal hops in to fill the space, bowels stuffed and eager to offload.\n\nEven in this, Anthros are similar to humans, a lot of them having nothing much to do in the day. Though, not many humans find such sport in waiting to take a fat, disgusting dump in a poor human toilet?s mouth.\n\nGLPNK-KRKCHK~ GLP-KRK-KSCHK~\n\n``GK-! HHRRRRRRRRN-GK-!''\n\n***\n\nNot every encounter is as forgiving on the human?s throat as a load of creamy poop. Far from it in fact, it?s more often than not that he's forced to swallow shits where a single log would struggle to go down the throat of the average altered person. And sometimes, it?s not actually poop that makes him feel like his throat will never recover its shape.\n\nSQUELCH~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' SLRRP-P~\n\nSometimes it?s the absurd sexual organs of so-called female Anthros with plenty of junk in both the back and the front. The sheer size, meaty heft and raw erectile power of an Anthro?s penis is something the human has already become very familiar with after only a single encounter yesterday. And that one experience seemed more than enough to turn his face into a certified breeding hole for any Anthro that would come after.\n\n? (>////?////<) ?\n\nSQUELCH~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! chk- FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~\n\nBreeding might be a cute word to describe the vulgar, oral violation that has the large furry woman huffing like the beast she is as she pumps her plump hips wildly. Finding Patrick?s bound form amidst the feral face rutting, the human is in the same position he normally is with his mouth open to receive hot dumps, except this time he?s receiving a Canine Anthro?s steaming prick from his forcefully gaped mouth, down his swollen throat and all the way to her fat tip constantly and harshly punching into his empty stomach.\n\nThe sheer size of her cock is as one would imagine, or maybe even bigger than one would imagine just looking at her size that?s almost comparable to the Rhino. After all, a Wolf is much bigger by nature than the few Dog Anthro's that have done their nasty business in his mouth in the last few hours. She?s leaning over him with her crotch positioned down into his face, the same direction she pumps her hips to slam her prick straight down his throat with nothing but his intense gagging resisting her plump and stiff girl meat. A pair of butt rests clearly too small for her fat ass cheeks are propped up besides Patrick?s head, and their only purpose this time is to give the large She-wolf something to hold on to while fucking his small face. She?s so into it that one of her large, clawed feet is in the air as she throw powerful downward thrusts into the choking human?s face hole.\n\nThis has been going on for a few minutes now and inside of Patrick is plenty of wolfen pre-ejaculate to replace all the scat, piss and other waste that had filled him just before she started mating with his mouth. And joining the runny, slimy precum is a different substance more cloudy and dense.\n\nSQQUUEERRLLK-KRRKCHK~ ``GRRRGHK~!''\n\nThere she goes again, Patrick?s teary eyes clench hard as they can while a loud gagging choke accompanies the Wolf?s extraction from his face. Is she done? Of course not, her nu?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????\n\n``Haaaaahhh~?''\n\nFinally the extra fat end of her cock audibly pops free of the human?s gaping mouth, leaving the poor bastard hacking and coughing with his mouth still trapped open as thick globs of saliva and precum splatter onto his soiled face covered in wolfen crotch sweat. And it?s here that the thing that was inside the human just now is on full display.\n\nGOK-GNK~! GOKUNK~!\n\nThe cock that had violently taken his oral virginity could be considered \"normal\" in terms of shape at least, however this one looks nothing like it. The tapered top with a plump, fleshy tip coming to a point, the top half more uniform in it?s absurd girth until it starts to get slimmer and cuts off into a large bold of stiffened girl meat plugging the entrance of a plump, hairless sheath. The intense red colour with barely noticeable veins throbbing, it?s the penis of a pure canine from tapered tip to the absurdly fat knot! Such is the grotesque, animalistic cock that had been reaming the human from mouth to stomach for the past few minutes. Just the thought of that thing being inside of him makes Patrick feel sick, though not as sick as the nasty stuff that?s been coating it the whole time!\n\nSSPPPPLLLRRRCCCHH~ GOKUNK! SSLLRRKL~\n\nThe human watches in despair as the thick coating gets reapplied to the large wolf cock that had been cleaned off inside his mouth. A familiar condom is held in the Wolf?s hand which she gently squeezes to allow a slimy, cloudy fluid to spurt out the hole burst into it. Just by doing that, the intense odour of jizz, day old, slightly stale Hyena jizz at that, wafts into the air already ripe with the stink of feral sex and wolfen musk. The condom full of ball snot that the Hyena left here yesterday had been completely forgotten about by the human, until the Wolf had the wicked idea of coating her prick in the aged cum before fucking his mouth. Apparently, while getting her cock soiled with poop is a no-go, coating someone else's smelly sperm sauce all over her red rocket was okay if it meant tormenting the human.\n\n? //// ?////?)\n\nSSQQUUEELLCCCHHH~ ``GGLLGGH~!'' ( ? )o( ? )\n\nWith yet another coat of viscous hyena ball snot slathered all over her prick, Patrick?s once again mouth accepts the soiled member from the tip, his mouth gaping wide on the contours of her prick and his throat rapidly swelling as she shoves herself back down into him despite all his desperate gagging, the tight, involuntary contractions of his throat only causing her fouled prick to throb harder in excitement. In this way, Patrick once more has the strong taste of aged Hyena cum smeared all over his tastebuds, the stink of it fuming his nostrils together with the crotch and ball musk of the She-wolf remounting his face. The foul substance and the oversized doggy dick find their way all the way back down until the fat, swollen, throbbing knot stops at his gaping lips.\n\nSCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' shchk- SLRRP-P~\n\n``Nf, huunnff~!'' ? ? (>////?////<) ? ?\n\nThen it?s right back into it, the Wolf accelerating her hips right into an intense facefuck that?s just resuming her mating after reapplying the special \"lube\". Ironically, the human has very little chance to care about the taste of aged hyena sperm getting literally scrubbed onto his tongue as the intense act of oral swabbing takes up every bit of his endurance. The Wolf woman is just as vigorous in her rut as before, nothing by the sheer size of her hefty knot limiting the length of her strokes and the depth which her cock gouges into the human?s body. Even then, her large hanging balls slam squarely into Patrick's chest with each thrust, leaving trails of stinking balls sweat running down the human's bondage by this point.\n\nThough it probably gets in way too far already, the impression of her prick not only gapes his throat but the tip can be seen punching into his belly from the outside. A nasty juice composed of human spit, wolf precum and stale hyena jizz leaks in frothy spittle from the human?s gaping mouth. The Wolf is as merciless as the Rhino that first christened his mouth and throat, she probably wouldn?t fuck her own lover so fiercely in the proper place like what she?s doing to the poor human toilet?s mouth. But it only makes sense as he really is nothing but a human toilet/human breeding mount at this point, a mere outlet for large beasts to vent their sickest proclivities. His mouth doing no talking and only receiving foul waste and engorged girl dicks is his new norm.\n\nGOKUNK~! SSSPPLLLRRRCCCHH-PLRT~ GOG-GUNK~!\n\nSQUELCHK~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! chk- FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SQURLKCHK~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' shchk- SLRRP-PLRKCHK~\n\nAnd plenty of stale cum too apparently. The Wolf keeps reapplying the hyena jizz every two minutes into the facefuck, making sure that the human has to constantly experience the brutal extraction and reinsertion of her whole cock as well as the renewing flavour of old hyena sperm. As though there aren?t others in line outside waiting to use the toilet, she just keeps going and going, as though trying to imprint the shape of her pulsating wolf penis in the human's mouth and throat in place of a urine marking. It?s to the point that the sperm inside of the old condom eventually runs out, and it seems like her aim was to keep going until then from the very start.\n\n``Hgh!''\n\nPLOP! GOKUNK~!\n\n``KRFHK~!''\n\nAll of a sudden the She-wolf grits her sharp canine as grips the butt rests so hard that they?d shatter from her sharp claws were they made of normal wood. Her fat wolf balls slap heavily into the human one last time as Patrick feels a great amount of her weight start to come down continuously on his face!\n\nSQURLK-K-SQUEERLKCH-K~\n\n``GHK!''\n\n``Guh, come on, open wide for it~!'' ! (?////?////?) !\n\nPatrick already prepared in his mind for this but it really meant nothing when it actually started to happen! The human has had his mouth gaped before but not quite like this, and with the wolf bearing down on him, there?s no way his jaws can resist the weight of a fully grown Anthro! Thankfully it?s nowhere near as painful as it looks, in fact there?s no pain at all, just the sensation of his face being torn a new one as the enormous knot gradually squelches past his lips and jaws until finally,\n\nSQQURRKK-KRLK- PWP!\n\n?///)X(///? )\n\n``Hoh-oh, f-fuck~!'' (? //?// <)\n\nGOK-! SQRLCHK~ GOKUNK~!\n\nThe human?s whole face swells like a balloon and becomes glued to the Wolf?s sweaty crotch! Her knot is incredibly stiff and absurdly bulky, even after changing the whole shape of his face, his throat is still more than half filled with the pulsating, hot bulb, to the point where even choking is a chore! And the pulsations only get more intense the moment it?s in, the act of knotting, oral or otherwise, sending a signal directly to the She-wolf?s churning gonads while her entire cock bucks like a raging bull!\n\nSSSSSSPLLLLLUUUUURRRRRTTTTTTT~\n\nBesides having his throat reamed, this is perhaps the most familiar sensation to the human, the feeling of an ejaculatory eruption going off right in his stomach. Her nuts clench until they?re round and stiff, the plump filling of seed gushing through her pipes lodged down his throat as her boiling load ballons inside of him, the volume of semen in no way resembling what?s normal for canines even with the difference in scale accounted for.\n\n? ? (? ////?//// <) ? ?\n\nSSSSPPPRRRRTTTT~ GOK-! SSSPPLLLLLRRRRRTTTT~\n\n``KRKF~!'' GRRLGHK~ GLK~\n\nAt this point the She-wolf?s clawed hands are pressed to the ground as she ejaculates in ecstasy, leaning over all the way until Patrick?s brutally knotted face is holding her up at the crotch while her long, thick legs drape limply on the other side, her long, sharp claws twitching in tune with her pumping balls. There?s no need for the human to swallow, his mouth knotted like a bitch?s pussy and the tapered end of her prick glazing his stomach in hot, thick, virile seed like it?s a starving womb. The swelling is almost immediate, his stomach quickly surpassing the large roundness of his knotted face and swelling with a wobble every time her stuffed balls clench.\n\nThere?s nothing much for the human to do but inhale the post-mating stench of her deep, warm crotch and suck on and savour her nut as she empties her whole load inside of him.\n\n``Hufff, hufff~'' ? ? (-////o////-) ? ?\n\nGOK-GUNK~! SSQQUUELCHK~ ``GK-!''\n\nHer balls already sufficiently spent, the Wolf lays with her tongue hanging out and panting softly as the orgasmic tingle makes her bushy tail fluff out. She?d easily stay just like this and go another round in a few minutes, however she has to remember that this is a public toilet and there are others waiting outside for their turn. So she gets up, the strength returning to her powerful wolfen legs as she arches her large back, pressing her fat sheathe deeper into the human?s knotted face until she grips hold of the butt rests again. As he gags and chokes on her knot, the temptation sets in thickly once more, however the She-wolf resists, putting force in her hands and clawed feet to yank herself up.\n\nSSKLLLKKCCHH-K~ ``GRGHK~!''\n\n``Huff, come on lil guy, just let me out.''\n\nCarefully now, although she doesn?t much care what happens to the human criminal, he is still state property and plus it will only be her loss if being too rough somehow ruins his mouth, even if it?s an infinitely small chance. Pulling up slowly, the choking human?s face is naturally still attached to her crotch and tries to go with it, however the straps holding him down are more than perfectly adequate in making sure he doesn?t go anywhere. The Wolf uses this to her advantage, barely resisting the irresistible gagging and choking of his mouth and throat as she pulls and pulls. Oh, the feeling of his puny, dull teeth grinding against her now even more sensitive knot, it gets harder and harder for her to pull out psychologically. However eventually, almost a minute of pulling leads to a satisfying extraction.\n\nPWP~! ``GH-HK-!'' SSSQQQQUUURRRLLLLCCCHHH~\n\n``There we go, that wasn't so bad~'' ( ^ ////?//// ^ )\n\nThe crisp pop that every Canine Anthro finds addicting, her plump hip suddenly jerks upwards as her swollen knot is dislodged from the living fuck hole that was once a human mouth. Immediately the human?s face is nowhere near as swollen, however he?s still gaped pretty extremely just by the girth of the rest of her fat doggy prick. The way his throat squelches and squirms on her red rod is a tantalizing call to pop herself right back into his face, however the She-wolf exercises discipline once again and pulls out all the way.\n\nHer prick slurping free of his tight orifice causes her balls to clench a final time, launching a thick, slimy sperm loogey backed up in her urethra down in his mouth and causing the human to almost choke as it strikes the back of his throat! As he?s gagging on the fresh mouthful of her raw spunk, the She-wolf, Miranda, slowly turns around.\n\nGOKUNK~ GOK-KNGK~\n\n``K-HK! KKRF-KHK~!''\n\n``Not gonna lie, you've got a better pussy on your face than most bitches got between their legs.''\n\nIs that supposed to be a compliment? Patrick already feels terrible as is, however the human is only made to feel worse as he opens his eyes to see the other side of the Wolf this time, her backside, her fat furry ass with long bushy tail raised such that her bright pink pucker can stare him down right in his freshly fucked face.\n\n? ? ? )\n\nAh... why couldn?t she shit in him first and then flush him?\n\nPLOP!\n\nIt?s not like he doesn?t already know the answer. After all, this isn?t even the first, second, or even the third time that an Anthro has fucked his face just to dump a steaming load down his belly full of sperm.\n\n``Aaaahhhhh~?''\n\nKKKKKRRRRR-KKRRFFFFRRRRRRP-P-PPRPRTTT-T-TTRR~\n\n``UHK! GRRGHK~!''\n\nHow is he supposed to savour the taste of their waste otherwise?\n\n***\n\nCorn, who doesn't like corn? Patrick himself did enjoy eating corn a lot.\n\n``HURRRGHK~!''\n\nUntil today that is, especially since the Bunny girl that just left a present in his belly seemed to absolutely love the stuff. At least that's the human's impression, judging by the sheer amount of it she?d left inside his mouth, and down his throat, and fermenting inside of his belly. Her poop has so much bits of seeds and nuggets of other food scraps, that apparently even Anthro's stomachs sometimes struggled to digest. Semi-soft poop but with a skin-crawling consistency, he can feel shit corns still wedged into the creases between his teeth, stuck to his gums and even some clinging stubbornly to the walls of his throat. They're especially visual among the pale green smears and stains left behind by her rancid scat. Not that there's ever a good experience when it comes to eating poop, but some kinds really are just extra awful in their own ways. The fact that he can even taste the very slight sweetness in the corns only makes things worse rather than better.\n\nTruly, truly awful.\n\n\"Hi there~!\" (???^?^)\n\n``GREEGHK-?!''\n\nSpeaking of awful.\n\nEven if there wasn't shit currently in his mouth, just hearing her voice resurfaces memories than makes his stomach churn. It?s yet another Bunny, like the one that left his reeking mouth peppered with bright yellow flecks and nuggets amidst soft, light green feces. Her petite build with her big head and fuzzy, floppy bunny ears. Her voice melodious and sweet as she greets the human toilet in undisguised glee. None of it is a good sign to the human who?s already suffered greatly from her deceptive demeanour. She was one of the very first to use him and one that'd left a notable impression on him despite his tastebuds having experience even worse atrocities since then!\n\nDammit, how is she back already despite having shit in him just yesterday?!\n\n\"I forgot to introduce myself yesterday huh? I?m Clarisse, it was very nice to meet you~.\"\n\nThe Bunny perks up her plump ass behind her and audibly smacks her perky cheeks with both hands as she emphasizes the last few of her words. Her personality seems to have gotten even more twisted in the short time since he'd seen her, as though her kind and somewhat docile personality she showed at the start was nothing but pure fabrication. The smug smirk on her face as she taunts the human gives her naught but the image of a little devil that gets nothing but satisfaction from his suffering.\n\n\"Wow, I guess word's been getting around huh?\"\n\nShe puts a finger to her perky lips, tilts her head and lets her ears flop to the side as she observes Patrick?s state without even trying to hide her amusement. She doesn?t even know the half of it, she really, really doesn?t know the half of it. The swollen state of his stomach that makes one wonder the sheer weight of the poop filling him. The colour of his face that makes one wonder what his original skin colour is supposed to be, the result of the many asses that have sat upon him and the many crotches that have slammed into his nose over the course of the day. The Autoflush feature unfortunately doesn?t do anything about what?s staining his face unlike what the Full Flush does. The human has been smothered in more musky female Anthro asses than the total pairs of panties that have been pulled down in front of him so far, and each one has engrained the story of their pungent odours into his soiled skin. As for his insides, it?s a scary tale best left untold, just the view of the inside of his mouth as it currently is, radiating a dense, putrid miasma of fecal stink, makes the Bunny all the more thankful that she learned her lesson the first time about leaving her sense of smell turned off before entering the stall.\n\n\"Mmm, man, I bet I could get you to flush if I took a shit in you right now.\"\n\nThe Bunny uses her soft, fluffy rabbits feet to tap on the human?s bloated belly, quickly pulling her foot away after one tap because of the nasty sensation of all the poop packed inside.\n\n\"But, too bad, you?re not getting any of my steamy butt duds today.\" ( ?o?)\n\nAt least by now the human has more than learned his lesson when it comes to trusting an Anthro?s words. Instead of eating her poop today, the human expects that he'll be eating it on another day when there?s even more of it and when it?s even more putrid. He knows that thinking about it will just be bad for his mental health, since he already knows that there's nothing he can do to stop it, however, not thinking about it is even harder when he's already thoroughly experienced so much over the course of a couple days.\n\nUnfortunately, it seems like this preconceived, ``worse future'' will come much sooner than he'd hoped.\n\n\"Instead you?ll get to be the first human toilet that my friend gets to use!\"\n\n(p? ? ?)p\n\n\"?!\"\n\nFriend?\n\n\"Can I come in now?\"\n\nAt first expecting yet another Bunny to use him in her place, Patrick is immediately taken aback. For while the new voice he hears seems soft and docile, the direction it comes from seems to be much higher than that of the furry short stack standing proudly in front of him!\n\nCLOP~! CLOP~!\n\nA very slight tremor passes to him through the floor, and an even more intense shiver of startlement rocks Patrick?s body as his eyes pop open wide and even his pupils contract. The human hasn?t been jump-scared this bad since he encountered the Skunk this morning, not even the sight of the fat knots some canine Anthros have plugged down his throat has made him lose his composure to such a degree!\n\n\"Uhm, nice to meet you?\" ( ? 3 ?)\n\n``ULTHUULGH~! UUULLGGHH~!''\n\n\"That's a weird thing to say considering what you're about to do to him. See look, he's already freaking out.\" ( ?? ? ? )?\n\nEntering the stall, she casts a shadow large enough to almost block out the light coming through the open door, despite her seeming reserved as though trying to shrink herself down, there?s absolutely nothing that can be done about her stature that could easily give the Rhino a run for her money! No, she?s even larger than the dreaded Rhino in fact, while the latter?s plump and thick body was slightly toned and muscular, everything about this Anthro is just purely plump and thick. Her staunch, gaudy legs covered in light cream fur, complete with a pair of large hooves of a contrasting dark brown like polished leather boots. The span of her hips is ridiculous, to the point she?d easily not fit in a regular public stall. The trunk of her mid-section meaty and thick, leading up to her surprisingly modest breasts. \"Modest\" in this case is purely from the perspective of her species, for while her tits are huge with a capital `H' from a human?s perspective, they?re understandably below average for a Bovine Anthro!\n\nYes indeed, a full sized Cow Anthro, such is who has Patrick so worked up. And it?s not at all because of the thick and sturdy bull horns jutting from her head despite being a clear Heifer, and she?s even missing the large bulge of her crotch that would usually scare his holes tight. No, Patrick is of course worked up in fright for the exact same reasons as this morning when he encountered the Skunk. The mere thought of what a bonafide Bovine Anthro could do to a human toilet such as himself is enough to make him reevaluate what he's already been through!\n\n``UULLHHTTUULGHTH~!''\n\nClearly the human still has yet to be fully resigned, for encounters such as these causes him to become animated with frightful pleas, desperate to expressed his distress in whatever verbal and physical way that he can! Anything but Skunks and Cows, he?d take ten Wolves, twenty Bunnies, even two Rhinos back to back before he allows his insides to be decimated by such a large Bovine!\n\n( *? D *? ) =3\n\nClarisse stifles an amused snicker at the human?s animated yet hopeless protests where he can?t even form coherent words with his forced open mouth full of corny bunny shit as nasty as her own. It?s an even better reaction than what she?d expected when she thought of bringing her best friend Emily to use him. Without even realising it herself, the Bunny?s once kind personality is becoming more twisted in sadism ever since first encountering this scumbag of a human toilet. Her friend on the other hand still seems true to her shy personality that doesn?t at all match her great size.\n\n\"Ugh, maybe I should just keep staying at the old apartment.\"\n\n\"Oh come on Em.\"\n\nHaving seen her expected reluctance, the Bunny once more starts to persuade her shy friend. The reason she suggested this isn?t entirely because it'd be funny as shit. It would be better for Emily in the long term, who?s currently forced to rent at an expensive apartment complex designed for her specific `needs'. Her place comes with reinforced toilets made to handle the kind of bowel movements her and those like her can produce. One of the untold reasons that human toiletry has become not only less ostracized but even accepted and encouraged in the current society is as a result of this. Implementing magical effects into living beings is leagues easier and more efficient than doing so with inanimate objects, even with today?s advanced practices of arcane engineering. Living beings simply have a much greater natural affinity for mana, as can be seen in Patrick himself whom, despite only being human, can integrate more magical formulas and programs in his body than a regular mage?s staff.\n\nIt would be great if there were one or two human toilets living in Emily?s apartment that could handle a large Bovine like herself, it would surely bring her rent down. However with things as they are, Clarisse came up with this idea after her experience yesterday; having the Bovine move to an apartment that?s not only within the same complex as herself, but is obviously cheaper and best of all, is within vicinity of the free permanent human toilet provided by the country! There?s quite literally no downsides! Well, for everyone except the human toilet that is!\n\n\"It?s just that, you know how my... poops are.\" (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>\n\nTrue to her looks, the Cow girl seems to be a gentle giant, hesitant to inflict untold horrors onto another living being. At least Patrick is still considered human in the eyes of someone. Or maybe her shy personality is just a facade to let his guard down, or maybe she just has yet to be tainted like her friend. And it seems like said friend is intent on making the gentle giant as twisted in the head as she is.\n\n\"Just look at him, if he can handle all that then I?m sure he can take what you can dish out, maybe.\" ( o 3? o)\n\nThis damn, rotten Rabbit!\n\n\"Besides, it?s not like they locked this guy up here by accident.\"\n\n``ULGH!''\n\n\"Uhm, I guess you?re right, that would be crazy if something like that were to happen. Like, can you imagine?\" (? )^^^( ?)\n\nTheir dialogue make the human want to scream, however at this point, with his mental fortitude shaved down to dust and rubble, all he feels now is the tingling fear of what?s about to happen as the Bovine becomes convinced, finally turning around to put her oversized lethal weapon right in his horrified face! Her ass is even bigger than the Rhino?s, her gargantuan cheeks overwhelming enough that he feels smaller in their presence! In the midst of this, the Bunny orders a Full Flush which immediately fills the human with the usual barrage of disgust as his insides violently churn the accumulated waste. Clearly she wouldn't want her best friend to sit on something so disgusting as his face, so while his insides clear out to his horror and discomfort, layers of caked up filth and grime gradually disappear from the human's face. It's a ticklish sensation, however the human is too wary to close his eyes as the Cow girl reaches behind and starts slipping her soft leggings off her derriere.\n\nThe natural colour of her fur spills out, the incredible shape of her ass maintained just by the plump, bouncy, springy, meatiness of her cheeks. Any other human probably would have stared in awe and even reverence at such a world class butt of a Bovine Anthro, however Patrick has seen enough furry asses by now to be traumatized, even disregarding the whole human toilet aspect that?s been nothing but hell. And already this looks to be a worse hell than even what he?s endured thus far. Just by slightly bending over to slide her pants of her massive thighs, the Bovine's cheeks peek open to show what is hands down the scariest butthole the human has laid his eyes on to date.\n\nA puckered anus like a fattened donut wrapped tightly in thin, glossy leather until it forms deep wrinkles sinking into the even deeper centre of the clenched hole. Having been thoroughly conditioned to measure the wideness of buttholes with his own face as reference, the human worries that his whole head could pop up in her shitter if she sits on him hard enough! An ass hole like that looks like it was designed specifically to clog even the most robust and industrial of toilets, this is the first time the human genuinely has to wonder if any amount of magic could allow a human toilet like himself endure what?s about to happen. At the very least, it?s doubtful if his mind can endure!\n\n``ULLGHTH~! UULLGH-GGLTH~!'' CHHEEK-KLK~ CRRCH~\n\n\"Just, don?t bail on me if anything goes wrong okay?\"\n\n\"Oh trust me, I wouldn?t miss it for the world.\" ( ? ?? )\n\nThe Bovine seems to purposefully ignore the sounds of struggle coming from the human?s bounds, meanwhile the Bunny couldn?t be more satisfied as she looks between her large friend?s legs to see the worsening look of horror on the bastard?s face as he tries and fails to back his face away. Rather than escape, two of the largest butt rests to date spring up near his face, once again making his small head looked dwarfed as though trapping him in place psychologically instead. Funny enough, his face warped in horror resembles the Cow?s fat anus as it sits appropriately in between the cheek shaped rests. And it?s not long before it?s made to meet the real thing.\n\nThe bindings creak and rattle more intensely as the Bovine slowly sits down, her steady pace as a result of her meek personality only worsening the human?s torture as her ass spreads further over his face that can?t retreat a single inch. As her cheeks spread open, so does the human?s mouth, gaping to match the absurd size of that horrifying pucker much like it did yesterday. A dense bovine butt musk washes him, almost making him cough up shit corns as he inhales from fright.\n\nPLOWMPF~\n\n``FLF~!''\n\nHaving his face literally engulfed in ass is nothing new, at least half of the Anthros that have used him today were able to make his small head and face completely disappear up their butts. This kind of weight is something the human has only experienced one other time though. Unlike the Rhino?s build that?s more on the firmer, slightly muscular side, the Cow girl is more tender and bouncy. Her ass cheeks don?t even need to tense to completely trap and compress his head, the sheer mass and volume of them are more than enough. And despite the butt rests doing a lot more work this time and holding this gargantuan ass at the proper height, the contact with the Bovine?s ass hole is just as intense as when it was mostly his face holding the Rhino?s weight!\n\n``THLF, MLF~!''\n\nHer butthole is just so plump and fleshy that it?s tightly moulded to his features, the hot, bare, leathery skin etching the thick anal wrinkles into his chin, cheeks and forehead. The meaty pucker completely dampens even the twitching of his facial muscles, rather, any movement made by his head at this point is actually caused by the natural flexing and twitching of her anus itself as it sticks to his face like an octopus' suction pad. It feels like radial wrinkle markings will be left on his face after the Cow is done using him, but Patrick's main concern currently is the stink flowing into his nose!\n\nOf all the buttholes he?s been forced to huff today, there?s been not a single one that hadn?t smelt awful. Be that as it may, the fetid, earthy eggyness filling his nostrils is more thick and dense than what he?s used to. Maybe it?s because of the shape of her fat shit hole that has his nose trapped in the deep sink in the centre, every huff of a breath he takes while his mouth is plugged by anal meat is just downright revolting. And if there?s one thing Patrick?s come to learn after all this time, it?s that stinky buttholes and stinky farts go hand in hand.\n\n``ULGHF~!''\n\n``So? Feels good right?''\n\n\"It?s more... comfortable than I thought.\"\n\nIt?s no surprised that any distressed squeals the human lets out is smothered to be so negligible that even the Anthros with their excellent hearing easily ignore it. Instead, Emily is surprised at the level of comfort of this human toilet. One would think that sitting such a massive butt down on something so small like the human?s head would be uncomfortable to say the least, the human actually wasn?t the only one worried about his head ending up inside the Cow girl?s rear. But even without taking the supportive butt rests into consideration, his head fit so nicely up her ass it's like it was made for it. Particularly, the way her butthole conforms to his face. She'd definitely been tense at first, however, quickly relaxing allowed her pucker to settle nicely on his almost mushy human face, the most protruding part that is his nose finding purchase right in the centre of her large shitter. One could say that he ass hole is like a mask worn by the human's face while it's more like his face is a perfect place to rest her funky pucker.\n\nIt feel so natural in fact that her butthole reflexively flexes and winces, intimately smooching the poor human's face as though to rub in its natural stink. Of course he wails in protest, however, even more than usual, his voice can hardly make it far past the plump anal muscle, much less the hundreds of pounds of pure Bovine Anthro perched on his head.\n\nWhether Emily even realizes it, she's already having a better opinion of the human's face over the ultra-heavy duty toilet back at her apartment...\n\n\"Just think of him as a normal toilet and let it out like you normally would.\"\n\n\"Mm, okay.\" ( o //^^^//o )\n\nBe that as it may, Emily still has some inner reservations about what comes next. Having rocked this massive dump truck her entire adult life, the Heifer knows better than anyone the things this ass can do. At least in her opinion, it may very well be a crime to inflict such horrors on another living being, even in this case where the other party is an actual criminal. In the first place, there's the question of if he can even handle it, she's already sceptical of whether even the purpose built toilets at home can endure the full potential of her butt. For this reason, the Bovine decides that even if she's still going to do it, she'll try to hold back like she's already accustomed doing.\n\nUnlike the current Bunny, Emily really is a sweet and gentle girl at heart. Unfortunately, such kindness doesn?t always work in the best interest of all those involved.\n\nSKWRK~ SQUNK~\n\n``ULK-!''\n\nPatrick is shivering inside and out, he can already tell what?s coming by the way the Cow?s plump pucker stickily kisses his face as it tightens and flexes on him. There?s nothing that can be done about it, all he can do is endure what will surely be among the worst gas he?s inhaled to date. The human tightly braces himself, expecting the massive cow?s rear end to blast him at least as bad as the Rhino?s did. However,\n\nFFFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSRFFRFFFF~\n\nInstead he's greeted by the unexpected, a \"small\" hiss that caresses his face as the large anus peeks open and flows on his mouth, nose and cheeks. It?s so unexpected that for a moment the human is startled, it?s the smallest, gentlest fart he?s had in his face so far, and it?s from the largest Anthro to use him to date! Sure, the heat of it is crazy, however, perhaps his fear got the better of him-\n\n``HHHHNNNNNFFFFFF- GHK-! URGHK?!''\n\nThat miniscule moment of pleasant surprize is instantly vaporized, together with any mucus in his nose, the moment he breathes in what?s blowing onto his face!\n\n~FFFFFFRRRRRRRFFFFFSSSSSSFFSFFRRRSS~\n\n``KHRK! HHHHHNNNNNNNNFFFF~! GHK-!''\n\nThat?s insanely foul! Like rotten eggs and sour cheese mashed into a puddle of blackened mud! The powerful stench immediately makes up for the lacking intensity and the volume of the fart, the horrid stench directly pierces his brain as he inhales against his will, tears wetting his smothered eyes as his whole body jumps from the intense olfactory feedback! The human has inhaled countless farts from so too many Anthros, and while every single one?s flatulent butt could melt paint off walls, he hasn?t smelled gas this bad since yesterday! It?s farts with a foulness on part with a certain Peahen?s pre-diarrhea farts, just more eggy and earthy! Of course he?d struggle, there?s no way he could fight his body?s natural reaction even if he?s chained down. But even if his torso and limbs rattles, his head so properly wedge up the large Beast girl?s naked ass doesn?t move and inch. His lungs swell as he?s forced to inhale whatever comes out of her puffy pucker. And as Patrick is suffering mentally from the horrible smell, soon he?s made to suffer more physically as what started as a soft and smooth, gentle fart rapidly becomes less so!\n\n``Mmmnnnn~'' ( > /// x /// <)\n\n~FFFFFRRRRSSSSP-P-PPPRRRRFFFFRRRR-PSSSSP~\n\nTwo seconds into the gassing, when the smell has been pummelling the human?s brain, the sound of farting intensifies, together with the flow rate of the gas out the Cow?s beefy butt! The swelling of Patrick?s lungs noticeably increase as his seemingly invincible nose hairs start to tip and bow. Eventually, the volume becomes enough that he?s forced to inhale faster, harder, just to match the volume of gas while the Cow?s anus gradually gapes wider! His facial muscles get massaged by the plump pucker as it spreads open, very soon the human?s lungs have expanded to as much as they can take, not nearly as much as his stomach but enough that he has no choice but to exhale!\n\n~FFFFRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRRRRPP-P-PPPPRRRFF~\n\n``HHHHHHFFFFFF~! KHUK-! HHUUNNF! FFHHHHNNNNNNFF~! GGHHRGHK~!''\n\nThe exhale is more quick and intense than the inhale, his body expelling a much lesser quantity of ``purified air'' in the shortest amount of time after his lungs have absorbed much more dense fart particulate than any tiny amount of oxygen. It?s enough that a flatulent noise is made as his orifices blow a heavy raspberry into the Cow?s shitter, causing her to moan slightly as incredibly dense billows of rich, muddy green gas finally blows out her cheeks past the human?s hot and smothered, tightly wedged face. At the same time, the actual fart noise made by her pucker is much more audibly, the gas coming out so fast at this six second point that it vibrates her anus on the human?s face, the human who?s greedily sucking up even more of the putrid, rotten bovine flatulence into his system!\n\nTwelve seconds in and Patrick is still huffing and gasping for dear life, as if the poisonous cow farts are the desperate oxygen he needs after being trapped underwater for hours! At this point the human has filled and emptied his lungs with pure cow gas twice, and currently his lungs and stomach are filling even faster than before! What started out as the gentlest and smoothest fart the human has ever inhaled has somehow turned into one of the louder and more voluminous ones to date, as it the smell isn?t damning enough! And the worst part is that the Cow?s pucker only seems to be gaping more and more on his face, as if the flatulent outburst still has steam behind it!\n\n~FFFFFRRRF-F-FRRRRRPPPPPRRFP-FP-FPPRRRFFP-P~\n\n? ^^^ ?)\n\n~PPPRR-BBBBBRRRRRRTTT-T-TTTRRRPRPPRRFTTT-T-T~\n\n``ULGHK! HHHHHUUUUUUUFFF~! HHUNNF! FFFFFHHHNNFFF~!''\n\n``Oh my god...'' ( ? _ ?)\n\nOnly now can what she?s letting out be considered a proper fart for a thick Bovine such as herself. Emily really tried at first, and she?d succeeded for a time, however once the Cow gets a fart going, there?s only so much she can do before her plump shithole starts belching like the spout of a locomotive. The sound of her vibrating anus rapidly clapping against the human?s smothered face is even more intense than the sound of gas slipping out her doughy ass cheeks. With no other choice, the Bovine just continues to relieve herself of the voluminous flatulence, taking in the relief as though to distract herself from the suffering of the human who?s insides she?s poisoning and polluting with her vile gas.\n\nPatrick?s lungs have never worked so vigorously, the sheer amount of fetid particulate he?s absorbing from the colossal amount of gas is enough that his lungs are probably dyed a rotten, muddy green by now. The human feels his mind slipping away as he huffs and huffs, desperate, with seemingly no end. From the eighteen second mark on, his face has been getting flogged by one of the most intense farts he?s endured yet, a steamy, hellish deluge of pure, hot, fetid cow gas the likes of which would put an entire pasture of regular cattle to shame. Finally, at the twenty-six second mark,\n\n~SSFFRRR-FPRP-PRP...FPRPSST-T-TRR~\n\n``Phew~'' (-////o////-)\n\nThe head-battering flatulent outburst finally experiences a sharp drop in intensity. The Cow?s anus that had opened up enough to almost swallow his face entirely finally starts to clench close. Greasy, sticky residue all over his face from the prolonged fart make for a more intense facial massage as the hotter, moister inner anal walls slide and grind on his features, finally squeezing shut with a nasty sound over the tip of his nose that feels like it?s been steamed red in the fetid waste. All that?s left is the hot, thick wrinkles of the plump bovine butt hole mashed into his soiled features.\n\n``KHK.. GHK!''\n\n\"Holy smokes Em, how the hell did you even do that?\"\n\nEven if girls often go to the bathroom together, actually being in the same stall when one or the other does their business is another thing entirely. Needless to say, it would be weird if the Bunny had accompanied her much larger friend to take a dump at any time before now, this is Clarisse?s first time witnessing for herself the horrors of what Emily?s bovine rump can do. The things she?s heard no longer seems like an exaggeration, she hadn?t counted but that was a longer fart than the Bunny thought was possible even for a fellow Anthro. The air all around them now has a murky green discolouration and even the temperature has risen by a full degree or two. But looking up at the ceiling of the stall, the Bunny?s ears droops in awe as she watches the dense mass of leaked flatulence accumulated above. One can only imagine how horrid the smell must be, it?s to the point that she watches the stall backup filters kick in in real time to neutralize the accumulated gas.\n\n\"Ugh, see now why I can?t use a regular toilet?\" (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>\n\nThe Bovine squeezes her meaty legs together while drooping her own ears with flush embarrassment. Letting out that kind of fart with her friend sitting right on her lap is bound to be embarrassing no matter the circumstances.\n\n\"Oof, I don?t know if you should be using human toilets either.\"\n\n``Kh... mrrghh~...''\n\n\"Damn, is he okay?\" ( ? * ?)\n\n\"I-I hope so.\" ( ; ? //D// ?)\n\nAfter a fart like that, Clarisse can?t blame the human for seeming like a dying animal with his head stuck up the Cow?s stank rear end. As though the fart had completely sapped him of all his energy and intoxicated him at the same time, the human?s body weakly jerks and twitches. But of course, the Bunny can?t fathom the half of it.\n\n``Uuurgh~... ghghk...''\n\nPatrick?s agony is not one that can be compared to mere physical suffering or exhaustion, it might not be an exaggeration to say that the fart has truly intoxicated him with the sheer potency and concentration of the gas. It?s clear now more than ever that the Skunk had done more than mere \"maintenance\" this morning. She?d probably changed something in the code or script or magical whatever it was that?s running the stall and controlling his actions. He?d been forced to inhale big farts before, though the others now seem inadequate compared to the Cow?s, however each time he?d simply inhaled as much as he could and spilled what he couldn?t. The desperate huffing, inhaling and exhaling that he did this time has caused a much greater volume of gas to flow into and throughout his system, that and the sheer amount let out by the Bovine?s rear end. It feels like enough gas had been pumped into him to paint his inside in the vile, rancid colour, the stench filling his nostrils like dense smoke, the taste etched as a greasy flatulent residue on his tongue, completely ruining the cleanliness he'd gained from being flushed.\n\nTime and time again Patrick is forced to realize that no matter how many farts he inhales, how much poop he?s fed, there?s always ways that his torment can be worse than the last time.\n\n``... uhk...''\n\n\"Oh no, maybe this was a bad idea after all?\"\n\n? ? ? ?;)?\n\n``Uuuhhhmmm~'' \n\n``And it's not like they put a limit on who could use him, I'm sure there are gonna be even bigger girls than you and other Cows using him in the future, so he's definitely built to last.''\n\n\"Hhmm, I guess that makes sense....'' ( o ^^^ o )\n\nThe Bunny can only hope that her own words prove to be true as she?s the last person that knows anything about this monolith of a contraption. After all, yesterday was her very first time encountering one and she even only found out what it?s called when she searched it up after using it yesterday, an LTIM (Living Toilet Incarceration Module). She can only guess that there?s a lot of special sauce in the works to make sure that the human toilet is able to endure such a punishment. It?s meant to be publicly used by Anthros after all, knowing her own kind, the Bunny doesn?t believe that a regular human toilet would be able to last even a few days being used the way this one is meant to be used, especially if it includes large Cow girls like her own friend, who?s farts she now knows to be even deadlier than she previously imagined!\n\nOf course, the Bunny?s guess is spot on, much to the misfortune of Patrick who would rather be put out of commission right now than endure even a second more of this kind of torture!\n\n\"Muu, just don?t go bailing on me if anything goes wrong, okay?\"\n\n\"I would never.\" ( ?y??)?\n\nEspecially since there?s no way she?d miss watching the human suffer under the Bovine?s massive butt, the butt that soon tenses again to the human?s demise!\n\nSKWRK~ SQUNK~\n\n``Khk-ughk?!''\n\nPatrick seems to suddenly regain his energy again to panic as he feels the massive ass cheeks firm up around his trapped head, the fat, steaming bovine shitter and puckering smooching into his face, ready to deliver yet another death blow.\n\nSFSFFFF-F-FFFFFRRRRFFFFFRRFSSSSSFFF~\n\n``GHUUURRGH~!''\n\nHis whole face physically heats up while it feels like his senses are being scorched by the poor concentrated stink of the Bovine's gas. On has to wonder how even a big girl like her can let out so much gas at once, even if it's let out slow at first, the human's lungs very soon have to pick up the pace as though panicking!\n\n``Hhhnnnmmf~'' ( > ^^^ < )\n\n~FFFFFRRRRRPP-P-P-PPRPRPRPRPPPFFPPPRRRRRR~\n\n``KHUURGHK! HHHHHUUUUUUUNNNFFF~! FFHHUURRF! FFFFFHHHHNNNFFF~!''\n\n? ~ )\n\nNot even visiting a hundred manure farms beforehand would have prepared him for how bad the Anthro Cow's farts are. Her anus is so large that the gas gets stuffed into his open mouth without even trying, his tongue feel like it's getting cooked and they are probably better off that way for the pure taste of bovine flatulence that soaks into his raw tastebuds is depressingly fowl! The dense earthiness is easily the most pleasant quality of the stench, the intense, pungent eggyness combined with the sour, rancid taste like chewing on mouldy shoes worn by a hobo for a year is much more diabolical! And then there's a taste he can almost barely recognise, the flavour of vegetables, a flavour that's immediately far less recognizable after said vegetables have been broken down and rotted in the bowels of the Anthro version of Earth's worst greenhouse gas producer!\n\n~GGGRRRTTT-T-GGGGRRRRT-T-TTRRRRRRPP-P-P-PPRRR~\n\n``KHRK! HHHHHHNNNNNFFFFHHHRRRRR~! GUHK!''\n\nThe poor human can't hope to begin to regurgitate the gas, even if his actions weren't being controlled. His tongue takes a sickening hot bath right below her spewing anus while the pressure of release reaches a point where his throat noticeably swells. Rather than inhales the gas, it starts being physically pushed down into him by her relieving bowels, his stomach swelling uncontrollably with the creamy pestilence as though substituting for his lungs that can only take so much at a time! Like this the poor human is forced to choke on and literally savour the horrendous results of the massive Cow girl's digested diet for an agonisingly long time, both drinking and huffing the fumes straight out of her butt until it feels like his mind will turn to mush by the time she's finally done, with what is only the second fart she's let out yet.\n\n``Khk... huuurrghh~...''\n\n``Huff, at, at least he's still conscious.''\n\n``Yeah... I bet he wishes he wasn't...'' (? )^^^( ?)\n\nIt doesn't even feel like he can retch properly as his otherwise jerking head is head stiff at the face by her steaming, meaty clenched anus. Her flatulence pestilence rots his mind and perhaps even his body from the inside as his agonised gags and chokes of desperate protests are dispersed by the wrinkles of her fat, smothering shitter.\n\n\"Ah, I?ve still got plenty of gas but, should I start pooping now?\" ( o ~ yo)\n\nEven with having already tortured the poor thing with two full servings of her sickening gas, Emily still shows some slight hesitation to do her business for real. Part of it is of course because things will get seriously ugly when she actually does start dumping and she still doesn?t know for sure if she could put another living being through that. At the same time, if she is going to do it, it would be better to start right away. With the amount of gas that naturally brews in her guts and the sheer scale of her bowels movements, letting out all of her farts AND taking a full fat dump into the living toilet would take an amount of time that'd be uncomfortable when considering those still waiting for their turns outside. It's only the human's second day of service after all, there's bound to be way too many people eager to try him for the first time and she'd hate to be a bother.\n\nThough realistically speaking, none of those outside would mind her taking as long as she needs. The well-known ``capabilities'' of Bovine Anthros like Emily and the shared desire to have the human suffer grants Anthros like the Cow special privileges whether she realizes it or not. In actuality, the Bovine is still trying to procrastinate on feeding the human her awful waste.\n\n\"Actually, let?s do it tomorrow instead.\" ( ~ ?~)\n\n\"Oh, okay.\"\n\nWith that, Emily is slightly relieved inside that she could at least put it off for another day, completely unaware that she?s only going to make things worse for the human, as per the malicious Bunny?s intentions. At the same time, the human, who?d barely heard their conversation over the slight fart-blast-induced ringing in his head, is also aware that he?s only being spared the stick to be beaten with an iron rod later down the line. But at this moment, Patrick is just relieved that the Cow?s fetid farts, despite being the worst he?s huffed today, are the most he has to deal with. Or so he initially thinks, still unable to absolve himself of his foolish wishful thinking. For both the human and the Bovine fail to realise how much of a sadistic bitch the Bunny has become.\n\n\"How about we try out this new function instead?\" (???^?^)\n\n\"Hmm?\"\n\n\"...?\"\n\nAll the while that Emily has been ass-blasting the human?s face, Clarisse had been doing more than just enjoying the show. The Bunny?s come to notice that there are more options displayed on the stall?s menu compared to yesterday. This is of course thanks to the literal day one patch implemented early in the morning, and of these options, special ones become automatically available when certain conditions are met. In this case, the option became available only when Emily entered the stall after the Bunny, the Bovine?s size, weight class and species meeting all the criteria after an instant analyses. As though specifically encouraging them to pick the new option, it?s visually highlighted to stand out among all the others. In which case, there?s absolutely no way the Bunny with wicked intentions would pass it up.\n\n\"Let?s try Mode #13.\"\n\n\"Clara, what are you-?\"\n\n\"Just trust me, you?re gonna enjoy this.\"\n\nThe name of the mode is written very clearly yet the Bunny calls it out by number just so that both her friend and the human doesn?t realize what?s about to happen, until it's too late.\n\nVVVHHHHRRRRRRMMM~\n\n\"Eep!\" ? ( ? D ?;)\n\nNaturally, Emily is startled as she feels a strong movement below her, specifically, the butt rests holding up her plump ass cheeks start rising. The transition is smooth, the mechanism clearly able to handle her heifer weight, even beyond that, the Cow soon clasps her knees together nervously as she finds her being raised higher and higher!\n\nSLK-KLCHT~\n\n``GHUUUURRRRRFF~!!''\n\nIt?s to the point that Patrick?s face soon unsticks from her large bovine butt hole, the human instinctively gasping for air, whatever little can be found amidst the thick smog of fetid cow farts surrounding his head! To say that a weight has been lifted off of him would be an understatement, the human?s lungs desperately swell and deflate, ever so slightly less rancid gas pouring into his chest and being expelled in miniscule quantities after the gaseous waste has been filtered by his body. Reopening his eyes to the light, beyond the thick, chalky air of gas, Patrick can easily spot the Bovine?s massive ass rising higher above his head. Even with it being a solid foot above him already, her cheeks are so great and her anus so prominent that it feels like he?s still staring it down point blank.\n\nWRRVR~\n\nSuddenly, Patrick feels a change in the mechanical part that?s usually holding up the back of his head during his toilet duties. While there?s usually some small amount of hydraulic play to account for the weight of the various Anthros that use him, all of a sudden the feeling is a lot more rigid like it?s held up by a solid steel bar. An ominous feeling suddenly fills his whole body, just as a small nozzle of sorts pops up out from somewhere behind him and is aimed squarely at his face!\n\nSSPPLUURRTT~\n\n\"HLF?!\"\n\nSomething clear suddenly sprays out the nozzle and splatters all over his face! Regardless of all the gross stuff painted to his features, a warm, clear, super slimy, gooey gel is thinly painted all over him, the nozzle swinging side to side and tilting to make sure that no part of his face covered in cow fart residue is uncovered by a thin layer of the substance! As the human is still shocked with his eyes closed, the nozzle quickly retreats after doing its job. In the meantime, Emily has stopped being lifted when her ass is hovering two full feet over the head of the human. By this point the Cow has started to piece together what?s about to happen.\n\n\"Uhm, Clara...?\" ( o ^^^ o )\n\n?( ; ? D ?)\n\n\"You might wanna relax for this.\" (???^?^)\n\nDJRF-JF~\n\n``EEEEEKKK~?!'' ?(? ?D ?;)?\n\nIt?s simply impossible for the Bovine to relax, in fact, she tenses up even more when the feeling of the butt rests holding up her heavy ass cheeks suddenly disappear as they rapidly drop down! The Bovine let?s out a girlish yelp, and with the same timing that she succumbs to her own weight, Patrick shudders when he realizes what?s been sprayed on his face! Popping open his eyes in fright, the human is timely greeted with the same massive ass he?d been staring into, this time getting rapidly closer! Even then he can make out the tight clench of the Cow?s fat anus, the Bovine?s own wound nerves directly influencing her asshole with things turning out exactly as she?d feared. In this way, what?s about to happen next would seem almost impossible, but anything is made possible with enough lube.\n\n``AULGH-!!!'' PLWOLP-SSQURRKLRCHK~!\n\n\"!!!\"\n\n\"UH??!!!!\" ? (? [] ?)\n\n``Khehehe~'' ( ?y??)\n\nFor a moment, a distressed, gagged scream blared out to match the scared thrill of a shriek by the Bovine, however it?s almost immediately cut of as it began, the sound lost right as a somehow even louder, much nastier squelch is heard. Following a fraction of a second behind that squelch is the crisp, loud, doughy sound of massive, meaty bovine ass cheeks slapping back down unto the butt rests, the butt rests that had stood at the perfect height to sturdily catch the large falling cow girl. Ripples are sent up the Cow girl?s large body from the impact while her fat ass cheeks, as tender and meaty as they are, barely wobble, as though stiffened from the impact. In fact, Emily?s whole body seems to have stiffened and tensed up, including her voice that?s become mute as she stares forward blankly with eyes popped wide open like she?s seen a ghost! The Bovin?s hands are clasped between her thunderous thighs and her knees are pressed together even more tightly than before, her tail is stood up straight like a stick and the Bunny watches in amusement as her whole face turns beet red under her fur!\n\n``Kyyyaaaaaaahhh~!''\n\nYet another girlish scream pierces through the silence, which makes the Bunny pull her ears down while sporting a massive grin on her face.\n\n\"Clara, what the hell?!\" # ( ? ? ? ) #\n\n\"Stay right there, I gotta see this!\" ( ? ?? )\n\nClearly she?s not at all remorseful, the Bunny giggles in the face of her best friend's embarrassed protest and instead slips her petite form around the large Bovine to get a view of her back side, or rather, her backside. Emily?s tail is still rigid and trembling, even at a glance her ass cheeks appear clenched and taught, like a person that had just had an accident when they thought it was just a fart, except her accident happened in the opposite way. Hurriedly glancing down even lower, the Bunny sees the human?s body trembling and jerking even more than the Bovine?s tail, his shoulders are pressed deeply into Emily?s large meaty cheeks, and his head... is nowhere to be seen, and not in the sense of how it usually is.\n\n``#####, ####~!!''\n\n\"Oh snap!\" ? (? o ?)\n\nThe rotten Rabbit exclaims in undisguised giddiness as even her sensitive Bunny ears barely picks up the screaming from inside her friend, not inside her crack as per usual, but INSIDE of her! The Bunny had definitely briefed through the description but she didn?t think that it would happen so literally. Even with the mode named \"Head Insertion\", it?s still shocking to see the human?s entire head get shoved up the Bovine?s ass!\n\n\"Clara!\"\n\n\"Hehe~!\"\n\nLeaving the struggling human alone, the Bunny is greeted by her friend?s pissed face as she returns to her meaty lap. Though, rather than pissed, her \"angry\" expression is more adorable than anything, especially with her face still so red, she?s hardly more menacing than a kid about to throw a tantrum.\n\n\"Sorry, I just thought it would be funny to just send it.\"\n\n\"You could have given me a heads up!\"\n\n\"I wanted it to be a surprise.\" ( ^ ? ^ )*\n\n\"Mmmwwww~!\" (# ~ ///?///~)\n\nThe Cow probably can?t tell that her embarrassed pouting is only appealing to her friends awakened sadistic side. It?s not like she?s actually angry anyway, she?s simply startled and embarrassed, otherwise she wouldn?t have hidden that girthy thing from the Bunny in the first place. Even still, she has the option to simply stand up if she really wanted too, there?s nothing holding her down unlike a certain human who?s now trapped literally head first in a Cow?s anus on top of everything. And speaking of which,\n\nSQULCH~ ``Hghk... gguuuurrrghhh~!'' SLRCHK~\n\nThe human?s struggles and pleas are barely heard from the outside and even from the inside, Patrick?s retching and screaming is muffled to his own ears, as the sound keeps slamming into the countless walls and folds squirming around him. The human can?t believe this is happening! It?s so hot, moist, slightly slimy and sticky. It?s so cramped, the squirming and flexing inner anal walls tightly and intimately clinging and rubbing against his submerged face and head with their countless folds and foul substances! He can?t see a single thing, only feel all the creepy and nasty stuff happening to his head and face, any and all light is completely blocked from entering past where he can feel the Cow?s tough anus clenching around his neck! Even the part that often holds the back of his head has retreated at some point, leaving only his head stuffed literally up the large Anthropomorphic cow?s behind to where his head is being held in place by her flexing shit hole!\n\nHis wailing continue to fall on deaf ears, lost in the countless body layers beyond the Bovin?s surprisingly tight rectum. Making any sort of noise, even when his head isn?t stuffed up a cow?s ass has long proven useless, however the human can?t help this involuntary reaction when it feels like he?s losing his mind from the horrendous stench! There?s practically no air contained in the Cow?s behind, all that currently remains is the small pockets of gas left from recent farts that had remained trapped in the folded walls of the Bovine?s hot, stuffy rectum. A single whiff taken on reflex has already caused the human?s only \"air\" to run out, meanwhile this one whiff of \"air\" is enough to make his whole body violently lurch in disgust. It somehow smells even stronger, more rotten than the \"regular\" farts that are blasted right into his face!\n\n``GHLLLGH, MMLLGH~!'' SQURLK-SLRCHK~\n\n?''\n\nAs the human?s struggles only intensify, the limited movement of his head quite easily stimulates the Cow girl?s large butt. The sensation is stimulating enough that her plump thighs and knees are still clasped together as she rubs them together gently, her face is still noticeably flushed while she?s now nibbling her inner lips with her trembling eyes closed.\n\n\"Wow, I didn?t know you liked it up the ass that much.\" ( ~ ? ~)?\n\n\"Sh-shut upppp~...\" (> /// * /// < ;)\n\nThe Bunny had certainly guessed but it looks like that large toy back at the Cow's apartment had spent a fair share of time stuffed up her rear end. Seeing as the girth was only slightly less than the head of the human now plugging the Bovine?s poop chute, it?s no wonder she?s now fighting her embarrassment and letting things be, despite being startled at first. But she sure did adapt quickly, the Bunny already knew it even before encountering that under her bed but it seems her friend deep down is no less of a pervert than herself.\n\n\"Hey, how `bout you give him some ?air? before he suffocates in there.\"\n\nThe Bovine doesn?t ask her to clarify because anybody could guess the Bunny?s intention. And at this point, it?s not like Emily?s intentions are any different, thus starts moving what she?d been holding back the rest of.\n\nSQRLK~ SCHRLKCH~ ``Mmmmppphhh~!!''\n\nThe sounds of squirming and squelching is more clear in the human?s ears than his own pleading voice. Soon, the feeling around his neck becomes more vivid while the firmness of the Bovine?s fat ass cheeks pressed into his shoulders intensifies. Patrick?s already been panicking however his distress heightens as he already knows what?s coming, and sure enough, the anus around his neck flexes and clenches enough to almost strangle him while the anal walls around him because more taught and hug his face and head tighter in their hot, disgusting embrace!\n\nGGGRGRGRGRGG-G-GGGGGBBBBBBRRRRRRGG-G~\n\nThe anal walls are soon forced to part, barely giving the human?s head space at last, only for said space to be literally flooded with a thick, hot wave of rancid shit fumes! The gas is so hot and moist that it feels like the pores on his face are opening up, it?s so thick and dense that he probably would have been blinded even if he could see! And of course, as per usual with this Bovine, there?s immediately so much of it that it fills and starts to even swell the Bovine?s rectum that?s been properly plugged up by the human?s head!\n\n``HHHHHNNNNFFFFFFFF~! UURGHK!! HHHUUUUUUFFFFFF~!''\n\n~BBBBBRRRRGGGGGGRRRRRGG-G-GGGGRRBBBBBRRR~\n\nStill flabbergasted by the dire situation Patrick?s response is naturally to start inhaling for dear life, just as he?s always done whenever subject to the foul gaseous product of any Anthro thus far. His nostrils flare against his will and his mouth still opened by the rig gag siphons the putrid fart gas down into his throat like a vacuum cleaner! It?s almost like he?s desperately inhaling air after having his oxygen supply cut off by the anal insertion, however, not only is there not a speck of clean oxygen to be had, the smell of the gas that gouges through his nasal passage is the worst it?s ever been!\n\n? ^^^ ?)\n\n~GRGRGR-GR-GRBRBRBBRRRRRRRRRRGGG-G-GRRRR~\n\nOn the outside, the human?s body has stiffened up with legs spasming while his belly and lungs swell quickly. The usual booming noise of her best friend?s farts that the Bunny is accustomed to is nowhere to be heard, instead she can only hear the gas moving rapidly through Emily?s insides where the human?s distressed pleas are simultaneously drowned out by the fetid fumes gushing down his swelling throat. The Bovine?s face is still flushed and also displaying an expression of concentration as she relaxes the gas out of her bowels. A slight pressure builds in her plugged rectum however it?s more than manageable as the majority of the gas is very clearly being fed into the human butt plug.\n\nBe that as it may, seconds continue to tick by through Emily's signature double digit gaseous releases. The human?s own insides have begun struggling to keep up with her output. Patrick is already on his third inhale since she?d started farting, having been filled to the brim twice. Possibly because of the scary circumstances he?s in, his body?s responding by absorbing the gas faster and more efficiently than ever before. His chest and belly rapidly shrink even without exhaling and what he does exhale, after the substance of the gas is fully absorbed, is hardly a regular human?s breath?s worth of purified \"air\". Hardly enough to inflate the Cow?s girl?s rectum by any amount, which is good since more and more gas just keeps coming in the slightest period of exhale!\n\nMore seconds tick by with the human huffing desperately, the Bovine's agonisingly lengthy fart active as the only \"air\" he?s allowed to breathe since having his head stuck up her ass. His insides swell with her shit fumes three, four, five times as he breathes like no tomorrow, suffering immensely with each inhale and desperately fighting the build-up of pressure in Emily?s butt until the rotten butt storm finally seems to pass!\n\n~FRRGGRGRRR-FFFRRGGFFF~\n\n``Haaaahh~'' (^////D////^) ?\n\n\"Holy crap, did he get all of it?!\" ? ( ? D ?;)\n\nThere doesn?t seem to be any shortage of surprises even for the perpetrators of the human?s torture, for the Bunny didn?t expect that not a single bubbly puff of butt mist had made it past the human?s head in the end! Of course, with said human?s head wedged up Emily?s shit hole, the Bovine isn?t able to fart with quite the force she did on his face, however the total volume of gas that she?d just quite literally injected into him is scary for even the Bunny to imagine!\n\n``MMRRRGHH~!'' KLNK! CHHRCH~ K-KLNK! ``HHHRRGGHHFFF~!!''\n\nNo amount of imagination could even begin to describe what the human is going through, the Anthros literally don?t have to smell even what?s been expelled since earlier, while this time nothing has even come out to add to the thinning fog of cow farts already filling the stall. Instead, Patrick had desperately inhaled every morsel of gas provided by the Bovine?s devilish bowels. The intense, rotten, eggy, sulphury stench that?s incomparably more intense than the stink of regular manure, the smell and taste is very noticeably stronger from a while ago. The Heifer?s anal walls closing back in to cling hot and sticky to his face certainly only worsens the disgust he feels, as he?s once more cut off from any kind of breathing supply after having his lungs and stomach so intensely pumped full of pure gaseous waste!\n\nSQURLK-CHK~ ``HHRRMGHF! GGGRRRRGHHFF~!'' SLCH-CHRKCHK~\n\n``Mnf, hhmmph~'' (-////x////-) ? ?\n\n``Oh you're lovin it huh?'' ( ~ w ~)\n\nOne thing?s for certain, that horrible fart had got the human going wild, head first in the Cow?s filthy ass. The squirming, jerking and spasming of his head crammed inside of her butt is already starting to awaken something within Emily. A feeling that can?t be gotten from those girthy yet inanimate objects she regularly stuck up her butt back at home. The lively movement of a human head up her ass naturally feels so wrong yet feels so good. At first the Cow was worried about just farting in his face and making him smell her gas, yet all it took was getting her butt stuffed full of his head for her to start viewing him just like how all the other Anthros do, an object meant for her pleasure.\n\nCHNKCH~ ``HHHRRRRMMMGGHH~!!''\n\n``Aaah~?''\n\nEven the way his struggles momentarily intensify as her fat pucker sucks in his neck and her anal walls suddenly cling to his face while her fat ass cheeks clench up,\n\nGGGRFGFG-G-G-GGGGRRRRRGGBBBBRBRBRRRGG-G~\n\n``HRRGH-GK-! HHHHHRRRUUUUUUFFF~ HHUFFN~! HHHHHNNNNNFFFF~''\n\nHe?s not even been \"suffocating\" for a full minute before the human?s only \"air\" supply is brutally administered once more!\n\n\"Oh, fuck.\" \n\nClara moans with her ears pressed right up on the Bovine?s pudge gut, listening to the light rumbles and vibrations from within as thick, poisonous cow flatulence swarms through her bowels and is doused en masse into the her rectum that?s turned into the human?s breathing chamber. She could even hear the exact moment his distressed wails become cut off, replaced instead with desperate inhaling and huffing as the gas is delivered directly to his opened mouth and nose. Then comes the intense rattling coming from below the Cow?s massive butt where the rest of his body spasms while bound. Gosh, her sensitive Bunny ears can even hear his lungs and belly harshly swell up from the onslaught of farts, his hacking and retching from within quickly turned into gas-sucking inhalations as he breathes the pure, unfiltered waste.\n\n~GGGGGRRRRRBBBBRBRRRRRRR-G-GGGRRRRRBBPPRG~\n\nSQUEELCH~ SLRCHK~ ``HUK-! HHHHHUUURRRNNNFFF~!''\n\n``Haaaaah, hhnnff~'' ? (>////D////<) ?\n\n``Mmmnnn, let him have it~'' ( ?///?///? )\n\nThe damn fart lasts so long that it?s still rumbling inside the Cow?s butt by the time the Bunny has two fingers poked into her dripping snatch. Patrick?s own fingers are twitching uncontrollably as he endures a hell most people can?t even begin to imagine! It?s not just that the intensity of the stink and the rottenness of the taste of the farts have increased, what he?s also come to learn with only this second fart is how horrible breathing pure farts truly is!\n\nEven when his face was being sat on, when it seemed like he was breathing nothing but gas, there had still been actual air in what he was inhaling. The stall itself constantly delivers fresh air from the outside into the sealed space, after all, even if Anthros themselves can hold their breath for a long time, it?s not comparable to altered on Patrick?s level. The only true advantage they have over the human in this case is being able to completely disregard the smell. All this to say that what Patrick has really been inhaling so far can only amount to around ninety-five percent farts at the absolute most. And anybody who knows anything knows there?s a huge difference between ninety five percent and near one hundred percent.\n\n~GGGGGRRRRRGG-G-GGGGRRRRRBBBBRRFFFRR~\n\n``KH-! HHHHUUUUUFFFFF~! FHUUFF~! HHHHHHHRRRRRNNFF~!''\n\n? ? ( ?///^^^///? ) ? ?\n\n\"Gosh, you?re so wet.\" ( ~///?///~)\n\nIn the rare moments between flatulent outbursts, the human begs from his suffering to end, however all of his pleas are even more stifled than usual, his cries traveling up into the Cow?s stuffed bowels where all that awaits him is a worse fate sitting and baking for another day. The only ones who could possibly hear his wails are Anthros with sensitive hearing, however the only two Anthros immediately present completely ignore him while lost in their own pleasure. Nay, it?s more that his incredibly faint pleas are part of what fuels their pleasure, as the Bunny not only flicks her own bean but now has her other small hand stuffed between her best friend?s plump thighs.\n\nClarisse's words were no exaggeration, just by putting her hand there, the Bunny?s fingers and palm are already dripping in fluid. Emily?s arousal is abundantly clear, in fact, were it not for all the lingering gas from earlier, the air would be ripe with the stench of both their beastly pheromones. But even if the Anthros turn off their senses of smell, the chemical reaction as they inhale each other's lust is intense. The Bunny?s hand may be small in comparison to the large Bovine?s lady bits, however it?s still more than enough for her to stimulate Emily?s plump clit. To be clear, the two of them didn?t have this sort of relationship, though that didn?t stop them from just falling into the flow. But the real trigger is the exceptional amount of lust exuded by the Bovine.\n\nGGGGGRRRRRGGG-G-G~ GGGGGRRRRBBRBRBRBGG-G-G~\n\nSQUELCH~ ``HHHHHHNNNNNFFFF~! GHK-!''\n\nEmily herself doesn't fully understand why she?s so stimulated. Initially she?d come here under the Bunny?s urging to try out this new human toilet. It?s something she?d never tried before, making another living being consume her waste. Even up until a short while ago she was still sceptical about eventually feeding him her scat. However things started getting out of hand since the moment she sat on his face and began passing her foul gas.\n\nSince the moment her butt hole because smooshed up against his face it was like some kind of hidden instinct inside of her was activated. Feeling his face pressed up into her nastiest place, the way his head moved around and grinded into her butthole. And then she started letting it rip and felt him inhale her gas. Emily herself can?t even stand her own gas, and it?s clear as day that the human could tolerate it even less. Yet there was something magical about him huffing her rancid flatulence and drinking it down his throat like he was thirsty, even if he was forced to do it. No, maybe the fact that he was forced to do it against his own will is part of what made it feel so good?\n\nBBBBBBBRRRBRBRB-B-BBBRRRRGGGGGGGGGGRR~\n\n?''\n\nGGGGGR-GR-GR-GRRRPPPRFF~ GGGRRRRGGH-G-GF-GGGGRRRB-B-B~\n\n?''\n\nSLCK~ SCHLIK~\n\nIt definitely feels good in its own way, a way different from the usual toys she regularly stuffed up her butt. His head fit so nicely inside of her, better than the thickest anal bead she?d tried until recently. And unlike the dull vibrations of her toys that have grown less stimulating over time, the way the human randomly and irregularly squirms his head inside her butt is much more stimulating. Every time she literally fills him with her farts he goes wild, thrashing his head around inside her butt and stimulating all the best places. Her insides regularly flex and squirm in response, clinging and sucking tightly on his head and face, soiling him with all kinds of nastiness trapped inside her large butt. How absolutely awful it must smell to be trapped inside her ass. His mouth must be filled with such a horrid taste, gross.\n\nGGGGGGRRRRRRBBRBRBRB-B-BBRRRGGGGGG-G-GRGR~\n\n``HHHUUUUUURRRFF~! FFHUUUFF! KHK-! HHHHNNNNNNFFFFFF~!! GHURK~!''\n\nAh, that?s the part that makes it so stimulating. Even more than the physical feeling of his head up her butt, the fact that he has nothing to breath but her putrid gas. Not an ounce leaks out as she rips into his trapped face, she even flexes her anus on his neck out of pure instinct every time. How long has it been now, two, three, five minutes? However long it?s been, it?s not been nearly long enough. He needs to keep breathing only her farts and nothing but her farts for however long it takes for her to get off. At this point she even wishes that she could keep him as her personal butt plug and wear his head up her butt all day every day, just so he can smell nothing but her gas for as long as possible! As time goes on it becomes clearer and clearer why Anthros like herself prefer human partners, they?re just so easy to dominate in the nastiest of ways!\n\nSLK~ CHK-CHK~\n\nBBBBBBBBRRRRRRG-G-G-GRGRGRRGGGGRRRRRRGG~\n\n\"Oh fuck, keep going, make him drown in it!\" ? ? (>////?////<) ? ?\n\n``Hnnff~!'' ? ? (>////D////<) ? ?\n\nThe Bunny clearly doesn?t want her to stop and she has zero intentions to at this point. Clarisse is busy flicking both their beans while Emily is fully focussed on the pleasure while respirating the poor human with constant streams of her vile gas. How much litres of fumes had he inhaled and swallowed by now? Neither of them can imagine just how horrible it must be for him, to sniff, inhale and taste nothing but hot, moist, rotten cow farts for minutes and minutes on end, not a single iota of fresh air in between to act as a buffer. The Bovine is moaning loudly while flexing her anal muscles, her nasty crap chute making a proper butt toy out of the human?s head and face as he retches and screams into her hot, gross rectal walls. Slightly gyrating her hips, the human but plug stimulates her butt hole like she?s never felt before, all manner of nasty waste and filth getting worked into his face, his nostrils and open mouth as she does so.\n\nThe sound of internal rumbles as pure, unfiltered flatulence fills the human?s only breathing space and literally fills him until his insides swell to the limit, over and over again. The Bunny is straight up drooling while fingering herself intensely, sexual fluid dripping from the hand at her cooch and a practical waterfall of pussy juice flowing down her elbow where she?s short of fisting Emily?s snatch. The way he gags, the way he chokes. Even the sound of him filling up with the rotten gaseous waste like a balloon. His relentless struggles, so exaggerated yet helpless, yet well-warranted based on even a fraction of an idea of what he must be going through. Both girls completely lose track of time and drown themselves in lust as Emily goes out of her way to try and drown the poor human with her pure flatulence.\n\nNobody could tell exactly how long this went on.\n\n? ////?//// <)\n\nSSSQQQQQUUUURRRRTT~ SSSSSPPPPRRRRTTTT~\n\nEventually, the Bunny clamps her thighs together and begins to wail in ecstasy, squirting heavily all over her bests friend's lap in intense orgasm as the inner rumbles of yet another long, ripe, hot fart shivers her cheeks that she?s got pressed up against the Bovine?s pudgy gut. She listens to the stifled sound of the human practically screaming for mercy as his orifices are flooded with the vile product of Emily?s heifer bowels and each incoherent syllable orchestrates the rhythm of her intense orgasmic contractions.\n\n? ? ( ? //// D //// ? ) ? ?\n\nBBBBBB-BB-BRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRBRBRBRB-\n\nBBRRRRRRRRRGGGGRRRRRR~\n\n``HGK-! GHK-! GHHHUUURRGHK-!!!''\n\nSPLLLUUURRRTTTT~ SSSSSPPPPUUURRRTTT~ SPLPTPTP-TP-PT-PLT~\n\nWithin the span of the same length fart, Emily as well reaches orgasm, launching a gush of fluid that sprays down the Bunny?s whole arm as she squeezes her fat clit! Her poop chute goes extra tight and her butt cheeks clench hard as she cums, ultimately increasing the pressure of her release that already had the human feeling like he was drowning in her gas. The rank, steamy fart drones on and on with the girls? intense climax, Emily?s pussy spray splattering on the floor near where Patrick seems like in a desperate struggle for his life! The human?s orifices are being filled more forcefully than ever before, his throat swelling and even his nostrils flaring harshly as he?s literally pumped full of rotten bovine gas!\n\nHe powerfully inhales and exhales, filling his inside with the vile fumes and feeling like he?s barely making it. This torture has been like no other he?s faced until now, and Patrick has found himself on the edge of insanity breathing literally nothing but the Cow girl?s flatulence for what to him feels like hours or even days at this point! In actuality, it?s only been an extra ten minutes since his head has been stuck up the Cow girl?s rear end, though, even half a minute would have been overdoing it!\n\n~GGGRRRRGG-G-GGRRP-P...BRRGGTT-T~\n\n``Uhk... khuurrghk~...''\n\nMiraculously, Patrick manages to barely survive what had turned out to be the longest and nastiest fart to this point. If Emily hadn?t clenched extra hard during her orgasm, and almost strangled him with her fat anus in the process, it?s very likely that an absurd amount of gas would have erupted past his head plugging her butt. Instead, all of it had truly been forced into him, much to his detriment. It?s also as the fart finally ends that the last squirt of ejaculate drips from the hefty Heifer?s fat pussy.\n\n\"See? It?s better than that stupid dumb fancy toilet back at the apartment, right?\"\n\n?? ( ^ ///?/// ^ ) ?\n\n\"Haaa, haa, m-much better.\" ? ? ( ? //// D //// ? ) ? ?\n\nIn the end, it didn?t take much longer for the Bovine to come around to the idea of using the human toilet as it did for the Bunny.\n\n\"Trust me, it?s gonna fell even better when you take a massive shit down his throat.\"\n\n\"Haaa, I can?t wait for tomorrow.\"\n\nHell, Emily would take a dump in him right now if she hadn?t already spent a considerable amount of time hogging the toilet from those still waiting outside. It's been said time and time again that Anthros are way more susceptible to kinks and fetishes than humans and it could be more true. With this one experience, the Bovine would be at a loss if she didn't take the human's head up her butt at least once day from now on. Just like that Patrick had been designated as Emily's living butt toy, as well as the only toilet she plans to use moving forward. It may be a bit of a jump, but after respirating him on her pure farts only one time, the idea of making him eat her poop after it?s spent a longer time baking inside of her has become genuinely appealing. In this way, it could be seen how the Bunny and the Bovine had become best friends, at the end of the day, they're not nearly as different as how they appeared in the beginning.\n\n\"Come on, I wanna see his face.\" ( ? //// ?////?)\n\nAs expected, neither of the girls? excitement seemed to have waned much despite their intense orgasms, the Bunny urges the Heifer to get up only so that she could see the resulting mess.\n\n``Huuf, hmmn~''\n\nHer legs still tingly after cumming, Emily takes a breath and steadies herself in her seat. Then, the Bovine firmly plants her hooves on the ground and braces against the butt rests to get up as slowly as she can.\n\nCLOP-CLOP~! SSLLLRRCCCHH~ SQQUURRLKCH~\n\n``Mnnff~!'' (; > /// * /// <)\n\n?''\n\n? ? ( ? //// D //// < ) ? ?\n\nIn the end, a sticky, sucky schlorp is heard, similar to when a certain Wolf?s knot had dislodge from a certain human?s mouth and throat. And similar to that time, Emily?s anus that?s been freed of Patrick?s chin slide right up the rest of the human?s face, lubricated by her own nasty anal fluid until a wet pop is heard and she suddenly jerks back up!\n\nSLRK~ ``ULK-! UUURGHK~!'' QURLRK-K~\n\nThe Bunny has gotten down from her lap at some point and the Heifer once more stands tall, even before which, the intense sound of gagging, retching and choking return to the open space.\n\n\"Oh wow, is this how you leave your other toys at home?\"\n\n``KHKF! HHURGHK~!''\n\n\"I-I at least clean myself out properly beforehand. I just wasn?t prepared this time.\" (~ /// * /// < ;)\n\n``URRRLGHK~!''\n\nThe moment Patrick is let free of her behind, the human is fighting to gasp for any fresh air he can find despite being obstructed by his constant retching. Of course, the amount of fresh air the human gets is minimal at best. His whole face and head down to his freed neck is soiled terribly and coated in lots of sticky/slimy fluid that's definitely not the tiny amount of lube he'd been sprayed with in the beginning. Besides just the faint strangulation mark on his neck from the Bovine?s pucker, all over his face is left markings from the many folds of her rectal walls that had squeezed and hugged him so intimately. And of course, even worse than these marking are the smears of rancid filth all over his discoloured face. One doesn?t even need to think about what it might be that?s discoloured his face, the vile cloud of fumes stuck to his head like glue and emanating out is telling enough.\n\n``GHUUUFFF, HUK-! HHHUUUFFF~! HUUUUUFFF~!''\n\nNaturally, even now there?s very miniscule amounts of fresh air to be had as the human huff?s desperately, most of the air can?t even make it past the stench clinging to his own face, a mixture of countless farts and untold butt scum clinging to the human like a rotten aura. Still, Patrick desperately gasps and inhales, the intensity of the stink with even a little tiny bit of moderately fresh air mixed in already noticeably less horrific than his own breath after swallowing and inhaling so much putrid gas. At the same time his tears are finally allowed to flow freely with his head not cramped in such a confined and revolting place, though said tears can?t even make it halfway down his cheeks before they're intensely discoloured in nasty mix of muddy brown and mossy green.\n\nAnybody who laid eyes on Patrick right now would feel sorry for what he?s had happened to him, anybody except Anthros of course, particularly the ones responsible for his current state.\n\n\"Wowee, you really did a number on him huh?\"\n\n\"Eh, I mean, it felt really good, so...\"\n\n\"Sooooo, gonna add his head to your butt-toy collection?'' ( ~ ? ~)\n\n``...'' (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>\n\nAt least in the Heifer's case, her outward personality hasn't become as blatant as her friend's, as she stays silent while blushing meekly, neither confirming nor denying the Bunny's speculation, at least not verbally.\n\n``Hurrk~!''\n\nThe girls? enthusiasm to keep making the human?s life a living hell is apparent as they get themselves cleaned up. Needless to say, for Patrick, it was something he?d never want to experience again. But as always, not only does he not have a choice in the matter, he suspects that the Bovine?s ass will be far from the only one he?ll be seeing the inside of from now on.\n\nPatrick is once again left the revel in the increased bleakness of his future life as the human continues to desperately search for something fresh to breathe beyond the thick cloud of extra deep anal fart stink. Hopefully someone will be merciful enough to let him get cleaned up soon.\n\n***\n\n``Mmmmnn~!'' \n\nHaving had his face sat on and his mouth directly shat in is nothing new for Patrick at this point, even being neck deep up a Cow's butt is something he's no longer a stranger too, yet it's very rare that he gets to view things from this perspective. Though, instead of an actual change in perspective, it's rather that he's actually able to see everything clearly for once. But it's not like being able to see is always a good thing.\n\n``Hhhmmn, unf~'' ( ? ~ ? )\n\nThe pretty, bright pink pucker matches the docile grunting of his nth user for the afternoon, a lovely Doe of light cream fur dressed in a secretary?s uniform. Currently her hoof-compatible heels are taken off such that she can comfortably step on the butt rests that have been seeing more varied forms of use as time's gone by. In her case, rather than sit and shit, she?s stopped all the way down so that her large ass hovers over the human?s upturned face, the spread of her plump, furry cheeks enough that he can stare in brutal anticipation as her perky anus flexes, clenches and puckers to deliver his next sickening serving of scat. She acts like those humans that refuse to sit on public toilet seats, but Patrick suspects that her actions have nothing to do with cleanliness.\n\nSure, the butt rests may be automatically and professionally cleaned and sanitized after each use, however the human?s face remains a completely different story. Especially in his current state after much extensive use, without being flushed of course, his belly is heavily bloated with feces, his breath reeks in an unreal manner and his features are soiled in such nasty substances that would make a regular toilet legally disqualified to operate in even the dirtiest of public restrooms. The only people that would use him in this state are the countless Anthros that already have, but even if one or two of them were surprisingly squeamish, they'd simply clean him up before using him like how they all do clean their fat asses after the fact.\n\nIt?s likely then than the Doe's posture is simply a means of mixing things up, as per usual.\n\nK-KRLK-K-K~ SCHLK-SCHK~\n\nThis way the human is offered a unique view of her anus opening up wide as her colon passes the putrid payload. It?s dark, an incredibly dark green poop can already be seen emerging through the opening of her tailhole. Just by looking at the awful sight the human feels like he can already taste it, making his heavily filled belly lurch as it emerges with an extra sticky crackling noise. The deep, deep cracks running all throughout the surface of her shit, for some reason makes it seem like it would taste even worse than he can imagine-\n\nKRLK-K-KLK- SCHRRRLK-K~ PLOPT-PLPL-PL-PLOP~\n\n``HUURREEELLGHK~?!''\n\n``Aaaahh~?''\n\nWrong, it?s not cracks running through her shit, but rather that it?s many large pebbles of feces held together by her rectum! Patrick learns this by surprise as the poop crumbles out the Doe?s behind and falls heavily right into his open and waiting mouth!\n\nGod, what an awful taste, and the stench! Even if what comes out of her ass actually resembles regular deer droppings, the shits of these seemingly herbivorous She-beasts are simply intolerable! But what did he even expect at this point? Of the dozens of Anthros that have used him today, around half were based on species thought to be herbivorous. Yet, having personally tasted all of their bowel movements with his very own mouth, Patrick can be damn sure that none of their diets come close to resembling that of their feral counterparts. Not even Anthros can make something so clean come out so horrendously foul! Even for a human that's had no chance or reason to taste regular animal poop in his lifetime, Patrick can still bet his life, with naught but the confidence in his own tastebuds and scent receptors, that the two are simply worlds apart! And that of course doesn't only apply for the smell and taste.\n\nKRK-K-KRLK-CHK~ PLP-PLOP-P-PLOPLOP~ SLRK~ PLOPLOP~\n\nWhile the Doe?s shit does resemble a regular deer?s, the difference in scale is baffling. Each piece of feces is as large and plump as a beach pebble that can take up one's whole palm, and the amount is as one would expect. In almost no time at all, while the human was suffering his first smell and taste of Anthro deer shit, enough has crumble out of her ass to almost completely fill up his widely gaping mouth! Even if his body didn?t do so automatically, Patrick would be frantic to try and swallow as much of the poop as he can, dreading another situation like what the Rhino had left him in. However it?s just never easy, is it?\n\nKRNLK-K~ GLK-GHK~ ``UHK-! GHK~!!'' SLK-SQURK-KLK~\n\nEven the automatic gulping up his throat struggles more than usual with this particular load of foul dung. The dough's crap is fairly smooth however it's also so dry that it aggressively sticks to any saliva soaked surface inside his mouth, it latches onto the inside of his gums and especially clings tightly to his tongue, as though desperate to rub the putrid taste of steamy doe shit into his tastebuds. The thick shit lumps that he does start swallowing feel worse than trying to gulp pills the size of a fist. It?s not only dry, but dense, the shape of the feces refusing to conform to the squeeze of his gagging gullet and simply pressing harshly to the walls of his throat on all sides as he barely swallows with what little saliva and throat mucus he can muster to act as emergency lubricant.\n\nThe ways in which his suffering can be varied and amplified just seems so endless with each Anthro that shits in his mouth. Whether it be lava-like diarrhea or colossal, throat-clogging logs like what the Rhino had filled him with. The shape of the fat lumps of feces press vague, lumpy impression in the human?s throat, the intense swelling going down as fast as he can manage while retching on the fetid taste painting his tongue and the rich, hot smell of scat fogging his nostrils. The Doe continues to let the poop slowly crumble out of her gaping pucker into the human?s more widely gaping mouth as he struggles to just barely keep up with her output. The sound of her stiff, dry feces going down his throat is more sickening than usual, the irregular shape of each smooth lump is imprinted into every inch of his soiled gullet that only gets more soiled as the walls are painted in the nasty, dark green colour of the fuming dung.\n\n( ? ~ ? )\n\n KRLK-K-KLRSKRK~ PLOPPLPL-PL-PLOP~ SKRK-PLOP~\n\n``UHK!'' SQURNK-KLK~ GLK-K-KNGK~ ``ULGHK~!''\n\nSwallowing multiple lumps at a time is torture but he has no choice if he doesn?t want to have his face buried in the reeking load yet again, maybe because her shit is so dry and dense, it's giving off great heat and an even more intense odour than average. The Doe is relaxed as hell stooping above his face as she does her business, no longer grunting as intensely and simply watching down between her legs as her shit keeps piling up as steamy poop pebbles in the human's mouth. The feeling of her clumpy load squirming through her colon and out her ass is probably more mellow than how it must feel going down his throat, at least from the sound of it. To say that her shit is doing a number on his mouth and throat would be an understatement but it's even worse for Patrick's sanity. It constantly feels like he?ll run out of saliva and throat mucus as her fetid shit seems to soak up so much of it in its passing. The contact between the smooth, sticky scat and his tastebuds is perhaps more direct than ever, making it so that the taste if more than intense enough without him actually having to bite into the lumpy load.\n\nPPPPRRP-PFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRTTT-T-TRRRR~\n\n``Phew, pardon me.''\n\nEver her farts are incredibly hot and dry, making his soiled face feel slightly crusty with filth and waste as her pucker blows on him from right above. As his eyelashes flutter in the thick green mist and his eyes water, Patrick doubles down on swallowing as much as he can, capitalizing on this momentary pause in the Doe?s bowel movement. He knows from experience that she?s far from done, the amount he?s swallowed with great effort in the last few minutes and the steaming pile of dry feces sitting in his gaping maw is hardly enough to really stretch his belly like what he?s used to.\n\n``HHHHHHHHNNNNNFF~! GLK-GHURK!'' GLNK~ GLK-KP~\n\nGetting used to this life of swallowing dung while inhaling the ripe, hot farts blowing into his face isn?t something the human ever hoped for, but it's not like he's had a choice from the very beginning. If only his senses would get used to it like his mind that?s already heading towards a state of resignation.\n\nFFPPPRRFFTT-T~ KRLK-KLK-CHK~ PLOP-PLOPLOP-PL-PLOP~\n\n``Mnf, come now, try to keep up.'' ( ? ? ? )\n\nGLK-KRLKNK~! ``GUHK-!'' \n\nAnd if only these damn Anthro would practice some restraint and not eat so damn much!\n\n***\n\nGradually, he'd come to miss the position from yesterday, when he was put to face away from the door. Thinking about it now, getting his insides filled with waste from that position would definitely be easier on the throat, only that the Rhino's dump was too gruesome for him to realize it then. Other than that, it would be nice if he wasn't forced to keep looking at that damn clock. It feel like a week has passed but it's now only six pm, a little after the sun probably set outside and it's getting dark. Watching the hours tick by second by second, so agonizingly slowly, is mentally exhausting to say the least. The only times when the digits aren't taunting him is when he's blinded by an Anthro's ass crack.\n\nPPPRRRFFF-FFFPPP-P-PPT~\n\nPerhaps said Anthros share more similarities with their feral cousins than Patrick first thought, this time of day is actually his first encounter with one of her species. As petite as a few of the Bunny Anthros that have done their fair share of horrible things to his mouth today, her feet are short enough to idly and gently tap on the human?s swollen belly. Patrick?s belly isn?t nearly as swollen as the worst it?s been today, still the sheer volume and density of poop stretching his stomach is enough that her paw taps sound like she?s stepping on solid ground. A rather full and bushy tail of tan fur with gaudy dark rings waves behind her while the stall's dim evening lighting makes the mask-like dark patterns on her face more pronounce.\n\nMost others would be on their way home by now however it?s about to be the start of the usual night shift for a true nocturne like Rachel the Raccoon. And there?s hardly a better way to start the night than with a refreshing dump.\n\n``Mnnf~''\n\nFFFP-KKKKRRRPPP-P-PRRRFFF~\n\n``MRRMK~!''\n\nWith a stiffen of her tail and a grunting hum, a raspy, airy fart is launched from her plump behind, the usual reaction of disgust coming from the human toilet that's seen more action in a day than a normal public toilet and glory hole combined experience over the course of a month. The Raccoon with her petite build is of the rare few who's farts reflect her overall size. Even then, to describe her farts as ``small'' makes sense only to someone like Patrick who's experienced far, far worse. \"Small\" as it was, the fart she just let out sounded particularly restricted, like it?s been blown right up against a wall of sand bags. As for the human?s groan, there?s often times where his voice is stifled, usually when he?s literally choking on logs of shit, however rather than choke, his noises are dampened. Instead, a different set of nauseating noises comes from directly inside his mouth.\n\nSQURK-KR-KSCHK~\n\n``GH-KRFK!''\n\nA slight adjustment from the Raccoon is accompanied by the much too familiar squelching of fresh, sticky poop. Having shit in his mouth is nothing unusual, holding onto this amount of shit without chewing or swallowing is rare though. Even with the Raccoon girl's size she's offered the use of butt rest by default. Though in this case they're hardly doing much, pushed aside by the human's bloated cheeks such that she's sitting on his face more than anything. His mouth has practically been turned into a custom cushion filled purely with fresh, reeking dung, the natural heat of the defecated waste even acting as a natural ass warmer!\n\nFollowing her command to hold everything in his mouth, the very first plump, lumpy loglets of hot feces that started her bowel movement is sitting halfway into the entrance of the human?s throat, his gullet gagging on the putrid scat while the rest of her fecal load is literally crammed into any space it can find in his mouth, or what can be made by force. It?s the most intense swelling of his cheeks and the rest of his face he?s experienced to this point, the Raccoon?s relatively tiny farts hardly reflected at all in the proper, Anthro-sized volume of waste she's crapped into him. He didn?t even know that his mouth could hold so much until now, his cheeks are packed so densely with crap that regular people would pay big bugs for the firmness of the seat the Raccoon has shat for herself.\n\nKRKCHK-SCHK~ SQURLCHK~\n\nThe minor physical burden is hardly an issue though, even if his cheeks were to pop from the pressure it would work out better for Patrick. At least then his tongue might be encased in the revolting slop. With shit heavily pressing down on his tongue from above and simultaneously propping said tongue up from below, the human can only be thankful that he doesn't have tastebuds below his tongue as well. Not that the taste isn't unbearable enough, with so much feces packed into his mouth, the scat practically gets squished into the smallest creases and creases between his tastebuds on a microscopic level. The smell is far from pleasant by itself, the stink of the Raccoons puffy farts incomparable to the stench of her raw poop leaking through from within his own mouth as a dense stream of nasty brown vapour seeping out the Raccoon's perky crack. The two combine create the usual, eye-watering sensory overload.\n\nPeople sometimes call Raccoons Trash Pandas but obviously anthropomorphic raccoons' diet contains no garbage. Patrick can't help but think otherwise just based on how bad her shit smells and tastes, though the same could be said of the many Anthros that used him today whose poops are easily much worse.\n\n``Mnf~'' ( ? ~ ? )\n\nCLRCHK-CHK~\n\nThe human?s body stiffens as a cute grunt from the Raccoon accompanies the familiar sensation on his desperately pursed lips. Said lips are of course, desperately pressed against her hot, tender anus that again starts flexing and opening up for the umpteenth time! At this point the human doesn?t know how much more he can take, it feels like his face might actually just erupt with feces if she tries to pack in just a couple more logs!\n\nSQURK-K-KRKLK-KCHK-K~\n\n?///)o(///? )\n\nHer asshole mimics the sound of his packed cheeks squelching as the human feels more fecal mass shoving intensely into his already over encumbered mouth. He clenches his teary eyes as the disgusting noise grates torturously on his ears, his cheeks actually visibly swell if one were to pay attention closely, proving that he?s still not quite at his limit even as the Raccoon craps another hot, slimy shit log into the dense packing of fetid feces. The sliminess allows shit to squelch deeper, his cheeks being rubbed in nasty shit residue from the inside while even the log sticking into the back of his throat gets pushed precariously deeper, forcing him to gag just a little bit harder. Patrick's situation appears desperate at the moment however the hot tail end of the log is squeezed from of the Raccoon's pooper just as he's about to deepthroat her first log of rancid dung.\n\nPFFFTT~\n\n``Whew, finally done~'' ? ( ? ? ? ) ??\n\n``KLK!''\n\nEvery Anthro always seems so relieved after taking a shit, and honestly, Patrick can't even blame them, having much too personally experienced the sheer scale and heft of their various bowels movements.\n\nGetting up at last, shit squishes within the human?s swollen cheeks before her tensed butt ascends, at the same time, the small Raccoon even stands up on his heavily protruded belly. Yet more nasty squelching as her weight is just enough to press the shape of her foot paws into the dense mass of poop inside the human?s stomach like she?s stepping on snow, only then does the Raccoon lightly hop of with a post-defecation spring in her step.\n\n\"Hehe, you look more like a Chipmunk than my friend back at home.\"\n\n``GRRLGHK~!''\n\nThe satisfaction from reliving herself is only slightly greater than Rachel's satisfaction with seeing the work she's done. They really say art is in the eye of the beholder because for anybody else, Patrick?s face as a terribly ugly sight. His lips don't seem to be able to quite fully reach each other to completely close, giving a glimpse through the small opening at the vile, dark brown fecal matter crammed inside. His bloated face almost resembles one of those horrific pimples that a subset of people love seeing popped for the sense of satisfaction it brings. Though this particular pimple would make even those people's bellies flip twice over if it were to ever ``pop''. Actually, the smell alone would probably do it, his mouth releasing a thick, putrid swath of murky, fetid brown vapor. A similar stream of revolting fecal fumes ascends from his nostrils in a similar volume, the human can pretty much taste how bad the shit smells and smell how bad the shit tastes.\n\nThe lumpiness of the densely squashed together shit logs in his face impress through his cheeks like poorly mashed potatoes, in this way he probably does resemble a chipmunk with cheek packed full of nuts, a damn greedy chipmunk at that. Sweat, gunk and funk from the myriad of asses large and larger that have sat and shat over and over again, smeared and painted with actual feces to form various brush strokes of greens, browns and yellows, struck through by the countless tears he?s shed and are shedding even now as he inhales and savours the purest stench and taste of yet another Anthro?s putrid poop. Were he not already painted with scat the human?s face would probably still be green just out of pure disgust.\n\n\"That?s not a bad look on you.\"\n\n?///)X(///? )\n\n``There, that should help.'' ( ^ ? ^ ) ?\n\nRight into his nostrils they go, shit first, just as a certain Bunny had did to him yesterday. Judging by her words, she probably wanted to see if the wipes could plug the stench leaking out of his nostrils. However, not even these professional grade wipes can stop the dense miasma from seeping through, causing the streams to be interrupted for only a moment until they resume, even slowly dying the rest of the wipes brown in the process.\n\n? ~ )\n\n``Please just leave me alone to suffer,'' is probably what the human's disgusted and defeated retching translates into. He's already grown tired of these seemingly petite and meek Anthros having even more twisted personalities than some of the much larger ones.\n\nPL-CHK!\n\n\"Next time I?ll bring a friend to see which of use can stuff your face more.\"\n\n( ^ 3 ^ )/ ~?\n\nThe Racoon even goes as far as to snap a pic of the result. Caught in the frame, an image that would have led to violent protests and mass prosecutions if the world were still as it once was. Only after making sure that she's got the best angles does she finally exit the stall in satisfaction, leaving behind a truly horrible scene in her wake. In the meantime, Patrick is left inhaling the stink of her putrid shit that's now more intense with the wiped off scum sitting right in line with his scent receptors.\n\n\"Yikes, those girls really aren?t holding back at all huh?\"\n\n\"?!\"\n\nHaving endured such extensive service over such a long day, he?d actually completely forgotten about the existence of the Skunk from this morning! And here he was hoping that the next user would hurry up so that he could finally get the Raccoon's turds out of his mouth, now it looks like he would have been better off sucking on the nasty scat for the rest of the night!\n\n``MRKNK! GHHRMGHK~!''\n\n?~)\n\nHe actually would rather be haunted by a ghost instead! He may have yet to experience what it's like to be tortured by a Skunk Anthro, however with all that he's been through already and just a little bit of common sense, it's easy to guess that it's something he absolutely doesn't want to go through no matter what!\n\nMeanwhile, the Skunk had already expected the human's day to be strenuous just going off the scene from when she left this morning, however it's even worse than she thought, worse than she's ever seen as a matter of fact. Believe it or not, there had been a couple of ``brave'' humans in the recent past that wanted to know what it was like being a public toilet for Anthros for a day. The fools had thought that a simple alteration and some mental hutzpah was all they needed to endure for a full twenty-four hours. Some self-proclaimed ``hardcore toilet fetishists'' they turned out to be, they hadn't even managed to last an hour apiece. Though, the fact that neither of them had been ridiculed for giving up early is telling enough of just how brutal of an experience they'd went through, and neither of them had seen even half the interest she saw gathered around this human toilet in the morning.\n\nTherefore it's with genuine surprize that the Skunk returns so late into the night to see him just as lively as when the day had started, lively enough to show his fear with his whole body as he sets sights on her deep black fur with bright white stripes. With the state that he's in, it wouldn't be surprising if he'd already turned into a puppet-like shell of a person. It's good that his mind is still well intact though, it would have been boring if he'd too easily accepted what's coming next.\n\n\"Anyways, I?ve got a major update for this fancy tin-can of yours, this might actually be good for you, or it could be the opposite, depending on how nicely you play along.\"\n\nPatrick doesn?t see any way that his situation could get better other than him being let out of this terrible prison all together. Even now all of his instincts are screaming at him to get far away from the terrifying Skunk despite him not being able to budge an inch.\n\nVVRRRNNN~\n\n) ~?\n\nWhile he's busy doing that, the Skunk's actions mirror that of early this morning where the magical admin terminal for the stall gets brough up and manipulated with the tips of her fingers. Her actions resemble what Patrick would have fantasized a futuristic, sci-fi hacker/programmer to be, with exquisite, practiced motions and stunning visual effects that respond to her swift inputs. If he were in literally any other situation he would have loved to take it all in as something that he could have only seen in fiction adaptations. Unfortunately, it?s much too hard to focus with both a belly and a mouth full of Anthropomorphic beast dung.\n\nThe murky stench leaking from his nostrils is just as thick as when the Raccoon just finished shitting in his mouth, meanwhile the taste seems to be getting gradually more intense overtime. Whatever saliva his mouth produces mixes directly into the sticky coating of the feces, creating a disgustingly slimy sensation filling up his whole mouth and a countless times more putrid flavour as the vile components of the scat slowly melt, getting spread, smeared all over his tongue. At first he genuinely thought that it would be better to hold the shit in his mouth for longer rather than let the Skunk fart in his face, however it?s getting to the point where the human can?t even tell which might be worse. And as the revolting poop sludge begins slowly creeping and oozing down his convulsing gullet,\n\n\"Aaaaannndd done.\"\n\n``KKRNGHK!''\n\nIt seems like the Skunk?s work is done. The sensation Patrick feels this time is noticeably much stronger than this morning as the magical glyphs converge on his trapped form, even he understands that whatever it is the Skunk did has created a major change in some way or the other. And as far as the human is concerned, it can?t be anything good.\n\n\"Now to see if everything is working properly.\" ( *? ? *?=3)\n\nSeeing everything work as intended is often the fun part of a job like Shelly?s, but this time is going to be particularly fun as she gets to verify the results herself.\n\n\"Partial Autonomy Mode.\"\n\n\"??\"\n\nFor a moment, Patrick tries to figure out what her statement might mean, but then something suddenly clicks in his brain, or at least that?s what it feels like. It?s like the mental phenomenon of looking at a gap and judging whether or not you?d be able to clear it with a jump. It feels like his mind has suddenly regained a kind of confidence that it had lost at some point, the kind of confidence that would allow him to do something like-\n\n``URLK! GHUUURRGHK~!'' SQUEERLK-KCHRKCH~\n\n? y ^^^ < )\n\nThe human is completely overwhelmed both by shock and the harrowing experienced of spitting up so much poop at once, an event in excess of something he's been mentally blocked from doing his entire time here. Perhaps because his mouth isn?t used to spitting the scat back out, especially so much of it at once, his lips struggle to stretch and wide as it normally would, his jaws seem scared to open all the way and thick, chunky shavings of Raccoon poop are scraped off as the feces gradually passes out of his face with a vomit-inducing noise. It?s a skin-crawling sight to behold that make?s Shelly?s face cringe as her fluffy tail puffs up, however it?s much worse on the other end where every second makes Patrick want to vomit.\n\nSPLRCHK-SPLAT!\n\n?//)?(//< )\n\nEven the thing holding his mouth open seems to have melted away into nothing, leaving Patrick in a gagging fit as he violently spits the remainder of the rancid feces from his mouth. An indescribable feeling overtakes the human in this moment, a feeling other than the absolute disgust that is. The freedom of being able to control his body in what?s felt like forever. The freedom to spit out the poop stuck in thick chunks to his teeth and gums. It?s something he never thought he?d missed so badly in his life as he didn't think it'd be so unfairly stripped from him in the first place. The only thing that could make this better is if he could actually bleach out both his mouth and nose, where the rotten taste and smell are still thick even after he?s expelled the putrid waste from his face hole.\n\n``URRLLGHK! HUURGHK~!''\n\nHowever, it might still be too early to feel grateful, for even in such a situation, the human still finds it impossible to regurgitate the feces sitting inside his swollen stomach. The thought of how he?d even manage to pass such a great, heavy mass of poop back up and out of his throat doesn?t even concern him, every second that ticks by is another second of putrid Anthro shit soaking into his body, being absorbed by his system. He?d give everything to get it all out of him, however, judging by how it heavily sits in his stomach despite how desperately her chokes and gags, it seems like his everything is still not enough to make this torture end. The human is even desperate enough to shove his whole hand down his throat to induce vomiting, however it?s also at this time that he realises that his arms, and the rest of his body for the matter, is still locked up tight!\n\n\"That?s up there with one of the nastiest things I?ve ever seen, and that?s coming from a Skunk.\" ( ? * ?)\n\n\"F-fugh you...\"\n\nIt?s the first time in what felt like a long time since he last heard his own voice form sounds other than disgusted gags and chokes. The human had so much things he wanted to say, so many more curse words he wanted to spew, some he?d even made up on the spot targeted towards Anthros specifically, though what came out was a simple \"fuck you\". And those words came out like backed up sewerage, not figuratively, but literally, as per the countless pounds of backed up sewerage still trapped inside of him. Even just talking at this point is self-torture with his beyond horrendous breath.\n\n? 3 ?)\n\n\"...\"\n\nHaving said one thing, now the human is too jaded to speak further, not wanting to dignify anything the Skunk said with any sort of acknowledgement.\n\n\"Well, can?t blame you for being a sourpuss. First thing?s first, I?m gonna need all that nasty stuff to go right back in your mouth.\"\n\n\"Huhk?! N-no!\"\n\nAs expected, that definitely got a reaction out of him.\n\n\"Yes. I?m sure you didn?t think you wouldn?t still have to eat that right?\"\n\nSQUELCH~\n\n\"Ugh!\"\n\nOf course he didn?t, but still he?d obviously violently reject putting any of that poop back into his own mouth! But whether he can even do so in his bound state, the mechanical claws of the stall activate on their own, soon picking up the feces that?s conveniently been packed into a sticky ball of stinking shit by his own mouth. The claws hover the heavy looking mass of poop right over the human?s fear-stricken face, meanwhile, Patrick vehemently exercises the autonomy he?s regained to keep his jaws clenched shut and his lips pursed tight until they turn pale! Thankfully, the claws don?t force the shit into his face, though maybe that would have been the better outcome in the end.\n\n\"This is good actually, it makes it easier to train you for the new update.\"\n\n\"Mmnnn~!\"\n\n\"I?m not gonna force you to open your mouth, instead I want you to open your mouth ?willingly?. If you don?t do so, things are gonna get way worse for you.\"\n\n\"...\"\n\nThe human?s not buying it, he absolutely refuses. He has no doubt that things can actually get worse just as the Skunk said, there?s not been a time from yesterday until now where it hasn't been so. But as far as the human sees it, nothing could be immediately worse than making him eat shit by his own \"free will\". They can force him using whatever voodoo magic all they want, but he?d rather die than willingly eat that rancid shit that was just inside his clenched mouth!\n\n\"Oh, you probably think it can?t get that bad huh?\"\n\n``Hhnnff, hhnnnnfff~!''\n\nPatrick is stern and stoic in the face of the Skunk?s threats, his face sickly green as he huffs raw sewerage stink from his own nostrils but stiff as an unmoving rock as the spit-soaked shit hovers dangerously near him. Seeing this, the Skunk is more amused than anything, because he actually thinks that she?s bluffing. So, braving to get even closer to him with an unwavering belief in her mute sense of smell, she kneels right beside the human so the shadow of the fetid shit ball is cast on her too. Seeing his face up close makes even her nauseous but she watches the look on his face closely.\n\n?3??)\n\n\"?!\"\n\nPatrick?s heart skips a beat, his facial expression almost cracking for a moment! He?d thought it was perhaps just an illusion, having obviously never taste piss, shit, cum, dick and whatever else has passed through his mouth lately. However it seems that his senses really have been altered in some way! The human may have tried his best to hide it, however the Skunk easily picked up on the twitch in his stiffened cheeks, causing her to have to hold back her own smirk.\n\n\"Yeah, I figured. But just so you know we only increased your smell and taste sensitivity by... ten percent~?\"\n\n\"?!\"\n\nTen percent, a mere tenth more than normal?! Such a tiny increase is what makes him want to rip his tongue out of his mouth every time he tastes even a fart?! This time the human can?t hide his shock and the Skunk as well no longer stops herself from smirking at his expression.\n\n\"I know right? That being said, here?s what?s going to happen.\"\n\nFinally comes the time for her to start driving the nails into the coffin.\n\n\"So with this new update, you get this neat little thing called a Merit Guage. You can probably guess, but that means that from now on, people who use you will be able to leave a rating based on your performance, or what they feel about your performance at least. With enough reviews either way, you can rack up either merit points or demerit points, a max of ten in each. How you spend the rest of your time here is gonna heavily depend on how well you score.\"\n\nGok~ Gok~ Gok~\n\nGradually the human?s face drops while his heart starts thumping, as he starts forming the basic idea of the Skunk's proceeding explanation in his head.\n\n``Bad news is that you get rewarded for getting scored highly. You won't actually be able to leave but you could earn yourself less restrictions, some hobby stuff to keep you entertained and if you score really high, you can ever get yourself some time off during the week!'' \n\n\"?!\"\n\nIt sounds like a prisoner getting rewarded for good behaviour at first but it's more like a pet dog getting treats for being a good boy. Though, in Patrick's current situation, the human turned human toilet is about ready to actually start wagging his tail if it really means that he can regain even a small amount of the freedoms he once had. The poor thing has been through so much now that he almost forgets he's actually an innocent man.\n\n?( ^?^)?\n\n``HHMMGHKF~?!''\n\nThe excitement with which the Skunk announces something so terrible is downright sickening!\n\n\"I?ll explain the full thing to you in a bit, but for starters, we just talked about your heightened senses right?\"\n\n``KNK-MGK~!''\n\nOh no, nononononono!\n\n\"Well, the first full demerit point bumps those all the way to two times the sensitivity. That includes your smell, taste, and also your sense of touch also gets a small increase as a bonus.\" \n\n``GNKF! MMMRRNNGHKF~!''\n\nThe human immediately starts freaking out! Two times the sense of smell and taste, when just a ten percent increase already makes him want to die?! Patrick doesn't need to actually experience it to know that adding another ninety percent onto what he?s already experiencing will be a hell unlike what he's already experienced so far!\n\n\"Uhuh uhuh, and all of those can go even higher too if you keep getting bad ratings. Eating poop is already one thing, I know you?ve been getting absolutely fucked in the face all day too, so just imagine that with a greater sense of touch.\"\n\n``Mnngf, mnffnf~''\n\nJust the involuntary attempt to imagine it already brings the human to the point of despair, to where his body stops jerking in protest and he?s left limp and defeated, tears flowing down his face as he sobs helplessly with his mouth still stiffly clenched.\n\n\"Now that you kinda understand what position you?re in, you should know that I get to be the first one to give you a rating, so let?s get along while I?m still being nice, kay?\" (???^?^)\n\nThrough the tears filling his eyes, the human can only look beside him at the pretty and charming smile of the Skunk that?s clearly hiding just as much demonic sadism and malice as the vast majority of the Anthros that have used him today. As she smiles widely at him, he sees where her eyes are pointing and his heart just sinks even lower. Not saying anything more, just drowning in a despairing defeat, Patrick's jaws almost audibly creaks open as he prepares to commit perhaps the most mentally taxing act to date. His lips trembling in a last act of defiance, they eventually part with unimaginable reluctance, showing first his shit-coloured teeth. Then, his trembling jaws ultimately relent, his teeth parting to spread webs composed more of feces than saliva, as his jaws open up wide.\n\n``Uh... ullffnhnfhnf...~''\n\n\"That?s a good boy.\"\n\n? y ^^^ ?)\n\nForgetting how close she was for a moment, the Skunk cringes to the point of her fluffy ears folding down at the sound of the stinking, squelching feces being shoved back into the human?s gaping mouth. Maybe his mouth wasn?t opened quite wide enough, yet more thick, heavy chunks of feces roll up as the poop is pushed past the opening exposed betwixt his teeth. And with the beyond disgusting sensation of semi-soft poop getting packed below his quivering lips, the majority of the crap finds it original place, quickly squashing his tongue under its fetid weight even without the mechanical claws? help, lumpy poop pushing harshly against every surface inside of his once vacant mouth.\n\nPatrick convulses as his shitty saliva is wiped off of the poop by his own tongue, making way for said tongue to scrape and dig into the not-so-fresh scat waiting readily right below. Flavours that have already soaked so thoroughly into his mouth, or at least he thought as much until reuniting his tastebuds with the purest, freshest taste of Anthro raccoon crap that?s still as steamy as when it'd been dumped out said Raccoon's butt. His mouth swelling with so much shit, the flowing tears racing over the ballooned mounds that are his cheeks, the human is once more made into a living sack of poop both in the belly and the face.\n\n``GRRLGHK!'' SQURLKCH-CHK-KLRK~ ``GURRGHK~!'' ( ?///)X(///? )\n\nHis mind is screaming at him to spit it back out, to relieve himself of the unimaginably dreadful taste of the fresh shit, to spare his withering scent receptors from the rawest, freshest stench of recently shat dung. Literally the only thing preventing the human from doing just that is fear, fear that the next serving of shit he's forced to eat after this would contain double the flavour if he were to do so!\n\n\"Oh, I?m actually impressed. I wouldn?t be able to do something that disgusting even with a gun to my head.\"\n\nThe human?s tenacity to hold on even impresses the Skunk as she watches in amusement while even muscle of his swollen face twitches in a disgusted struggle.\n\n\"Well, let?s see how long you can really put up with it.\" ( *? ? *? )?\n\n\"... ?!\"\n\nNot that he had much confidence to start with but starts feeling the same fear as a child about to receive a shot as he watches the Skunk take off her thick, denim workwear! The terror mounts as he gets a full and proper view of her ass, he?s already learned by this point that the nicer the ass, the worse the stuff that comes out of it! And the Skunk?s ass is infinitely far from being a disappointment, especially the way her dark black fur creates a smooth sheen across her ass cheeks that are perfectly plump and perfectly shapely for her figure. A clearer view of the white fur painting her ass crack as her panties come off next and of course a better view of her plump balls snuggly settles between her thighs. Turning around, the human is then greeted with her chubby cock settled limp against her plump nuts, the pearly white colour of her shart ending at the bright, candy pink colour of her exposed tip barely poking out of her foreskin.\n\nPatrick normally wouldn't find himself gazing so intently at an Anthro's dick and balls, maybe he's trying to distract himself from the haunting image of her ass if even momentarily as the Skunk starts cleaning up his face, probably so as to not ruin the pearly white of the fur running from her crotch and up her ass crack. Starting with plucking the shitty wipes out of his nose that Patrick had forgotten were even there, she uses the same wipes to clean off the accumulated scum. It seems like more than usual because of how bloated his face is as he desperately holds the shit in his mouth, and as she goes over her chooks, a sickening sound rings as her fingers press trails into the scat packed inside. Using a few extra, fresh wipes because of how much needed to be cleaned off, everything is carefully shoved into the small opening of Patrick's mouth, the Skunk using the tips of her fingers to very carefully poke it in in fear of actually touching the fetid substance. With that, the human's face is left still comically disfigured by all the stinking waste but clean enough at the very least.\n\nAll that's left is fer her to sit down and do the deed, as she clearly intends to do by turning around to fill his sights with her ass yet again. The Skunk may be on the small size by Anthro standards, however the Skunk is nowhere near as petite as the Raccoon.\n\nWHHVRRR~\n\n\"No need for that.\"\n\nWHHVRRR~\n\nDespite this, she directly rejects the use of the butt rests that then retreat back into the floor, opting instead to use the human?s face stuffed full of poop as her only seat!\n\nSQURLK-KLKRCH~\n\n``GRMPF!''\n\nThe moment her fat ass settles on Patrick?s face, a violent wave of disgust makes the human?s whole body squirm as the shit in his cheeks gets heavily packed down under the unbuffered weight of the Skunk?s own cheeks! The fetid feces gets crushed, forcing very slightly softer, more chunky poop out of the individual chewy logs like stacks of fat sausages smashed by a mallet until their contents spill????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????\n\n``Excuse meeee~?'' ( ? ? ? )\n\nNFFWNNF~ SQURLCHK~ PHWNNFF~ SQUELCH-CH~\n\n``GRMK!!''\n\nFortunately, it?s become more difficult to discard the fetid dung as the Skunk girl?s ass backs up further in his face, her plump cheeks steeping back on the stuffed shit sacks on either side of his face until her ass crack gradually swallows him up, drowning out the light while her large fluffy tail arches over him. Even without chewing himself, her actions cause his cheeks, jaws and even his tongue stuffed somewhere deep in the poop to knead and mash said poop, drawing out the flavour all over his tastebuds, causing him to retch in even more violent disgust. It becomes harder and harder to endure not just the intensified flavour but also the sensation of poop getting squeezed and stuffed into every last remaining crevasse of his mouth while half of a proper shit log is plugged into his retching gullet by this point!\n\nSQUUEERLKLRCH~\n\nBy the time the Skunk?s steamy pink anus is barely touching the tip of his nose, Patrick can't tell if letting the scat back into his mouth was truly the right decision or not. Meanwhile, the Skunk who?s very much larger than the Raccoon also props her foot paws up on his stuffed belly, all of her weight now on his face while her ass cheeks have smothered him to the point of just barely peeking over the sides of even his stuffed cheeks.\n\n\"Mmnnn, definitely not the most comfortable seat, but it?ll do.\"\n\nSaying so, the Skunk?s fat balls rests on the human?s trembling chin as her ass meat settles to the point of impressing their plump shape into his grotesquely swollen cheeks. Speaking of grotesque, the feeling in her ass from sitting on his face is... interesting to say the least. Such a skin-crawling sensation, if a regular seat had made her ass feel like this, she?s likely get up right away and never sit on it again. Yet, the irregular, lumpy, doughy sensation as she squashes some other Anthro?s fat, steamy turds below her isn?t as disgusting as it feels, purely in attribute to the presence of the weeping human below her butt. The fact that all that separates her ass from so much rancid feces is the mouth of a living, breathing human with a well-functioning tongue and nose makes the situation more stimulating than it is disgusting. And with that, the more disgusting it seems, the more stimulating it becomes. Mashing shit deeper into his mouth with her fat ass makes her cock tingle more than it makes her belly churn, it's no wonder people often say that Anthros have a twisted sense of priorities when it comes to their kinks.\n\n``GRGHH~!''\n\n\"So, here?s what?s going to happen.\"\n\nFinally ready to get started, the Skunk makes sure the human knows what he's getting into, what's certain to happen whether he likes it or not\n\n\"Normal users' rating only count for a fraction of a demerit or a merit. On the other hand, certified users like me can give you up to three full points in one go. You know what that means, right?\"\n\n``GHK!''\n\nIt basically means that she has the ability to completely fuck him over with the flick of a wrist for any reason.\n\nSQUELCH~ SKLRK-CHK~\n\n? ^ ) \n\nThe Skunk is satisfied to feel the human struggling to slowly nod under the weight of her fat ass, even at the cost of additionally churning the shit inside his face.\n\n\"So now's your chance to show me how well you can behave, and who knows, you might even get a neutral rating if you do your best.\"\n\nIn other words, the best he can currently hope for is that she doesn't spam him with bad rating. Whether it's a first time thing or she's really just that mean, one thing's for certain is that this Kunk will be incredibly difficult to please. With yet more worries of his future tribulations, Patrick gives another defeated nod into her hot, musty butt crack.\n\n\"Good, now I'll be nice and give you a piece of advice. The best chance you have at stacking up good ratings is to serve as best you can, particularly when you're not being physically controlled. Try sniffing my butthole to start with.\"\n\n``UHK!''\n\nA perilous hurdle right off the bat, her butthole might look pretty and pink, however Patrick?s learned thoroughly that looks can be deceiving. And besides, even with all the shit in his mouth and the stench clogging his leaking nostrils, the smell of the Skunk?s shit hole is already noticeable. But Patrick doesn?t dare dawdle, he?s already come much too far to let himself be punished worse when actually given the choice. Therefore bracing himself, the human gets right to sniffing.\n\nHHHNNFFF- ``GHK-GHRGH!''\n\nIn a way, the fact that his mouth is filled with hot poop can be considered a godsend, otherwise inhaling the scent of an Anthropomorphic Skunk?s anus without that much of a buffer would have already caused him to piss the Skunk off!\n\nGod, that reeks! The stank of her poop hole is easily among the worst he's inhaled to date, even counting the Rhino?s gigantic anus that?d spent the day sweating inside her police uniform! The anal musk is intense, gruesomely pungent and fetidly eggy to boot. Patrick has no idea what other work the Skunk does over the course of the day, however her work uniform that?s even thicker than that of the Rhino clearly has had a disastrous effect on her funky crack and her musty pucker! It?s to the point that his retching becomes more violent. Normally this wouldn?t be an issue since he can?t vomit anything anyway, but in his current state, it feels like he could possibly spit the shit out of his mouth even with the Skunk?s heavy butt smothering his face!\n\n``RRRGGH~!''\n\n\"What? It?s not like my asshole stinks worse than the shit in your mouth.\"\n\nTechnically true but the fact that the intensity of the smells are even close is preposterous enough, and the two separate scents mixing together in his nose is something else entirely!\n\n\"I guess it doesn?t taste bad enough for you right now though, since I don?t hear any sniffing.\"\n\n``GK!'' HHHHHUUUUNNFF~! FFFFFHHHNNNNFFKK~! ``URGH!''\n\nHaving now realized how difficult this is going to be gives Patrick even less of a choice if he doesn?t want things to end up even worse. Thus, diverting his attention away from his shit-stuffed stomach that?s going to be churning and lurching violently no matter what, the desperate human reins in his nerves and reengages his shivering lungs.\n\nHH-H-HNNNFFFFFFFFFNNNN~ ``GHG!''\n\n``Nice, keep going.''\n\nMost of his face hidden in the Skunk's butt, his expression squirms enough for her to feel it against her cheeks as the first long, deep inhale of the Skunk?s stinking anus washes over his scent receptors before pouring into his lungs. It?s stinks so, so bad. Not just the Skunk?s ripe hot shit hole, but the stench of shit mixed in as well. Upon each exhale, the human expels a putrid, rotten steam of pure shit vapour from his soiled nostrils. Until the gas has actually made it into his belly or lungs to be absorbed, it can only hover in his respiratory tract.\n\nSo as for the smell of shit coming from inside of his own mouth, the stench is about as pure as it can get without actually piping the hot feces directly into his nostrils. Not only does it burn his scent receptors on the way out, but it doesn?t make it far past the Skunk?s shitter sitting right in front of his nose before his nostrils drag it back in, accompanied by the stink of said skunk anus.\n\nHHHHNNNFFFF-FHHHN~! HHHNFF- ``GH-GRGH~!'' HHHHHNNNNNNFFF~!\n\nThus, every exhale stinks like mad and every inhale stinks almost twice as bad. The purified coalescence of odours is drawn deep into his lungs, where they swell with gaseous rot in the essence of shit fumes and nasty butthole before all that scum is absorbed before the remnants are expelled. And before the purified \"air\" can flow back out of his nose, from within his mouth, a fresh wave of putrid shit stink leaks into his nasal passage and taints the once colourless stream a sickening brown, leading to yet another exhalation of almost pure gaseous waste.\n\n? ? ?)\n\nSQURK-QURLKCHK~\n\n``HRMGGH~!'' ( >///)X(///< )\n\nHHNNNNNFFFFFFFNNKK~ HHHHNFFFFF~!\n\nThe human let?s out a distressed whimper drowned out by the violent and disgusting squelch as the Skunk pushes herself back further on his plumped shit-cushion of a face. She even spreads her ass cheeks apart with her hands, as though giving as easy access as she can to literally jam her anus right against his flared nostrils! The sound of huffing becomes strained and crackly as he now has to literally suck with his nostrils to force air in through the tiny gaps created by her anal wrinkles. And even with less air passing through his nostrils, the concentration of stink is actually worse.\n\nThe Skunk seems to be having a blast as her fluffy tail stands and sways, blocking most of the light with her cheeks doing the rest. Her pucker keeps puckering, offering small instances of easier inhalation while planting hot, wrinkled, sticky kisses on his gaping nose holes. Patrick on the other hand is doing terribly, it would have been better if the eye-watering combination of scents was all he had to deal with but there?s also the presence of shit literally melting on his tongue. Said tongue probably hasn?t been more encased in feces as it has now, the Skunk?s fat ass pressing down and mashing the scat, compressing his tastebud in a dense stuffing of poop while pressing out more of the rancid flavour.\n\nD////<) ?\n\n``RMGHK?!''\n\nThe moment he hears that, the human starts panicking with his heart pounding in his chest. The pounding gets quicker when he feels the familiar preparatory flexing and puckering of the hot anus practically glued to his nostrils! As he feels it bloom, Patrick clenches his eyes tight!\n\nFP-B-BBBBBBRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T~\n\n``!!!!!!''\n\nHis eyelids don?t hold for long before they immediately pop open, already showing the white of his eyes with his eyeballs turned up in his head! It didn?t even take a second of the hot fumes swelling his nasal cavity for him to be hit with the worst smell of a fart that he didn?t even think was possible! Him, the guy that?s sniffed hundreds of farts and consumed dozens of bowel movements from anthropomorphic beasts of all kinds, the guy that had literally got his head stuck up a Cow girl?s shitter and breathed her pure gas practically direct from the source! The guy that snort boiling diarrhea from the butthole of a Peahen with lactose intolerance is now smelling a fart that makes him wish to go back to those times instead!\n\n~PPPPPRPRRRRRRR-R-RPFFFFFFRRRPPPTTTT-T-TRRRR~\n\n``KNK! GRMGH-GRRRGGHHHMK~!''\n\nPatrick let?s out a scream as he goes ballistic, said scream dampened by layers upon layers of packed feces stuffing his mouth and his ballistic jerking still held down by the indestructible binds. Still it?s enough that his head spasms and jerks even when pressed down by the Skunk?s meaty ass cheeks, causing his gaping nostrils to intermittently unstick from the skunk?s unloading anus. Tiny sprays and puffs of her flatulence leaks out of the momentary gaps between his nose and her spewing shitter, as it thickly seeps up and out of her crack, the colour is so dense, an intensely saturated, muddy yellow that's almost like vaporized bronze! It looks barely a gas and short of turning into a liquid, very heavy and visually moist. Just looking at the kind of gas that leaks from the Skunk?s crack makes one want to hold their breath, pinch their nose, stuff their head in a plastic bag and hastily hide underwater! And unfortunately, Patrick can?t accomplish even the first step!\n\n? ?\n\nThe Skunk let?s out a sigh after only five seconds of release. The fart she just let out was definitely no record breaker when compared to the countless Anthros that visited the human toilet today alone, in fact, such a ``short'' fart could be considered below average in terms of volume. However, if her aim was really to let it out for real, a Skunk like her could challenge even smaller Bovines when it comes to volume of gas. Rather than try to prove something though, the Skunk is being mindful of what the human can take, as even she isn?t one hundred percent confident in his current mental reinforcements. For even if that fart was below average in terms of volume, it more than makes up for it with being an undisputed chart topper in terms of pure stink, and that?s something any Skunk will bet their stripes on!\n\n``GRRNGHK! GGRMMM-GHK!''\n\nCase in point, the fart has already ended yet the human is still acting like the sizzling gust is still being injected into his nasal passage, his intense jerking and squirming making her plump ass cheeks bounce like he?s trying to escape some unbearable torture.\n\nAnd for Patrick, it?s hardly a misconception, as the human is agonized at the fact that his nose hadn?t been melted off in the blast. This level of stink is something he didn?t think possible, it?s something he?d thought a few times over the past few days already, however it genuinely feels like this is it, this is truly the one! This time he really can?t think straight, it even feels like his scent receptors are glitching out from a scent that even they can?t handle, like overclocked processers still struggling to compute even after being overclocked. Unfortunately there's nothing like a merciful crash for his sense of smell. Every property of what is the vilest stench to date is delivered to his brain without fail, his mind already lagging as his insides endure a poisonous pollution unlike what he?s already experienced.\n\n``GGGGRRRRGGGHHHH~!!''\n\nFarts like this shouldn?t exist, they can?t exist! How is it okay for any creature to be able to just go around with such a lethal chemical weapon trailing behind them, and how is it legal to torture someone to this extent no matter what wrong they?ve done?!\n\n\"Guess my farts are too stinky even for you huh? You know I could actually get fined for letting out too much of this stuff in public? There was even a time where a Skunk almost got sued for letting out a fart too close to where a human was standing and causing the poor guy to be knocked out for a whole day.\"\n\nShe says it with more pride than anything.\n\n``KHR-GHRRGHK!''\n\n\"Forget finding people willing to sniff our farts, it's hard finding people who?re even able to do so. Most people still don?t want to go through the degree of magical strengthening that you went through.\"\n\nOf course not, even crazy people have standards to an extent. Who in their right mind would want to experience even a fraction of what the human is going through in this very moment? Even most people with a scat fetish who would eat actual poop would shy away from smelling the farts of a few particular species of Anthro. Only the hardcore ones would let a Cow girl rip ass in their face, the drought of willing skunk fart sniffers is understandably sever. But having sniffed it himself now, Patrick feels that it still isn?t severe enough! It?s a good thing then that he doesn?t really have a choice, at least from the perspective of the many Anthros in the area and this Skunk in particular.\n\n\"I?ll take it easy on you since it was your first time smelling my farts but I expect you to actually sniff starting with the next one.\"\n\n``KRRGHK~! GRRRGHK!''\n\nPatrick is bawling his eyes out below the Skunk?s butt from the unbelievably impossible command. The human is still out of it and not even a quarter of the way recovered from her very first fart, how is he possibly expected to inhale the rotten anal spew by his own free will?!\n\n\"Oh yes you will, because the last thing you want is for these farts to smell even stronger the next time I visit you, right?\" (# ~ ? ~)\n\nHe wants to scream, plead with her that he just can?t do it, but with a mouthful of shit in the way, there?s not even anything that can be said. And it?s not like the Skunk would listen or care anyway, even if he could talk, it would in no way make her hesitate from ripping another one in his nose, like how her hot anus is puckering against his poisoned nostril shorty after her first fart had almost fried his brain!\n\n``Hhhmmnn~''\n\nPPPPPPRRRRRRGGGRGRG-G-G-GGRRRRRRRTTTTRRR~\n\nHHHHNN- ``KKRRRGHHH~!''\n\nIn a moment of utter panic, Patrick tries desperately to begin inhaling the moment his nostrils gape open from the expulsion of steamy, gaseous rot!\n\n``GHK! GGRRRRGHHMMGH~!!''\n\nAnd immediately he can no longer endure and simply lets her butt inject his nostrils as he squeals in agony! Her fart is too rotten for him to fully comprehend in a short space of time, causing a smell stronger than the gas lingering in his nostrils to hit his brain like a truck as his respiratory system is flooded in the vile pestilence! His struggle this time is even fiercer than before, the binds rattling like they?ll actually be damaged. Meanwhile the Skunk is as relaxed as her yawning anus, the hot, tingling skunk gas spewing past her pooper right into the human?s flatulence receptacles glued to her shitter. The sound made as her gas is injected into his nasal passage is like farting into a spacious plastic cup, the sound is only more fart-like whenever his intense struggling momentarily breaks the pressed seal between her anus and his nose.\n\n~PPPPRRRRGG-GTT-T-TTTTTRRRRRRRRPPP-P-PPPRRRR~\n\n``Aaaaaahhhh~'' \n\n``GUK!''\n\nIt?s almost illegal for Skunk Anthros like herself to fart within a few foot vicinity of regular humans, farting close up into an altered human?s face is pushing it. Ripping gas directly into the nostrils of a regular altered human is a dangerous act that could potentially lead to unfortunate results. Only for a particularly reinforced altered such as this human toilet under her own maintenance would Shelly dare to do something so heinous. Such a thing would be comparable to attaching a gas mask to a regular altered human?s face and running branching tubes into the butts of two or more separate Bovine Anthros after a filling dinner. Or at least that?s the assumption. For it should be noted that Shelly hasn?t even smelled what her own farts smell like in a long time, it?s to the point where even Skunk Anthros themselves are weary of their own gas.\n\nIt?s crazy, but the fact that Patrick?s tongue is currently encased in Raccoon feces might actually be a godsend. For the Skunk?s farts are so powerful and vile that he?s currently on the brink of mental collapse just taking it into his nose. He can?t even imagine what it would be like if he had to taste it too. As he inhales the lengthy six second fart, or rather, as he?s pumped full of sizzling, fetid skunk flatulence through his aching nostrils, the human's tongue shivers amidst the rancid scat like the one that got away, the booming blasts of flatulence through his respiratory system like war explosions in a rainy sky. If only the owner of said tongue could be spared in a similar fashion.\n\n~PPPPRRRRPPT~ FFPPPPRRRTT~\n\n``Phew!'' ( ??? ) ?*\n\n``KHURK! GGRREEEGHK!!''\n\n? ^ ) ?*\n\n``HHHRRRMMGHK~?!!''\n\nThe human screams in disbelief with a mouthful of shit! She can?t be serious!\n\n\"All I asked you to do was sniff and you couldn?t even do that, what kind of user satisfaction is that?\"\n\n``UHK! GHK!''\n\n? ^^^ ? )\n\nThat?s clearly not the problem here!\n\n\"That?s only the one demerit penalty by the way. Your senses will get bumped up to 3x only if you get to three demerits so it?s not that bad. As for the two demerits which you have now, it makes it so that now two people can use you at the same time.\"\n\nThe Skunk says so while using her admin privileges to input the human's rating on the spot.\n\n``Hhrmmkkff~''\n\nActually, at some point in time, somewhere in the back of his mind, Patrick did wonder how, even among all the cruel She-beasts that have made him their oral bitch/living toilet, that they?d only used him one at a time each time. Even in the case of the Bunny and Bovine from earlier, Emily was the only one that forced him to sniff her farts. Well, the human now received his answer, in the way that he can now expect such things going forwards, and worse yet, at a full two times the sensitivity!\n\n``GGRRMGGHK! UURMGHK!''\n\n\"You only have yourself to blame. I bet it?s not so impossible to sniff my farts now right?\"\n\nSadly, that just might be the case, for no matter how much Patrick uselessly protests, no matter how much he wants to rebel, not only will nothing come out of it but he now has so much to lose in the process. His only choice now is to comply.\n\n\"Get ready, I wanna hear you actually sniff this one. You should be lucky that you don?t have to smell it with twice the sensitivity, yet.\"\n\nThe mere thought of it is horrifying, and there?s nothing like it to light yet another fire below the desperate human?s butt which is already good and charred by this point. Mustering his resolve that still yet to completely abandon him, Patrick prepares to do the undisputed worst thing he?s ever done in his life by his own \"free will\"\n\n\"By the way, just so you know, merits rewards only last as long as you have the score but demerits stick for minimum a year after you acquire them.\"\n\n``GUHK??!!''\n\nWHAT??!!\n\nPPPPPPPPRRRPP-PPPPPPPRRRRRPFPFPFFTTT-T-T-T~\n\nPatrick is so shocked at her statement that he?s almost successfully sabotaged into choking on her gas the moment it starts suddenly spewing out!\n\n~FFFFFPPPPPPRRRRR-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRTTTTTTT-T-T~\n\n?///)^^^(///< )\n\nBarely holding on and immediately wishing he didn?t, Patrick sucks the rank gas out of the Skunk?s yawning butt hole barely faster than the relieving pressure can force it down into him. He?s so desperate in fact that the creamy tendrils of gaseous waste that almost slipped past her anal wrinkles are sucked right back in, her pucker almost literally sticking to his vacuuming nose holes with even some sticky butt funk acting as glue.\n\nHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNFFFFFFF~!\n\n~P-P-PRPRPRPRRRRRRR-GGGGGRRTTTTRRRRRRP-P-P~\n\nFFFNNNNHHKK~! ``GRRGHK!'' HHHHHNNNNNNFKN-KNKF~!\n\nIt?s sure to be only a ``short'' fart, however the human already wants to give up and tap out barely a second into huffing. The absolutely rotten stench is slamming his senses like a speedball, unbearably moist and creamy, steaming bog billows deep through his respiratory system. Alarms go off in his head, every fibre of his being wants to reject the gas. Signals keep racing through his nerves and to his inflating lungs, demanding he regurgitate the poisonous pestilence filling his insides. Within the span of seconds the human is in and endlessly recurring struggle with his own mind. Breathe it out, end the suffering, endure, the punishment isn?t worth the momentary salvation. At this point the sheer stink of the Skunk's gas might actually be turning Patrick into a crazy person, or maybe it?s all that he?s endured so far coming down on him like a crashing tower of cards with the Skunk?s gas being the final ace that did it.\n\n~FFFRRRPPP-P-PRPRPRRRR-R-R-R~\n\n?''\n\nWhatever it is, Patrick?s probably gone through more in his mind in these agonizingly long six seconds than he did in a whole week when he still lived a normal life. By the time the fart finally ended, the human is so out of it that he can?t tell if he?d managed to sniff the whole thing or not, almost like he can?t even feel his nostrils suctioned onto the Skunk?s steaming anus even after the fart had finally ended. One thing?s for sure though, Patrick would give anything to trade in what little freedoms he has currently just for the ability to puke like he so badly wants to.\n\n``GGRRRGHH~! GHHHEERGHK~! HK-GGRRRGHK~!''\n\n\"Alright, okay, you actually did it.\"\n\nThe Skunk has no choice but to give the human genuine props, she?d obviously had even less faith in him than he did himself. However, even if the sound of her fart echoing into his inflated nasal passage had drowned out the sound of his desperate sniffing, the suction of his nostrils on her shitter and the greater ease with which her putrid gas had flown out of her butt and into him was telling enough that he?d sniffed from beginning to end. His nostrils are even still sucking on her pooper like he hadn't had enough. Though, with farts as intense as hers, he?d probably just stopped thinking after like the first two seconds and had just been inhaling on autopilot. But, a win?s a win, even if the human doesn?t feel like he?s won. If it?s anything he did win, it?s only more hardships.\n\n``Do it like that and you'll be earning yourself merits in no time. Just so you know, you can shave off demerits early by sacrificing twice the amount of merits.'' \n\n``GRK! HHRRRMGH~'' \n\nPatrick had been struggling to pay attention to whatever she was saying as her gas continued to wreak havoc inside of him, however this one piece of information is something the human has no choice but to cling unto. Such news is enough to make even him, who's long learned to distrust any kind of goodwill from an Anthro, genuinely see some hope at last.\n\n(o *? ? *? )o\n\n``Hrrrmmgghh~'' ( ?///)X(///? )\n\nAnd so quickly he's grabbed away from his ever so slightly hopeful future, back into the beyond terrible present.\n\n\"I want you to keep sniffing my farts but while you?re doing it, I also want you to eat the poop that?s in your mouth.\"\n\nAs in the poop that?s been literally marinating his tastebuds this whole time and sitting in his mouth to the point that there?s shit sludge composed of pure feces and his own saliva leaking halfway down his stinking throat. Under \"normal\" circumstances, the human would have been glad to finally get to swallow the shit and get it into his stomach where he at least doesn?t have to taste it as intensely. However, not only is he currently in a situation where his tongue might actually be better off packed under the layers of rancid Raccoon crap,\n\n\"Here?s the catch though, you can?t chew it and you have to use only your tongue to get it down.\"\n\n``Mmmmrrrggh~''\n\nBut he can?t even get to get it down like a \"normal\" human toilet would!\n\n\"No cheating, trust me, I?ll be able to tell.\"\n\nSaying that, the Skunk lightly flexes her plump cheeks upon his face, forcing out more vomit-inducing noises from the dense packing of putrid scat. At this point, Patrick genuinely doesn?t know what out of all the current possible scenarios will bring him the least suffering. It might be a good thing then that he?s unable to choose, at least not if he wants his future life in this prison to be rife with worse and worse punishments!\n\n\"Ready?\" ? ? ?\n\n``KRK!''\n\nAs ready as he?ll ever be, and the Skunk?s hot anus passionately kisses his nose either way.\n\nPPPPPPPRRRRPP-P-PPFFFFRRRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTRRRR~\n\n``HRMK~!''\n\nGod, her farts aren?t even the hottest he?s inhaled yet the moistness and pure stink of them make it feels like these will be the ones to finally melt his sinuses into mush! After having struggled like a madman and gone limp a few times, now Patrick?s body seizes up stiff as a board as he inhales yet another bout of the most rotten farts a species of Anthro can produce! It takes everything the human has within him to endure the barrage that?s actually the smallest fart yet at only four seconds. If only he'd be rewarded for his efforts.\n\n``GRRGHK! UURRGH~!''\n\n\"I?m pretty sure you?re supposed to be eating right now?\"\n\n``KHK!''\n\nPatrick?s whole chest tightens as his heart skips a beat or two. Her farts are so absolutely vile and rotten than he completely forgot about his other task in the moment, and who could blame him?! But excuses mean nothing to these Anthros in the first place, even at times when he can actually speak!\n\n\"Let's not make it three demerits right off the bat, okay?\" ( ^ ? ^ ) ?*\n\n``MRGNK, MMRGHK!''\n\nPatrick doesn?t dare be relieved at being let off the hook, if there?s one thing he can absolutely trust a treacherous Anthro on, it?s that he won?t be getting any more chances no matter what! Thus, the human gets right to work without even waiting for the skunk?s anus to pucker again.\n\nSKLRK-CHLRKCH~ ``UHK!''\n\nIt?s almost sad that his reaction isn?t as strong as it should be as he quickly starts working on the shit in his mouth. That?s not to say that the horrific flavours aren?t there, they?ve been polluting his mouth from the very first moment the Raccoon drop a hot log in his mouth and the taste has gotten no better even to this point. In fact, more flavour immediately becomes available to the human as he yanks his tongue out through the thick layers of festering crap, allowing the Skunk to feel his whole face twitch violently under her heavy ass.\n\nAn impression of his own tongue is left behind in the dense packing of feces, said tongue quickly losing its best protection against that which is poisoning his respiratory system. But there?s plenty atrocities still to be had in more solid of the wastes. Barely holding himself back from chewing the shit on instinct, Patrick stiffens his shit coloured tongue and presses it back into the shit.\n\n“GHK!” SQURLKLK~ “KRF!”\n\nAnd there's the proper reaction as his tongue full of still very lively tastebuds breaks open, rips through and parts a path with a belly-churning squelch through the poop that's packed together like layers of dense mud, dense, rancid, rotten mud excreted from the bowels of a creature much to small to produce so much putrid waste! Fragments, lumps, clumps, nuggets and stringy remains scrape and grind against his tongue as he digs in deep, his watery eyes clenching hard as the flavour of feces violently attacks his shit-filled stomach. It's almost like the flavour he's experiencing is different from what has been soaking into his mouth all this time. Piercing through the layers of shit with his tongue is practically like licking a poop lollipop with intent to get to the centre, every centimetre he gets in is a centimetre of feces dragging right along his ten thousand tastebu-\n\nGGG-G-GGGGGGGGRRRRRTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRRTRTRT-T-T~\n“MMRRRMGGHF~!!” HHHHHHHHHNNNNF~! SQURLCHK~\n\nHe's not even fully into the shit before he's caught by surprise by another intense skunk gassing! As though the rotten flavours of the Raccoon's crap wasn't horrid enough, his scent receptors spark to life, sapping a good chunk of the brainpower allotted to his tongue and tripping up his tormented mind.\n\n~PRPRPRP-P-PPPPPFFFFFFPPT-T-TTRRRRRRRRRPP-P-P~\nHHHHUUUNNFFFFF~! SLRCH-KRLKCH~ “UHK!” HHHHNNNNFFFF~! HHUUFF! HHHHHNNNNFFFKNK~!\n\nBe that as it may, the same reinforced mental fortitude that's allowed his mind to not collapse within the first five minutes of this torture also allows him to begin inhaling without missing more than a beat! Hell, the human even displays dexterity and multitasking impossible for his former self as his tongue continues ploughing through the fetid bowel muck even as his lungs inflate with pure skunk gas. Despite every survival sense in his body screaming at him to just give up on everything, Patrick perseveres through the six second ass to nose flogging, his nostrils vibrating intensely as gas rushes through his nasal passage while his spasming tongue finally hooks into the thick shit!\n\n\"Not bad, not bad at all.\"\n“UURRGH~!” SQUELCHK~ “GHRRGHK!”\n\nEnduring the stink with eyes reddened by tears, Patrick's poor lungs soak up the gaseous pestilence faster than he can yank a chunk of scat out of the nasty packing in his mouth. The slimy shit comes out like scooping out a big, thick, sticky chunk of ice cream, except the taste is vile as it’s still warm from baking in the Raccoon’s bowels. Still holding the Skunk's instructions close to his withered heart, the thick dollop of scat is taken deep into the back of his throat.\n\nSQULRKCH~ GNK- GLNK-K~\n\nIt might just be a stroke of luck that he's held the shit in his mouth as long as he did, for all the sludgy shit saliva now coating down the whole walls of his throat actually makes the task slightly easier. Still it’s a fight like no other trying to get the thick mass of unchewed poop to squirm down his gullet, particularly with his regained partial autonomy rejecting every single aspect of the act. Both the physical and psychological battle leaves him choking and gagging on the tongue-scooped wad of rancid feces more than a whore chokes on cock, a regular whore at least. In terms of being a whore that chokes on cock, Patrick certainly knows a thing or two.\n\n“GRM-!” GRLNK-! SQURLCH~\n\nIt could be said that his experience gulping down big loads of all kinds from big Anthros of all kinds is the only reason Patrick manages to get the scat moving towards his stomach. From there, it’s just a matter of waiting for the feces to join all the rest inside his belly while prepping his tongue to-\n\nBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T-TTT-PPPPRRRRRRR~\n“Aaaaahhh~” ( ≧ Д ≦ ) ♥\n“KKRRRGHH~!”\n\nAn Anthro’s farts, especially a Skunk Anthro’s farts, waits for absolutely no-one! The very sudden barrage with only a light flex of her anus as warning causes his throat to clamp up with the feces slowly squirming inside. The Raccoon’s poop is actually squashed into shape by his throat. The disgusting sensation of the thick, dense scat stretched out along his constricting gullet makes the human feel even more like his throat is an extension of the shitting Raccoon's bowels, however such a nauseating sensation pales against the rotten smell of Skunk farts!\n\n~PPPP-P-PPPPRRRRRRRRRRFFFTTT-TRTRR-R-R-RRRR~\nHHHHNNNNNKKK- KKKKRRRRRFFSTTTT-T-T~\n“MGHK!!!”\n\nThe fart spews and spews, eventually, one of the many worst case scenarios happens when Patrick feels the gas spill from his nasal passage, as though he weren't inhaling hard enough, and lightly brush the part of his tongue with the thinnest layer of Raccoon shit coating it!\n\nSQUELCH-CH-CHRKLK~\n“GHURRRGHK~!” HHHUUUNNNFFFFK~! HHHHHHHNNNNNFFF~!\n\nThe way the human's tongue slammed back into the hot waste would make one think it had a mind of its own! It's the easiest Patrick's tongue has ever pierced through the thickly packed feces, and thank heavens for that, otherwise it feels like he would've tasted something that'd put even the poop in his mouth to shame.\n\n\"You're doing good, keep going.\"\n\nThe Skunk doesn't have to tell him, he feels like the longer he takes to fulfil her sick request, the longer it will take for her to get off of his face and stop injecting her stinking farts into his nose. It's actually within his best interest right now to eat the poop as fast as possible, which sucks extra hard since he can't even chewing it like he hates doing so much!\n\nSLRCHK~ SQURLK~ “GHK!” GLP-GNLK~\n\nAs though the last fart had put some pep in his step, the human begins eating into the fetid waste voraciously, about as voraciously as he can manage with just his tongue. It might have been easier if the poop was still how the Raccoon had left it, however, having been mashed into a more homogenous, dense packing by the damn Skunk's fat buns, it takes a lot more effort to break through and tear off large chunks of the fetid scat with just his tongue!\n\nFFFFRRRPP-P-P-PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRTTT-T-TTRRRRR~\n“GMRGHK!!”\n“Mnf, don’t forget to breathe~”\n\nThat's not even counting the fact that he has to inhale the worst farts he's ever smelled all the while that he's doing it. As the taste of hot shit gets scraped and scrubbed along his tastebuds, the mind-melting stink of pure Skunk flatulence is injected into his respiratory system with no particular regularity. The human can only wait to feel her anus puckering against his nostrils and huff for dear life until his lung fully inflate with her thankfully \"small\" farts.\n\nPPPPPPRRRRRPPPP-P-P~ FFFPPPRPRRRRRRPPPTT-T-TT~\n“UGHK!” SQURLCHK-K~\n\nIt's not easy in the slightest, having to constantly shift his attention between eating tongue-shaped tunnels through the fetid feces in his maw, ripping off chunks and forcing his throat to deliver the poop to his belly where it should have been since a while ago, and making sure to inhale each and every single fart that blasts out of the Skunk's nasty, bare ass hole.\n\nHHHHNNNNNFFFF- BBBBBBRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTRR~\n“GHK!” HHHUUNNFFF~! HHHHNNNNFFFF~ GLNK~\n\nThe gas comes over and over non-stop, each time causing his tongue to pause completely whether lodged in the poop or holding a thick chunk that’s already been licked out of the waste. In place of his tongue thicky protected in a shell of rancid feces, his scent receptors take on the full brunt of the torture. Huffing as hard as he can at the farts that are less than the average, his lungs are almost enough to contain everything, only a small amount of the gas slips past and flows down his throat. The whole time his tongue stays completely still and shivering, like the gas flowing behind it is a terrifying monster that will pounce if it even twitches in disgust. Only when the threat has past does he barely have the mental capacity to keep shovelling the fetid waste.\nLump after thick, chunky, rancid lump is dumped whole down his gullet in the gap between the rotten gassing. His gagging, retching throat rolling each shit wad with a coating of the shit saturated saliva that went down before it. By the time it reaches his belly, it’s been further cooked in the hot gas occupying his gullet.\n\n“Mmmnnn~”\nGGGGGRERRRTTT-T-T-TTTRRRPPPPPPPPRRRP-P-PRTT-T~\n“HHHHMMMMMNGGHPHK~!!”\n\nNot even Patrick can understand how he’s still holding onto his sanity. No fart is better than the last and it never gets easier to tongue out and swallow the warm poop. He perseveres with whatever will he can manage, sniffing and sniffing constantly, a persistent nagging in the back of his mind pleading with him as the raw stink consumes him from the inside. His tongue builds up a thicker and thicker layer of feces as he swallows what he can, the swelling of his face instead shrinking over time right below the Skunk’s heavy ass. Many farts successfully inhale and more tongues full of feces than he can count later, the human has to squirm his tongue deep into his flattened cheeks to get to the rest of the rancid scum.\n\nCHHRCHK~ SQQUERLURKCH~ “UGHK!” SLRCHK~\nPPPRRRPP~ PPPPRRRRRPPPFFT~ BBBBRRTT-T-T-TTRRR~\nHHHHHHNNNNNFFFFF~! “UHK!”\n“Phoooh, they just keep coming, don’t they?” ( > y︶ ¬)\n\nHe's not even surprised and neither does he care about how well his tongue grows and stretches in a freakish way, it only matters that it can reach the last of the waste without the Skunk’s heavy butt squashing it flat. The last stretch is arguably the most difficult as it takes even more effort to actually drag a reasonable amount of feces out passed the space squashed by the meaty cheeks. Eventually, Patrick is left licking shit stains off his teeth, gums and the inside of his cheeks, finding little success with his tongue that’s itself even more discoloured in the rancid scum. However, it seems like it’s eventually enough as far as the Skunk is concerned, as at a point, no more farts are blasted into his nasal passage while the Raccoon’s whole bowel movement sits proudly upon a throne of other Anthros’ feces inside his belly.\n\n“GHURRRK!”\n“Not bad, things got pretty dicey for you a few times there but at least you made it to the end. Full Flush.”\n\nThe Skunk says proudly as though she’d personally trained him in his human toilet duties as she sits completely smothering his shrunken down face. Did he really do good, is this his reward for managing to smell everything down to the end? \n\nGRRKGHK-GK-G-GRKGKGKLRSCHK~\n\nThe violent and unbearably loud noise of countless layers of shit getting churned, crushed and blended up like it's in a beaten up, old washing machine is something Patrick hadn't heard until this point. Most likely it's another new feature added by the Skunk, however all the human cares about right now is the fact that his insides are being flushed out. The sensory feedback might be brutal as usual, however the rapid shrinkage of his belly is accompanied by the break down and elimination of the rotten, poisonous stench polluting his respiratory system. The protective coating of crap thickly layered on his tongue likewise gets stripped until his tastebuds are fully refreshed. From the mind-melting taste and smell of raccoon poop and skunk gas, Patrick feels whole again to be back to square one.\n\n\"Zero Autonomy Mode.\"\n\nThe Skunk even engages the human toilet's default mode, truly bringing him back to square one as he feels the change both physically and mentally. Honestly, it's probably for the best. Even with partial autonomy, he can't get away with actually doing what he wants or refusing to do what the Anthros desire without being heavily punished for it. Better to just leave everything out of his control for the sake of his piece of mind. And the fact that the Skunk reset everything hopefully means that she's done using him.\nBut it's soon obvious that that's not the case.\n\n\"You know, Zero Autonomy mode doesn't actually describe it literally. You're still free to move your body the way you want outside of automatic functions and you can even talk.\"\n\nThat would be great if he weren't physically restrained and gagged!\n\n\"Another thing is that you still maintain all of your body's natural reactions. So tell me,\"\nSQWCH~ “ULLGHTH~?!”\n\nVery abruptly the human is made to yelp as he feels the sudden impact and pressure of the Skunk roughly stepping down on something, the thing sticking out between his partially spread legs!\n\n\"How come you're stiff as a board right now?\"\n“??!!”\n\nThe human himself is at least ten times as Shocked as the skunk is, because only now that her foot paw is mashing into it does her realise the erect state of his pecker! And it's not even regularly erect like how it sometimes got before yesterday, him being stiff as a board is hardly an exaggeration as it feels like he's harder than he's ever been! Even if he can't see it himself, the feeling as she mashes down on his member is enough to feel for himself how engorged he is, almost like his dick has swelled one or two inches more than his previous best. But rather than wonder how such a thing is possible, it's more concerning that he even has a boner in the first place!\n\n\"And here I was thinking that you actually hated my farts but now it looks like you can't get enough of them.\" ( ¬ ∀ ¬)\n“ULTHGH, THHLGHT~!”\n\nPatrick's heart skips multiple beats as he tries desperately to deny what the Skunk just said. There's no way that would even be true, it's literally impossible. His entire time here has been the literal worst period of his entire life so far, without contest! But what both the human and the Skunk don't realize is that it's even worse than it appears. For the full flush function that even clears the scum off his face also eliminates any ejaculate that might be trapped in the stretchy pocket around his member. In other words, having been flushed multiple times today, there's actually no telling how many times the human had orgasmed as he himself didn't even realise he was popping a boner before now!\nBut whatever the case, the Skunk's interest is still very much piqued, because even with being an admin for the stall, she didn't expect something like this to happen, and so soon at that! Nothing about her claims were false, even with \"zero\" autonomy active, practically every natural reaction, save for the human's ability to vomit, has been left untouched.\n\n\"I guess they picked the right person to lock up in here huh? Oops, I mean, it's a good thing you're getting 'punished' for your 'crime'.\"\n\nPatrick doesn't even care about the implication in the Skunk's words right now, the human is dealing with the severe mental conflict his erection has brough simultaneously as the Skunk aggressively plays with his engorged pecker! Her thick, clawed toes press and pinch his throbbing member while her sole kneads the engorged meat into the hard ground. The sheer thinness of the material wrapping his rod practically leaves nothing between her rough and stiff foot pads and his aching dick! The human's whole body stiffens and jerks as he lets out anguished groans from the sensation that in his mind should not feel anywhere near as stimulating as it does!\n\nBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRPP-P-PPTPTPTTT-T-TRRRRRRR~\n“MMMRRNMGHK~?!”\n\nAnd right in the midst of internal conflict, a very sudden blast of gas right to the nose makes his body spasm violently as he screams from the poisonous stink! His insides have only just been properly cleaned out and his airways cleared of filth, that brief moment of smelling nothing but the Skunk's pungent ass musk and forgetting for a second how rotten her farts smell serve as a violent awakening as he inhales the fetid fumes automatically!\nAnd as the rotten butt spew is violating his insides,\n\n~FFFPPPPPRRRRPPTTTTT-T-T~ BBBBBBBRRRRTT-T-T~\nHHHHHNNNNNFFFFFF~! “GHK!” HHHHNNNNNNFFFF~!\nGokunk~ Gokunk~\n“Hah, would you look at that?”\n\nThe Skunk let's her ass spew and grins as she feels the human spasming violently below her ass while pinned below her foot, his hot reception pulsates and throbs almost as violently! There's no question that the human is taking in all of her fart, even if she isn't pressing her anus right into his nose. For that's exactly why she reset his autonomy after noticing his boner, so that he'll have to snort her farts no matter what as she plays with his dick.\n\n~PPPPPRRFFF-FTFT-T-T~\n“KHRGHK! GUHK!”\n\nAt least in Patrick's case, being nasally violated by the putrid pestilence was more than enough for him to completely forget the perilous condition between his legs as he desperately inhaled all the fumes while trying just as desperately to not go insane! Having huffed yet another short, four second fart with a refreshed pair of lungs and optimized scent receptors has left him choking violently on the steaming gaseous load while his eyes are once more red with tears of pure disgust. And with the last of the gas lingering thickly in his system, he won't be getting over the smell anytime soon.\n\n\"Alright bonus round!\" (o •̀ ▽ •́ )o☆\n“??!!”\n\nAnd without waiting even twenty seconds for her rotten gas to settle in his respiratory system, the Skunk excitedly announces while her anus is already puckering again!\n\n“Hnf!” (•̀ ////皿//// •́) \nPPPPPPPRRRRRRPP-PFRRRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T-TRRRR~\n“GHK!”\n\nAgain the human's nostrils flare and his nasal passage swells as he desperately huffs the vile fumes. This time, the volume of gas as the Skunk's anus gapes slightly wider is too much for even his huffing to allow it to bypass his oral cavity, almost instantly the putrid, rotten taste that he'd managed to avoid all this time strikes his tongue with every refreshed tastebud fully drowned in the bronze bog!\n\nHHHHNNNNNNNFFFF~! “GURGHK-!” HHHUUUNNNFFF~!\n\nOf course the flavour of hot, steamy anthropomorphic skunk fart is worse that he could have possibly imagined. The taste is comparable only to the worst diarrhea he's savoured to date, making his now empty belly flip and lurch violently as it steams down his throat while his tongue basks in the insane pestilence. And while all of that is going on.\n\n“AHUK!” HHHHHHHNNNNNNNNFFFF~! “GHK!” \nSQUEECH~SQWRK~ Gokunk! Gokunk!\n\nAs the Skunk farts, as her putrid gas echoes through his nasal passage and swells his lung and belly, the human's member pulsates aggressively below her feet. In response, Shelly lets her shitter do its thing while she aggressively steps down on his dick. Pressing the engorged meat like she's trying to flatten it with her stiff foot pads and the damn thing only throbs more excitedly.\n\n~PPPPPPRRRRRPP-P-PFFFSSTT-T-T~\n“KHURGHK~!”\n\nPerhaps her gas is way too awful for the human to afford to even pay attention to what's happening with his dick. But maybe that's for the better, as it makes it more effective to condition him when the unconscious reaction of his body is so powerful despite how terribly her gas affects his senses. So she continues using her foot, her toes clenching and gripping the girth of his member between them, said girth incomparable to her own as her own member has been swollen since a while ago.\n\n“Heads up!”\nGGRGRGRG-G-GGGRRRRRRRRRRRPP-P-PRRRTTTT-T~\n“GHUUURRGHK!” HHHHHHNNNNNNNFFFFFFF~!\n\nThe Skunk doesn't take long after one blast to inject another into the human's nostrils. Her farts may still be as \"short-lived\" as they were previously, however the frequency with which she lets it out into his nostrils now is incomparable. The volume of gas she's letting out with each fart is also noticeably greater. Patrick isn't allowed to catch anything resembling a breath as he constantly inhales fart after rotten skunk fart. Meanwhile his dick is so excited and engorged that his shaft tries to part the clamp Shelly’s toes have on it.\nThe Skunk starts pressing her foot back and forth as well, her pad giving the dick a deep tissue massage while her toes jerk it through the thin fabric with the grip of someone furiously masturbating. It’s by far the roughest footjob the human has ever received but the way his dick throbs would make one believe that it was also the best.\n\n~FFFRRRBBBRRRRRPPTT~ BBBBBBRRRTTT-T-TRTRTRR~\n“GHK!” HHHHNNNFFF~ HHHUUUUUNNNFFFF~ “GHAK!”\nGokunk~! Gogungk~\n\nIt soon reaches a point where one can't tell how much of the human's agonised groaning and wailing is from the farts constantly being injected into nose and how much is from the sensation of the anthro-styled footjob he's forced to receive in the midst of the violent gassing. One has to wonder how much focus he's even able to maintain on his boner when his airways are constantly being polluted by the product of an Anthro with the most sickening farts known to man or beast.\n\n“Gosh, this little thing is so restless~♪”\nPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRTTTT-T-TT~\n\nAnd when it comes to capacity, Skunks, even with their lacking size, can easily contest with the likes of Bovines and Rhinos. Each fart is short yet voluminous, neither parameter waning even with the continuous and hurried barrage. Rather, what's concerning is how much more the human can possibly take. His animated reactions to her rotten gas in the beginning are becoming more desperate and downright pitiful as he inhales a seemingly never-ending stream of sickening flatulence. It's the kind of torture that makes one wonder if his mind really might just shut down completely before he's able to serve even a week of his lifelong sentence.\nInstead, his dick only seems to be getting more lively, like it's gradually siphoning his resistive energy for itself. The human weeps real tears of sorrow and disgust while his pecker weeps trials of precum that’s like it's being wrung by the strong clamp of the Skunk's toes and the heavy press of her sole. Shelly swears that the rowdy thing has become a full inch more engorged since she started playing with it, however it's jerking so sporadically and intensely after only a couple minutes of non-stop nasal fart feeding that it can't possibly last much longer. So, for the grand finale,\n\n“Ooh, brace yourself~!” (ಠ //皿// <)\nBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPP-P-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRRRRR~\n“GUGHK?!”\n\nIt's a fact that starts out so big and nasty that the Skunk involuntarily moans as she begins spraying it out of her shit hole! At the same time, Patrick is terrified at the powerful outpouring of gas that feels like his nose will finally be blown off his face! Unfortunately for the tortured human, his nose stands strong, his scent receptors persevere and his lungs crank it up as he practically vacuums the rotten fumes out of the Skunk's spewing anus with his nose! The sheer volume of movement of gas is completely unlike what the Skunk has shown so far, proving that she can do it with but a thought as she easily produces more than half the fart pressure of the Cow girl from earlier in the day!\n\nHHHHNNNNNNFFFFF~! “GHUURRGHK~! UURRGHK~!!”\nSSPPPLLLUURRTTTTT~ SSPPPLLLLRRRRTTTT~\n“O-oh crap, there it goes~!”\n\nThat, combined with the incomparably rotten smell of her gas seems to have finally been the last straw that causes the human's pecker to start spewing like crazy! This time, even if his brain feels like it's being fried in the nastiest fart he's struggling to inhale, he has no choice but to be conscious of the intense orgasm making his whole body spasm. It's unfortunately a release like he's never felt before, the boiling heat in his lower belly only partially caused by the gas swelling him at an alarming rate.\n\n~PPPPPPRRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRR~\n“HHHHNNNNNFF~! “GHK!” SSSPLLLLLUUUUURRRTT~\nGokunk- SSSPLLLUUURRTTT~ SSPPPPPUUURRRTTTT~\n\nThe Skunk as well feels his member bucking under her foot and between her toes, she squeezes extra hard with her toes as though to strangle the impertinent thing yet that only seems to make it spew more, a thick swelling of hot human seed growing at the tip of his penile encasing. Just the first few spurts alone produce more semen than she's ever seen a human produce, the orgasm must be hitting him hard, but not nearly as hard as the pure, putrid stink and scary volume of her vile gas, which she's been releasing for five second already with no sign of stopping!\n\n~BBRBRBRBRBRB-B-B-BBBRR-PPPPPRRRRTTTTRRRRR~\n“UGHK! GHURRRGH!” HHHHHHNNNNNNFFFF~! “MRNGHK!”\n\nHis orgasm already ended with a great tingle still coursing through his body, Patrick is completely distraught to still be getting filled with gas! It's beyond six seconds now, he's in a situation similar to this afternoon where he kept filling his lungs, barely emptying them and being filled right back up again as his respiratory system struggles to keep up. Nine seconds in, after emptying and filling his lung multiple times, the human has never been so ready to just give up on everything. Make it stop, please, I can't take it anymore! He's at his wit's end and it just keeps coming! It's no wonder the Skunk took away his autonomy as he'd never be able to do this on his own. It feel like his insides will be permanently died the rotten bronze of the skunk's fart.\nPlease let it end!!\n\n“GUUURMGHK!!” ( ಥ///)^^^(///< )\nGokunk- SSPPPPUUURRRTT~ SSSPPPPLLLLRRRRRTTT~\n“Oh wow, you got it bad!” Σ (⊙_⊙)\n\nIn response to the human's violent internal plea, twelve seconds into the gassing, his dick erupts for the second time in the Skunk's grip. Even Shelly is startled by this, having planned to stop at fifteen seconds but now beholden to the human swelling the improvised condom with semen that neither of them knew he still had left in his balls!\n\n~B-B-BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTTTRRRRR~\n“HRMGHK!” HHHNNNFFF~ HHHHHNFFFFFFNK-K~!\nSSSPLLLLLRRRRTTT~ Gokunk! SSSSSPPPPUUUURRRRTT~\n\nCumming for the second time within seconds of the last is an even more intense experience. His dick now greatly sensitive after orgasm while simultaneously still being crushed under the Skunk's foot, each spurt makes his dick feel like it's on fire as the hot semen squeezes past his squashed cum pipe. His balls ache more with each pump it lets out, the poor gonads likely doing their best to churn out ejaculate yet quickly running out as there’s only so much that even an altered like him can produce at a time. After all, his alterations were made only with consideration of consuming waste and getting fucked in the face, him reaching climax from the experience was something not even the people who made him this way had actively considered.\n\n~PPRRP-PFRRRTTTT~\n“Phew, almost knocked you clean out with that one.” ✿ ( ￣ ///ω/// ￣ ) ✿❁\n\nTwenty seconds, as though she wanted to make sure the human didn't have a third shot in him, the Skunk's anus only stops marrying and belching into his nostrils after the worst twenty seconds of the day so far.\n\n“Khk… ghuur-khk…”\n\nWhether it be from being forced to orgasm twice, inhaling so much rotten gas without a break, or a combination of both, the human is left looking limp and lifeless as he lays below her butt, only the sharp spasms of disgust and violent churning of his belly showing that he's still alive and barely conscious. Not even the post-nut clarity could fix Patrick's current state in a short time.\n\n\"Hup.\"\nCHRLCHK~ “GHURK?!!”\n\nThe human is momentarily revived in an animated reaction as the Skunk suddenly gets up, unnecessarily letting his incredibly sensitive pecker bear almost the full brunt of her weight as she stands on it! Thankfully, whether it can actually be crushed with his newfound durability or not, she soon steps off, leaving behind the abused human toilet with a sizable balloon of nut resting off the end of his still throbbing rod and vile skunk fart leaking like evil miasma from his limply hung open facial orifices.\nAfter an event like that, one would have to wonder if this guy had intentionally got himself locked up because of the sick and twisted fetishes he secretly holds. But, knowing the full truth of the matter, the Skunk almost finds it pitiful, what he’s become in this short space of time.\n\n\"Look like you're right where you belong if you ask me. Who knows, you might actually end up wanting to spend the rest of your life like this.\" ( ￣ ω ￣)╭\n“Khrrrghh… KHURK!”\n\nIf the human could groan \"kill me\" right now he most definitely would, like those female knights he's read about a few times, except his situation is incomparably worse and the shame he now feels simply can't be matched. Now Patrick just wants her to leave so that he can wallow in his own shame and sorrows and it looks like she finally will as the Skunk start pulling her clothes back on, stuffing all her musty bits back into the thick denim workwear, including her own cock that's leagues larger than the human's best as it stand erect on her crotch.\n\n\"Before I go, here's a little encouragement so that you do your absolute best. If you manage to get a full set of demerits, you can actually get your sentence reduced.\"\n“??!!”\n\nThe human can't believe his ears, there's actually a possibility that he won't have to spend the entire rest of his life like this?! She's not lying right?!\n\n\"I'm not lying, honest. But on the other hand, you should know what'll happen if you get full demerits. Ever heard of the Remiro district?\"\n\"...!\"\n\nFor a moment Patrick has to think, however the moment he remembers something he heard once by chance, he's immediately startled! Isn't that the district where public human toiletry is practically outlawed?! Apparently it's because that Anthro-exclusive district specifically houses an unusual concentration of Anthros of certain species and types, mainly of those that would scare even consenting human toilet candidates out of serving them individually. In fact, there're even rumours that the district is purposefully composed of Anthro women trying to find a mate willing to indulge their sick fantasies!\n\n\"So you have heard of it. But did you know that they've been trying to get a public human toilet installed in that district for a while now? Every time, their petition gets shut down with plenty of humanitarian protests, saying that even death row criminals don't deserve such a fate.\"\n“Ullk… ulghk…”\n\nPatrick's chest feels tight and the human can't choke out a word, because he already can guess what she's trying to say. He barely even reacts as the Skunk once again steps on his semi-erect member.\n\n\"You might be 'enjoying' yourself here now but if I were you, I'd try to be on my best behaviour, unless you want that place to be your new home.\"\n“HK! GHURGHK?!”\n\nJust thinking about it briefly causes the human's face to stiffen and shiver as he chokes up, unable to even gag from the lingering stench of the Skunk's rotten farts. On the other hand, Shelly is almost disgusted to feel the human's pecker start swelling back up below her feet. The Skunk removes her foot before he can reach full mast and makes her way to the door of the stall.\n\n\"Look forward to the moment your senses are bumped up, trust me, you'll know exactly when it happens.\"\n\nAnd with that, she finally leaves the stall, leaving the human to lament on everything that had just happened and wallow in fear of what kind of future could possibly await him depending on how things unfold.\n\nKRFFFSSSFF~\n\"Ugh, finally, I gotta S.H.I.T!\" ( >///皿///< )\n\nWithout even a moment for him to fully take it all in, the floor of the stall shivers slightly as a particularly large and chubby Deer Anthro storms in on her hooves, her frustrations clear after waiting longer than usual for the Skunk's visit to end! What the Doe meets is the sight up a human seeming so broken with a look on his upturned face like he's completely given up on life.\n\n“Uh-” PLOP!\n\nSaid face gets unceremoniously buried in the particularly fat and plump ass of this Doe, the butt rests barely springing up in time to catch her weighty butt! Rather than any kind of pity, the only thing the human's expression illicit is a tingle in the Doe's pussy that grows wet as her fat shitter puckers on his nose and mouth!\n\nPPRBBRBRBRB-B-B-BBBBRRRRTTTTTTT-T-T-TTTRR~\n\"Oooh, this is gonna be a hot one~\" ( ಥ //// Д //// < )\n\nAt least the sizzling, stank fart that erupts in his face is enough to make the human's limp body animated again, even if it's purely out of disgust of the gas that's nowhere near as rotten as the Skunk's but more than sickening in its own way.\n\n“Aaaaaahhh~!” ( ︾ㅂ︾ ) ☆*\nKRKLK-K-KRCHK-SCHK-KLKRCHSK~\n“KLK! GHK-KHK~!” ( ಥ///)o(///ಥ )\n\nIt's not long after a full face gassing that the desperate choking down of sloppy, throat-swelling deer droppings emanates all the way outside the stall, where as always, there's a line of Anthros awaiting their turn to make the human's life continuously more miserable. Whereas even some regular toilets experience periods of downtime when their establishments close, the human is available to the public 24/7, 365, his newfound lacking need for sleep ensuring user satisfaction all year round.\n\n“Ugh, don’t choke just yet, I’ve got ngh, so much more left~!”\nPPPPRRRPPRRRFFFT-T-T~ SKRLKCHK-KRK-KLK-K-KRKL~\n“GHK! KHK-!”\n\nWhich is good because that user satisfaction has become what the human toilet now desperately needs for the sake of his uncertain future.\n\n\nTo be continued…\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "This story contains graphic depictions of extreme fetish themes mainly focussed on Toilet Slavery, involving, but not limited to Farts, Watersports, Scat and Excessive Coprophilia. Also present are themes that may illicit discomfort such as Non-consensual, Wrongful Imprisonment, Mental Abuse and Permanent Forniphilia.
THE NEW TOILET IN TOWN
Chapter 3 - New Day, More Shit
Written by HumbleHeretic
Commission for Jumalanpoika
Humans are truly unpredictable creatures, there's never any telling what they'd be willing to do in their lowest moments. Despite considering himself more toilet than human at this point, Patrick still possesses man of his base, humanly instincts.
``Hhnnnnffff, hnnf-nrrghk-hnff~'' (? )^^^( ?)
And speaking of ``lowest moments'', he's experienced more within the span of a few hours than most normal people experience in their lifetimes. His sense of time is murky at best and irrelevant at worst as his face remains pinned below a steamy, sloppy mess of rancid rhino shit, pounds and pounds of putrid feces stacked like boulders into a broad heap, blocking any and all light from reaching his eyes. In contrast, his sense of smell is primed and true, naught but the purest, rawest stench of anthropomorphic rhino dung filling and polluting his lungs with each breath he's been taking for what's been long and torturous hours by this point. This makes it all the stranger that the intensity of his gagging has waned over time. The smell hasn't diminished a smidge and his scent receptors are working better than new, the vile taste in his mouth is still as fresh as when the shit had been blasted out the Rhino's rectum. The only thing Patrick can think is that his physical body is gradually accepting this state of living, and for that, the human can't feel anything but dread. If his body eventually accepts it, how long before his mind does the same? No matter how defeated he may seem and actually be at times, the human is still unable to accept that this may really be what the rest of his life might be like.
``HRK-! Gnnfff, hhhhhnnffff~''
Long, torturous hours having persistently chipped away and his surviving hopes, it's reached a point where the majority of the Rhino's scat that's filled him and spilled over has been digested. Now his belly looks only slightly more swollen than that of a neckbeard after Thanksgiving dinner. Saying that his throat is now "clear" would be disingenuous, Patrick can very distinctly feel the thick coating of fecal residue painted to his oral tract, naturally inclusive of his mouth where the flavour of feces is still as thick as the boulder-like logs that had quite literally clogged his belly and throat. Now he's left with a choice as difficult as deepthroating rhino dung: freeing his trapped head from the rest of said rhino dung.
The human wrestled in his mind for as long as his insides wrestled to digest the fecal load. Part of him still vaguely hopes that someone will find him like this and clean the pill of shit off his head. Though, the realist in him suspects that he'd end up having the leftovers of his ``meal'' forcefully fed to him anyway, in a way that'd make him wish he'd done it himself. But more than anything, he just can't take it anymore, perpetually trapped in a heavy mass of poop still warm and fuming heavily even after so many hours seemed to have passed! If even one more hour of huffing the shit shoved against his nostrils doesn't send him mad, then not much else will!
Having decided at last that he's reached the end of this long, tedious, torturous rope, the human struggles to open his mouth for what will be THE worst personal decision of his life so far.
CHRK~ ``GHRGHK~!''
What an absolute fucking joke, even with the taste being stuck in his mouth so long, all it takes is for him to actually bite into the thick, warm lump of dense, sticky rhino feces for his gag reflex to remember it's job! It?s still the same putrid, mind-numbing flavour of Anthro poop yet the mere act of clamping his jaws onto the grotesque mass of solid scat makes all the quelled disgust within him well up anew! The human?s whole mouth trembles as his teeth digs into the fetid waste, the tears he?d though had run out begin to warmly spill again only to be stopped by the rest of the shit packed snuggly against his miserable face. It?s safe to say that a single bite alone forces his built-up resolve to waver, and considering the sheer size and weight of the pile on his face, the task seems all the more impossible!
But left with no choice, the human can only suck it up and suck on the poop being chewed hatefully in his once again full mouth. Even the ring holding his mouth open is loose to the point that he can no longer feel it, as though he?s only allowed to close his mouth when chewing and savouring the putrid bowel slop. Mashing the warm shit in his mouth, enough to work out all the fetid flavour and fill his mouth with gunky paste and lumps of slimy crap, the human forces himself to swallow. The wave of disgust flares higher again as his throat that was finally freed of feces is made to gulp down more of the rancid load, however by the time the stinking shit is sliding into his stomach to join the remnant of the bowel movement still swelling his belly, Patrick is already begrudgingly biting off another fat, mouth-swelling chunk of stinking shit.
CHRK-K~ ``Ghk!'' SCHK-CHRKCH~ ``Krfk!'' ( ?///)X(///< )
Sealed tightly in the hollow darkness, the stall entraps the sounds of squelching, chewing, swallowing and retching, allowing the sparse night roamers to move about, spared from the noises that would make them sick to their stomachs. Somewhere, a certain Rhino is probably tucked away into her warm bed, sleeping and satisfied with the evil she'd done to a single poor human. It wouldn't be surprising if she'd pleasured herself immediately after the brutal act, rather than feeling remorse, deriving ecstasy instead at the memory of turning the helpless creature into a living manure sack overflowing with her dung. Even she probably wouldn't think that hours later the human would still be fighting to eat her stinking dump, her dreadful waste the only thing keeping him company and keeping him fed throughout the long, long night.
***
``~?''
It?s so early in the morning that the sun has yet to start rising, yet there are already creatures starting their busy day.
Fur so black that it melts in the darkness, yet, accompanies by bright white stripes that reveal every flowing movement of the especially large and fluffy tail. Said tail attached to a rear whose plump perkiness is difficult to hide even in this darkness. She may be kitted out in thick denim workwear, however her curves are unmistakeable, especially given that she?s only a bit taller than the average human. Placing the plump pink knubs of her fat, clawed fingers unto the panel, it lights up and reflects the mesmerizing emerald of her clear round eyes below her clearer and rounder spectacles.
Pip-pip~!
It doesn?t take long at all for the scan to complete and she instantly gains access to unlock the reinforced door of the large single stall. It?s strange that it was even locked down in the first place, as far as she?s aware, this stall had only been set up and fully operational from yesterday. Well, the mystery doesn?t remain one for long as she soon enters and is mildly surprised at what she sees.
F-SSRRFSH~
"Oh... oh God, who the hell did you piss off?" ( ? * ?)
``?!''
What?s this, how long has it been now?
Patrick?s agitated gagging had finally waned to manageable levels an hour after he?d eaten the shit that was covering his face, most of it at least. An hour since the human has been feeling that all of his efforts may have just been in vain after all. The fact that he could barely move his head means that his mouth was unable to reach all of the feces so after having endured hell to chew and swallow enough that the top of his face is once more exposed to light, the smell has gotten no better with large chunks still covering him all around. In the end, it feels like he'd forced himself to once again actively savour the taste of Rhino poop for no real payoff.
And now some other Anthro seems to have finally opened up the door and entered. Is he relieved that someone?s found him like this? Of course not. Nothing good has ever happened from an Anthro entering his stall and he doesn?t expect that to change, evident by the pounds of rhino shit still filling his face with a fog of unbearable stink. If anything, it only means that his torment is going to continue, and that's something that nobody can be prepared for. However, Patrick only realizes how actually dire his current situation is when he gets a look at the Anthro that just entered his stall.
"They did a real number on you huh?"
"??!!"
The moment the Anthro gets closer and peeks her face over the human?s mostly exposed face while pinching her nose, said human jolts and freezes in shock... and fear!
No... nonononononono~!!
He begins to scream in his mind and even his body shivers! Less than a day spent as a human toilet has already left the human traumatized of the bipedal beasts, however his reaction is pretty extreme this time, and for good reason!
Her modest height for an Anthro that?s similar to a human's, her nice curves showing below her denim workwear, the crisp, clear green of her eyes, the bright pink nose on her snout, her geeky glasses that pairs surprisingly well with her baseball cap, letting a short ponytail of glistening white hair out the back opening while small triangular ears with pink insides poke out the top. She certainly has eye-catching features, but none are as eye-catching as the combination of pitch black fur with starkly contrasting white stripes, stripes that run all the way up her large and fluffy tail that droops over at the top. Said tail looks like the type one would want to cuddle if they were into that but it actually couldn?t be any more of a warning sign of danger!
``Gllghff! Fthhllffth-gglghkf~!''
Now the human is even verbally freaking out, gargling up the stink of rhino dung from his forced open mouth as the rest of his body jerks like he?s trying to escape!
There are plenty of species of Anthros who's waste is so foul that it's barely legal to use it for torture purposes. It's knowledge know even by common people with zero interest in the topic. Some unfortunate souls like Patrick have come to experience such a thing personally. However, even among the types of people who actually have e fetish for that kind of stuff, for whatever reason, there?s a specific species of Anthro that?s the subject of great caution even among the most hardcore fetishists.
Even messing with a regular skunk isn't something the most far-gone of perverts would do, so then what about an Anthropomorphic Skunk?!
"Eh, I appreciate the reaction but I'm not here to use you, so you can relax.''
``Hhnnnnffff, hhhhffff~''
If only it were that simple. He?s already learned better than to trust the words that would come out of any of these Beasts? mouths, just look at the kind of things they?d willingly put into his! But regardless of Patrick keeping his guard all the way up, the Skunk really doesn?t seem to be here to use him, not yet at least. Instead she steps back and places her hands out at her sides to where the walls of the stall reacts and lights up with strange patterns.
"You can go ahead and clean up."
CH-CHK! FWSSP~
``Huh?''
All of a sudden, the binds clinging to Patrick's body loosen all at once and even the ring holding his mouth open seems to melt away! The human is greatly shocked, the binds are still clinging to his body but he doesn?t feel any resistance when he tries to move, as though they?ve turned into simple cloth! It's the very first taste of something resembling freedom that the human has experienced ever since being trapped in this hellish place! However, before he can start to rejoice inside, he soon finds that it really is a lot farther from the autonomy he's so desperately craved.
``Uuuggghhh~''
Reality is reintroduced as he body yet again moves on its own, lifting his face out of the surrounding pile of fetid feces, the human then turns over and around to kneel while facing the Skunk. She repositions her hands to the front and the glowing symbols and patterns on the walls miraculously fly right off following her movements. They quickly float and come together in front of her and form what looks like a high-tech, holographic console interface combining both the concepts of magic and science fiction into reality in a way that would have left Patrick in awe, were he not dealing with some awful business of his own.
``HRK! Kh-uullggh~!''
Seeing it again like this, so clearly with the vacant space where his head had been trapped, Patrick?s stomach is already churning more violently. It only gets worse when, as the human already expected, his head dips in close while his mouth opens wide to begin "cleaning" off the mess that?s not even of his own making.
CHRLK~ ``Ulk! Ghk-!'' CHRK-KCHK~
Even when he?s being properly forced this time, the feeling of eating into the Rhino?s stinking dung brings back up all the vomit-inducing nausea as he chews more swiftly into the still lukewarm waste. This is the third damn time he?s eating this same massive pile of poop for fuck?s sakes, second time if he doesn?t count the massive load that was violently shat right down into his belly and throat! Despite his complaints and disgust, it?s natural that the massive Beast woman?s entire bowel movement is going to end up inside of his one way or the other, thus he has no choice but to chew and savour her rancid poop for the third time in an effort to clean up all the fetid mess.
Meanwhile, as the truly sickening sound of poop eating and retching fills the stall yet again, the Skunk is like a programmer in a fantasy setting, busily and professionally combing through the stall's firmware.
``Hmm, hhhmm, hmmm, check... check...~?''
Humming to herself, she makes the work seem easy, however her level of expertise is incredibly high, and for good reason too. Even if it?s the punishment of a supposed violent criminal, a proper murderer, it?s still imperative that the only discomfort and suffering the human endures is only caused by the waste of the countless Anthros that will use him. Sanity checking all the manual and automatic functions to ensure that they work properly, monitoring all the human?s health and physical fitness parameters such as strength, endurance and most importantly, making sure that all his senses function optimally, especially making sure that his senses of smell and taste are always at one hundred percent... or higher. Even basic things like temperature control of the stall are fully optimized to make sure that the only thing the human ever has to think or worry about is the smell and taste of Anthro shit being dumped into him at any point in time.
The level of technical expertise required to maintain this stall is incredible, of course it needs to be to match the sheer advanced level of technology built into the whole thing. Such an implementation dedicated solely to forcing someone into a life of a living toilet for Anthros is something that would be unthinkable before the Splice. The budget for it simply wouldn?t exist, much less the means. The amount of Magical Engineering and Programming that?s gone into creating this "Prison" is simply obscene, so it only makes sense that there?d be someone like Shelly assigned to its daily maintenance.
"That should about do it."
``Hrk-khk~! Ulgh~'' SLLRK-LK~ ( ?//)?(//< )
And damn is the Skunk good at her job, by the time the human is licking shit stains off the butt rests as the last of the poop slides down his throat, she?s already done. By the way, licking the seats are meaningless since for one, the stall automatically cleans, sanitizes and sterilizes it?s instruments and secondly, his tongue is shittier than the butt rests themselves. Anyway, as the Skunk breaks down the console, the resulting swarm of glowing glyphs and symbols spread all around the stall, seep and vanish into the walls, as well as the human?s body without him realizing. Only then does everything return to "normal".
"Reset, Optimized Defaults, Profile One."
``Ugh!''
"Normal" of course includes the human?s rightful place, as the binds on his body comfortably tighten to his form yet again, almost like they?re guiding his body that moves on its own back to his default position. The soiled butt rests retreat back into the floor where they?ll be properly cleaned and Patrick finds his head tilted back while facing the Skunk at the door yet again, kneeling with his mouth reopened by the stiffened ring that wriggles back into his jaws. The only thing that?s different from how he first woke up yesterday is the taste and horrendous stink of a manure tanker coming from his forced open mouth.
"Right, I?ll be back later tonight with the new arc-ware update. Uh, enjoy your second day, I guess."
It seems like the Skunk really doesn?t mean to use him after all. Oh how Patrick wishes he could feel relieved, however it?s not without good reason that everything has seemingly been reset to their defaults. For the moment the Skunk opens the door to leave, the human?s heart sinks and his eyes turn hazy as he catches a glimpse of multiple large, naturally non-human silhouettes waiting nearby the opened door. It seems as though the stall has been re-opened from the moment the Skunk entered and now there?s already people waiting to use him.
? ?? )
Yet another Hyena, a striped one this time but just as vulgar as the first one to use him. That reminds him, the load that Hyena had left in the condom should still be on the ground nearby. Right now though, Patrick has a much worse type of load to be worried about as this Hyena pulls down both her ripped jeans and panties in one go. No cock and balls this time, however the sight of her ass as she turns around is no less scary, and it?s worse when it comes crashing down towards his face!
BBBBRRRRPPFFFFRR~ PLOP! FFRRP-P-PRBRRRRRRFFT~
``URRGHK~?!''
??? ) ?*
So begins what is only the second day of duty, as a dense fog of vapid, putrid yellow fart gas drowns the tormented human?s face before a heavy ass smothers him entirely.
``Yikes, might have to up his sturdiness some more if we want him to last around here.'' ( o 3 o) ~?
Even the Skunk didn't expect to see a line already formed when she exited the stall, and before she could even get far, yet another large Anthro joins the growing queue. One would think that there are no other toilets available for miles, though, with word of the human toilet likely to continue travelling fast, there may as well not be.
KRRKKLLKL~ ``GK-!'' SCHRK-KRLK-CHK-CH-KRKLK~
Before she leaves, the Skunk gets to confirm one of her updates working properly as a very controlled volume of noise begins leaking from the sealed stall, noises that would have those with iron bellies under threat of losing their breakfast. But for all the Anthros waiting in line, there's no better encouragement than the sound of a human suffering and struggling to choke down a violent bowel movement. As the ladies in line listen intently with their beastly hearing, Shelly is off to her next job. It's already obvious that she has her work cut out for her when managing this particular hunk of arcanology.
***
Patrick is lucky that Anthros lead normal lives, not too dissimilar from what he used to. Anthros having jobs, hobbies, interests and obligations is perhaps the only reason there isn't a constant mile long line of the Beasts waiting outside the stall to feed him their waste. Even then, the frequency of use is depressing, the human thought he?d had it bad yesterday, however he?s made to learn fairly quick that the first day was perhaps the most favourable things will ever be.
``Huk-!''
CHK-K-CHRKCHSCH-SKLRCH~
The creamy scat from the Hyena that first used him this morning has already been thoroughly digested, along with the fecal load of the other Anthro that came after her, a Golden Retriever sporting shimmering beauty and a grotesque bowel movement. Despite this, the human?s belly is at an obscene capacity, not a single Anthro to this point doing him the mercy of "flushing" the putrid waste they?d dumped down his throat. Seven layers total, of which, a great five layers of poop still remain, sat inside his stomach from yet five other different Anthros that came in after the first two. Seven layers of fetid feces of varying textures and consistencies, stacked atop each other to form a round poop lasagna resting with great weight on his knees.
Soft, stiff, lumpy, chunky, squishy, wet, dry, hard, the conflicting sensations of so much heavy feces soaked in ample stale piss creates a disturbing feedback with the slightest movement on his legs churning the fetid waste inside of him, causing his whole body to shiver with his skin crawling. But of course, the worst part will always be the smell and the taste of it. Every single horrible barrage of farts, every moment of drowning in stale, steamy piss, every nightmarish instance of having his throat violently gouged open by thick and steamy logs, Patrick's memory has never been as clear as it is now, with a vivid experienced attached to every scent and flavour clinging to his senses. He can still hear every sinus-searing fart, feel every mouthful of tingly, frothy urine on his tongue and just thinking about every ass-gaping log, lump and glob of putrid Anthro poo almost makes him physically choke.
It?s been naught but a maddening experience so far, and all of it has happened in only the span of an hour and a half. Patrick didn?t think that having a clock available to know the time would be such a torture on his mind, like working a boring desk job but infinitely worse. Sucha clock hadn't even been there before the Skunk did her thing earlier, and how he wishes it wasn't, the crisp and clear digits taunting him with every hallucinated tick. To know that within less than two hours he?s been used so many times by Anthros of greatly diverse sizes, species and personalities, yet all with such putrid waste. And currently his view of said hateful clock is being blocked by what is already the eighth ass to defile his trapped face.
KKRFK-GGGGGGRRRRGTGTGTGTT-T-TTTTRR~
``RRGHHK-!''
The hot piss that she?d washed the walls of his soiled throat with gets blown deeper down his oral tract by the vicious, dense fecal blast as her gaping butthole wails in his mouth. As he chokes on her fetid gas, thick fumes spray from Patrick?s nostrils, sputtering free of her plump cheeks and whisking at the jet black fur of her doughy buns.
``Mnf~''
KKKKRRRFFF-KKKKKKRRRRBRP-P-P-PKRKRKRRRR~
Patrick has never been a wildlife enthusiast of any sort, yet today alone the human has met a few exotic species that he probably never would have encountered if it were the same Earth before he was born. A Black Panther such as the one sitting on his face is still slightly rare to see even among Anthros, similar to Peahens like the one that ruined his mouth yesterday. It?s unfortunate though that the human?s experience with these exotic species so far has been nothing but horrible, unimaginably so.
GGGGGKKRKRKRKK-KRR~ ``GHRK~!'' FFFRRRTTTRR-R-R-RRRKKRR-G-GGGGGGGRRRRRTTT-T-T~
``Phew, bet that stinks.'' ( ~ y? ~ )
He can be certain that regular Black Panthers aren?t this gassy, the large cat lady smothering his face has been dumping the inside of his mouth with rotten vapor bombs for about five minutes at this point. It?s to the point that he?s now tasting more Panther farts than the shit of the Anthro that used him before this, and that?s saying something as he can still even taste the shit of the Golden from earlier. The taste of these Anthros? feces seem to stick to his senses so stubbornly, and the smell would probably do the same even if he weren?t constantly filled with the fetid dung that regularly releases vaporized shit gas back into his system.
?////<)
K-KRLK-K-K-SPRK-KRK-K-KRPKRP-PRK-K-KRLK-PRK~
``GK-?!''
Finally, the stuff prefaced by all that gas comes out, and it comes out so fast that Patrick almost chokes in shock! The consistency of the hot load that batters the inside of his defile mouth is pretty soft, not nearly as soft and buttery as the diarrhea Gwen had filled him with but soft enough that it cakes into every tight crevasse and corner of his mouth before the weight of the steaming feces bulges open his choking throat!
Even after serving seven additional Anthros in the last two hours, having his mouth filled with poop is something Patrick just can?t get used to. Hot, thick, gooey globs batter into his tongue as his gullet opens up to siphon the streaming fecal mud. Solid and semi-solid chunks, and lumps can be felt in the creamy muck as the horrid taste zaps it?s way right to his brain. It?s almost like the farts they force him to swallow have little relation to the actual scat they dump into him as the intensity in the stench and taste is always worlds apart, in a bad way of course. It?s feel like his nose will melt off as a denser, darker body of shit fumes seep from his nostrils, bringing a fresh batch of tears to his eyes that somehow have yet to run out.
The same could be said about his tongue, where the actual scat is even hotter and the fetid, rotten flavour is intense enough to kill his tastebuds. But unfortunately the stubborn things just refuse to die!
PRK-PK-PK-K-KRPKRP~
``Phew, hnf~''
PRK-KRPKRP-P-PRKRPK~ ``GK-!'' KRP-KLKKR-K-KRLKPRK~
It could be said that his throat is having an easier time than usual when gulping such creamy crap, however the flavour just tortures his taste receptors anew with each gulp causing more and more waste to drag along his drowned tongue. No matter how intense the smell or how rancid, putrid and rotten the taste, his senses seem to be fortified more than the rest of his body, or his mind that feels constantly on the verge of collapse but never gets there. His sense of smell operates at the maximum to pick up every hidden hint and essence in the farts and shit fumes that assault his nose. His tastebuds and receptors seem like immortal machines with the highest sensitivity, savouring every minute bit and chunk of waste that scribes his tongue even through the even worst taste of the creamy feces itself.
With every bowel movement consumed, the human is forced to realize yet again how thoroughly this experience has been orchestrated to make the rest of his life trapped here a living hell.
GLK-SQURLK~ FFRRRRPPPK-K-KKRR~ KRPKRLK-K-KRLK~
GRLNK-KRKCHK~ GLP-KRK-KSCHK~
GRGHLGRGHK-KRK-GRLGHK~
Ah, at least there are some merciful additives, like the Autoflush function that finally kicks in for the very first time. Thank heavens for the Skunk resetting the defaults this morning as he would have very likely ended up in a state similar to yesterday, and he was really getting worried with it not kicking in despite how much poop he?d been filled with. However it seems the Panther?s creamy load was the straw that broke the camel?s back as the fetid shit and piss lasagna inside of him starts getting rapidly broken down. The sensation is just as horrendous as the manual flush, seeing as they do the same thing. And of course this causes some of the worst fermented fecal gas imaginable, formed from at least eight separate bowel movements, to build and ascend up the human?s throat!
UUUUUURRRRRRRRKKK-K-PKKFFTTRR~
``Whoa~!''
It seems like things will not go any further his way as the Panther pauses her hot poop shortly before this moment, allowing the worst gas the human has ever taste to properly fill his mouth and thickly spray out his nostrils! There?s likely not a worse way for Patrick to re-experience all the tormenting scents and flavours. As if each Anthro had left an imprint on his senses with their waste, the flavours and smells light up intensely as the gas is regurgitated all over his tongue and out his nose. Memories he can?t forget even if he wanted to are relived in even greater detail from the start of the flush all the way down to the end, like sucking the shit out of each Anthro's butts a second time! Eventually, his heavily distended belly has perfectly shrunk back to shape and none of the throat-swelling shit gas is left to be belched. And it?s only after the fact that the stuff staining the inside of his mouth and nostrils is finally cleared away, the human just can?t catch a break no matter what.
``Shit, that startled me.'' ( o y^^^ o )
``GRLGGHK~!''
``Good thing you've got room for more now. Hng~!'' ( ? ? ? )!
KRPKRP-PRK-K-KRLK-PRKK-KRLK-K-K-SPRK-KRK-K~
Case in point, yet another volley of steamy, creamy poop is propelled out the Panther?s butt, splattering the entire inside of his mouth, all over his refreshed tastebuds, forcing him to savour the flavour like it?s brand new again. Not even half a minute after finally having his insides cleaned out, they?re terribly dirtied again as Patrick resumes gulping the Panther?s thick, creamy dung, his momentary relief as short-lived as the length of the line of Anthros waiting for their turn outside the stall. It?s never long after one enters the stall that at least one more large, Furry gal hops in to fill the space, bowels stuffed and eager to offload.
Even in this, Anthros are similar to humans, a lot of them having nothing much to do in the day. Though, not many humans find such sport in waiting to take a fat, disgusting dump in a poor human toilet?s mouth.
GLPNK-KRKCHK~ GLP-KRK-KSCHK~
``GK-! HHRRRRRRRRN-GK-!''
***
Not every encounter is as forgiving on the human?s throat as a load of creamy poop. Far from it in fact, it?s more often than not that he's forced to swallow shits where a single log would struggle to go down the throat of the average altered person. And sometimes, it?s not actually poop that makes him feel like his throat will never recover its shape.
SQUELCH~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' SLRRP-P~
Sometimes it?s the absurd sexual organs of so-called female Anthros with plenty of junk in both the back and the front. The sheer size, meaty heft and raw erectile power of an Anthro?s penis is something the human has already become very familiar with after only a single encounter yesterday. And that one experience seemed more than enough to turn his face into a certified breeding hole for any Anthro that would come after.
? (>////?////<) ?
SQUELCH~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! chk- FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~
Breeding might be a cute word to describe the vulgar, oral violation that has the large furry woman huffing like the beast she is as she pumps her plump hips wildly. Finding Patrick?s bound form amidst the feral face rutting, the human is in the same position he normally is with his mouth open to receive hot dumps, except this time he?s receiving a Canine Anthro?s steaming prick from his forcefully gaped mouth, down his swollen throat and all the way to her fat tip constantly and harshly punching into his empty stomach.
The sheer size of her cock is as one would imagine, or maybe even bigger than one would imagine just looking at her size that?s almost comparable to the Rhino. After all, a Wolf is much bigger by nature than the few Dog Anthro's that have done their nasty business in his mouth in the last few hours. She?s leaning over him with her crotch positioned down into his face, the same direction she pumps her hips to slam her prick straight down his throat with nothing but his intense gagging resisting her plump and stiff girl meat. A pair of butt rests clearly too small for her fat ass cheeks are propped up besides Patrick?s head, and their only purpose this time is to give the large She-wolf something to hold on to while fucking his small face. She?s so into it that one of her large, clawed feet is in the air as she throw powerful downward thrusts into the choking human?s face hole.
This has been going on for a few minutes now and inside of Patrick is plenty of wolfen pre-ejaculate to replace all the scat, piss and other waste that had filled him just before she started mating with his mouth. And joining the runny, slimy precum is a different substance more cloudy and dense.
SQQUUEERRLLK-KRRKCHK~ ``GRRRGHK~!''
There she goes again, Patrick?s teary eyes clench hard as they can while a loud gagging choke accompanies the Wolf?s extraction from his face. Is she done? Of course not, her nu?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
``Haaaaahhh~?''
Finally the extra fat end of her cock audibly pops free of the human?s gaping mouth, leaving the poor bastard hacking and coughing with his mouth still trapped open as thick globs of saliva and precum splatter onto his soiled face covered in wolfen crotch sweat. And it?s here that the thing that was inside the human just now is on full display.
GOK-GNK~! GOKUNK~!
The cock that had violently taken his oral virginity could be considered "normal" in terms of shape at least, however this one looks nothing like it. The tapered top with a plump, fleshy tip coming to a point, the top half more uniform in it?s absurd girth until it starts to get slimmer and cuts off into a large bold of stiffened girl meat plugging the entrance of a plump, hairless sheath. The intense red colour with barely noticeable veins throbbing, it?s the penis of a pure canine from tapered tip to the absurdly fat knot! Such is the grotesque, animalistic cock that had been reaming the human from mouth to stomach for the past few minutes. Just the thought of that thing being inside of him makes Patrick feel sick, though not as sick as the nasty stuff that?s been coating it the whole time!
SSPPPPLLLRRRCCCHH~ GOKUNK! SSLLRRKL~
The human watches in despair as the thick coating gets reapplied to the large wolf cock that had been cleaned off inside his mouth. A familiar condom is held in the Wolf?s hand which she gently squeezes to allow a slimy, cloudy fluid to spurt out the hole burst into it. Just by doing that, the intense odour of jizz, day old, slightly stale Hyena jizz at that, wafts into the air already ripe with the stink of feral sex and wolfen musk. The condom full of ball snot that the Hyena left here yesterday had been completely forgotten about by the human, until the Wolf had the wicked idea of coating her prick in the aged cum before fucking his mouth. Apparently, while getting her cock soiled with poop is a no-go, coating someone else's smelly sperm sauce all over her red rocket was okay if it meant tormenting the human.
? //// ?////?)
SSQQUUEELLCCCHHH~ ``GGLLGGH~!'' ( ? )o( ? )
With yet another coat of viscous hyena ball snot slathered all over her prick, Patrick?s once again mouth accepts the soiled member from the tip, his mouth gaping wide on the contours of her prick and his throat rapidly swelling as she shoves herself back down into him despite all his desperate gagging, the tight, involuntary contractions of his throat only causing her fouled prick to throb harder in excitement. In this way, Patrick once more has the strong taste of aged Hyena cum smeared all over his tastebuds, the stink of it fuming his nostrils together with the crotch and ball musk of the She-wolf remounting his face. The foul substance and the oversized doggy dick find their way all the way back down until the fat, swollen, throbbing knot stops at his gaping lips.
SCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SLRRP-P~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' shchk- SLRRP-P~
``Nf, huunnff~!'' ? ? (>////?////<) ? ?
Then it?s right back into it, the Wolf accelerating her hips right into an intense facefuck that?s just resuming her mating after reapplying the special "lube". Ironically, the human has very little chance to care about the taste of aged hyena sperm getting literally scrubbed onto his tongue as the intense act of oral swabbing takes up every bit of his endurance. The Wolf woman is just as vigorous in her rut as before, nothing by the sheer size of her hefty knot limiting the length of her strokes and the depth which her cock gouges into the human?s body. Even then, her large hanging balls slam squarely into Patrick's chest with each thrust, leaving trails of stinking balls sweat running down the human's bondage by this point.
Though it probably gets in way too far already, the impression of her prick not only gapes his throat but the tip can be seen punching into his belly from the outside. A nasty juice composed of human spit, wolf precum and stale hyena jizz leaks in frothy spittle from the human?s gaping mouth. The Wolf is as merciless as the Rhino that first christened his mouth and throat, she probably wouldn?t fuck her own lover so fiercely in the proper place like what she?s doing to the poor human toilet?s mouth. But it only makes sense as he really is nothing but a human toilet/human breeding mount at this point, a mere outlet for large beasts to vent their sickest proclivities. His mouth doing no talking and only receiving foul waste and engorged girl dicks is his new norm.
GOKUNK~! SSSPPLLLRRRCCCHH-PLRT~ GOG-GUNK~!
SQUELCHK~ ``GLK!'' PLOP! chk- FRRPP-P~ SCHLRCH~ chk- ``KLK!'' PLOP! SQURLKCHK~ shchk- SQUELCH~ PLOP! FRRRPPP~ ``GRLK!'' shchk- SLRRP-PLRKCHK~
And plenty of stale cum too apparently. The Wolf keeps reapplying the hyena jizz every two minutes into the facefuck, making sure that the human has to constantly experience the brutal extraction and reinsertion of her whole cock as well as the renewing flavour of old hyena sperm. As though there aren?t others in line outside waiting to use the toilet, she just keeps going and going, as though trying to imprint the shape of her pulsating wolf penis in the human's mouth and throat in place of a urine marking. It?s to the point that the sperm inside of the old condom eventually runs out, and it seems like her aim was to keep going until then from the very start.
``Hgh!''
PLOP! GOKUNK~!
``KRFHK~!''
All of a sudden the She-wolf grits her sharp canine as grips the butt rests so hard that they?d shatter from her sharp claws were they made of normal wood. Her fat wolf balls slap heavily into the human one last time as Patrick feels a great amount of her weight start to come down continuously on his face!
SQURLK-K-SQUEERLKCH-K~
``GHK!''
``Guh, come on, open wide for it~!'' ! (?////?////?) !
Patrick already prepared in his mind for this but it really meant nothing when it actually started to happen! The human has had his mouth gaped before but not quite like this, and with the wolf bearing down on him, there?s no way his jaws can resist the weight of a fully grown Anthro! Thankfully it?s nowhere near as painful as it looks, in fact there?s no pain at all, just the sensation of his face being torn a new one as the enormous knot gradually squelches past his lips and jaws until finally,
SQQURRKK-KRLK- PWP!
?///)X(///? )
``Hoh-oh, f-fuck~!'' (? //?// <)
GOK-! SQRLCHK~ GOKUNK~!
The human?s whole face swells like a balloon and becomes glued to the Wolf?s sweaty crotch! Her knot is incredibly stiff and absurdly bulky, even after changing the whole shape of his face, his throat is still more than half filled with the pulsating, hot bulb, to the point where even choking is a chore! And the pulsations only get more intense the moment it?s in, the act of knotting, oral or otherwise, sending a signal directly to the She-wolf?s churning gonads while her entire cock bucks like a raging bull!
SSSSSSPLLLLLUUUUURRRRRTTTTTTT~
Besides having his throat reamed, this is perhaps the most familiar sensation to the human, the feeling of an ejaculatory eruption going off right in his stomach. Her nuts clench until they?re round and stiff, the plump filling of seed gushing through her pipes lodged down his throat as her boiling load ballons inside of him, the volume of semen in no way resembling what?s normal for canines even with the difference in scale accounted for.
? ? (? ////?//// <) ? ?
SSSSPPPRRRRTTTT~ GOK-! SSSPPLLLLLRRRRRTTTT~
``KRKF~!'' GRRLGHK~ GLK~
At this point the She-wolf?s clawed hands are pressed to the ground as she ejaculates in ecstasy, leaning over all the way until Patrick?s brutally knotted face is holding her up at the crotch while her long, thick legs drape limply on the other side, her long, sharp claws twitching in tune with her pumping balls. There?s no need for the human to swallow, his mouth knotted like a bitch?s pussy and the tapered end of her prick glazing his stomach in hot, thick, virile seed like it?s a starving womb. The swelling is almost immediate, his stomach quickly surpassing the large roundness of his knotted face and swelling with a wobble every time her stuffed balls clench.
There?s nothing much for the human to do but inhale the post-mating stench of her deep, warm crotch and suck on and savour her nut as she empties her whole load inside of him.
``Hufff, hufff~'' ? ? (-////o////-) ? ?
GOK-GUNK~! SSQQUUELCHK~ ``GK-!''
Her balls already sufficiently spent, the Wolf lays with her tongue hanging out and panting softly as the orgasmic tingle makes her bushy tail fluff out. She?d easily stay just like this and go another round in a few minutes, however she has to remember that this is a public toilet and there are others waiting outside for their turn. So she gets up, the strength returning to her powerful wolfen legs as she arches her large back, pressing her fat sheathe deeper into the human?s knotted face until she grips hold of the butt rests again. As he gags and chokes on her knot, the temptation sets in thickly once more, however the She-wolf resists, putting force in her hands and clawed feet to yank herself up.
SSKLLLKKCCHH-K~ ``GRGHK~!''
``Huff, come on lil guy, just let me out.''
Carefully now, although she doesn?t much care what happens to the human criminal, he is still state property and plus it will only be her loss if being too rough somehow ruins his mouth, even if it?s an infinitely small chance. Pulling up slowly, the choking human?s face is naturally still attached to her crotch and tries to go with it, however the straps holding him down are more than perfectly adequate in making sure he doesn?t go anywhere. The Wolf uses this to her advantage, barely resisting the irresistible gagging and choking of his mouth and throat as she pulls and pulls. Oh, the feeling of his puny, dull teeth grinding against her now even more sensitive knot, it gets harder and harder for her to pull out psychologically. However eventually, almost a minute of pulling leads to a satisfying extraction.
PWP~! ``GH-HK-!'' SSSQQQQUUURRRLLLLCCCHHH~
``There we go, that wasn't so bad~'' ( ^ ////?//// ^ )
The crisp pop that every Canine Anthro finds addicting, her plump hip suddenly jerks upwards as her swollen knot is dislodged from the living fuck hole that was once a human mouth. Immediately the human?s face is nowhere near as swollen, however he?s still gaped pretty extremely just by the girth of the rest of her fat doggy prick. The way his throat squelches and squirms on her red rod is a tantalizing call to pop herself right back into his face, however the She-wolf exercises discipline once again and pulls out all the way.
Her prick slurping free of his tight orifice causes her balls to clench a final time, launching a thick, slimy sperm loogey backed up in her urethra down in his mouth and causing the human to almost choke as it strikes the back of his throat! As he?s gagging on the fresh mouthful of her raw spunk, the She-wolf, Miranda, slowly turns around.
GOKUNK~ GOK-KNGK~
``K-HK! KKRF-KHK~!''
``Not gonna lie, you've got a better pussy on your face than most bitches got between their legs.''
Is that supposed to be a compliment? Patrick already feels terrible as is, however the human is only made to feel worse as he opens his eyes to see the other side of the Wolf this time, her backside, her fat furry ass with long bushy tail raised such that her bright pink pucker can stare him down right in his freshly fucked face.
? ? ? )
Ah... why couldn?t she shit in him first and then flush him?
PLOP!
It?s not like he doesn?t already know the answer. After all, this isn?t even the first, second, or even the third time that an Anthro has fucked his face just to dump a steaming load down his belly full of sperm.
``Aaaahhhhh~?''
KKKKKRRRRR-KKRRFFFFRRRRRRP-P-PPRPRTTT-T-TTRR~
``UHK! GRRGHK~!''
How is he supposed to savour the taste of their waste otherwise?
***
Corn, who doesn't like corn? Patrick himself did enjoy eating corn a lot.
``HURRRGHK~!''
Until today that is, especially since the Bunny girl that just left a present in his belly seemed to absolutely love the stuff. At least that's the human's impression, judging by the sheer amount of it she?d left inside his mouth, and down his throat, and fermenting inside of his belly. Her poop has so much bits of seeds and nuggets of other food scraps, that apparently even Anthro's stomachs sometimes struggled to digest. Semi-soft poop but with a skin-crawling consistency, he can feel shit corns still wedged into the creases between his teeth, stuck to his gums and even some clinging stubbornly to the walls of his throat. They're especially visual among the pale green smears and stains left behind by her rancid scat. Not that there's ever a good experience when it comes to eating poop, but some kinds really are just extra awful in their own ways. The fact that he can even taste the very slight sweetness in the corns only makes things worse rather than better.
Truly, truly awful.
"Hi there~!" (???^?^)
``GREEGHK-?!''
Speaking of awful.
Even if there wasn't shit currently in his mouth, just hearing her voice resurfaces memories than makes his stomach churn. It?s yet another Bunny, like the one that left his reeking mouth peppered with bright yellow flecks and nuggets amidst soft, light green feces. Her petite build with her big head and fuzzy, floppy bunny ears. Her voice melodious and sweet as she greets the human toilet in undisguised glee. None of it is a good sign to the human who?s already suffered greatly from her deceptive demeanour. She was one of the very first to use him and one that'd left a notable impression on him despite his tastebuds having experience even worse atrocities since then!
Dammit, how is she back already despite having shit in him just yesterday?!
"I forgot to introduce myself yesterday huh? I?m Clarisse, it was very nice to meet you~."
The Bunny perks up her plump ass behind her and audibly smacks her perky cheeks with both hands as she emphasizes the last few of her words. Her personality seems to have gotten even more twisted in the short time since he'd seen her, as though her kind and somewhat docile personality she showed at the start was nothing but pure fabrication. The smug smirk on her face as she taunts the human gives her naught but the image of a little devil that gets nothing but satisfaction from his suffering.
"Wow, I guess word's been getting around huh?"
She puts a finger to her perky lips, tilts her head and lets her ears flop to the side as she observes Patrick?s state without even trying to hide her amusement. She doesn?t even know the half of it, she really, really doesn?t know the half of it. The swollen state of his stomach that makes one wonder the sheer weight of the poop filling him. The colour of his face that makes one wonder what his original skin colour is supposed to be, the result of the many asses that have sat upon him and the many crotches that have slammed into his nose over the course of the day. The Autoflush feature unfortunately doesn?t do anything about what?s staining his face unlike what the Full Flush does. The human has been smothered in more musky female Anthro asses than the total pairs of panties that have been pulled down in front of him so far, and each one has engrained the story of their pungent odours into his soiled skin. As for his insides, it?s a scary tale best left untold, just the view of the inside of his mouth as it currently is, radiating a dense, putrid miasma of fecal stink, makes the Bunny all the more thankful that she learned her lesson the first time about leaving her sense of smell turned off before entering the stall.
"Mmm, man, I bet I could get you to flush if I took a shit in you right now."
The Bunny uses her soft, fluffy rabbits feet to tap on the human?s bloated belly, quickly pulling her foot away after one tap because of the nasty sensation of all the poop packed inside.
"But, too bad, you?re not getting any of my steamy butt duds today." ( ?o?)
At least by now the human has more than learned his lesson when it comes to trusting an Anthro?s words. Instead of eating her poop today, the human expects that he'll be eating it on another day when there?s even more of it and when it?s even more putrid. He knows that thinking about it will just be bad for his mental health, since he already knows that there's nothing he can do to stop it, however, not thinking about it is even harder when he's already thoroughly experienced so much over the course of a couple days.
Unfortunately, it seems like this preconceived, ``worse future'' will come much sooner than he'd hoped.
"Instead you?ll get to be the first human toilet that my friend gets to use!"
(p? ? ?)p
"?!"
Friend?
"Can I come in now?"
At first expecting yet another Bunny to use him in her place, Patrick is immediately taken aback. For while the new voice he hears seems soft and docile, the direction it comes from seems to be much higher than that of the furry short stack standing proudly in front of him!
CLOP~! CLOP~!
A very slight tremor passes to him through the floor, and an even more intense shiver of startlement rocks Patrick?s body as his eyes pop open wide and even his pupils contract. The human hasn?t been jump-scared this bad since he encountered the Skunk this morning, not even the sight of the fat knots some canine Anthros have plugged down his throat has made him lose his composure to such a degree!
"Uhm, nice to meet you?" ( ? 3 ?)
``ULTHUULGH~! UUULLGGHH~!''
"That's a weird thing to say considering what you're about to do to him. See look, he's already freaking out." ( ?? ? ? )?
Entering the stall, she casts a shadow large enough to almost block out the light coming through the open door, despite her seeming reserved as though trying to shrink herself down, there?s absolutely nothing that can be done about her stature that could easily give the Rhino a run for her money! No, she?s even larger than the dreaded Rhino in fact, while the latter?s plump and thick body was slightly toned and muscular, everything about this Anthro is just purely plump and thick. Her staunch, gaudy legs covered in light cream fur, complete with a pair of large hooves of a contrasting dark brown like polished leather boots. The span of her hips is ridiculous, to the point she?d easily not fit in a regular public stall. The trunk of her mid-section meaty and thick, leading up to her surprisingly modest breasts. "Modest" in this case is purely from the perspective of her species, for while her tits are huge with a capital `H' from a human?s perspective, they?re understandably below average for a Bovine Anthro!
Yes indeed, a full sized Cow Anthro, such is who has Patrick so worked up. And it?s not at all because of the thick and sturdy bull horns jutting from her head despite being a clear Heifer, and she?s even missing the large bulge of her crotch that would usually scare his holes tight. No, Patrick is of course worked up in fright for the exact same reasons as this morning when he encountered the Skunk. The mere thought of what a bonafide Bovine Anthro could do to a human toilet such as himself is enough to make him reevaluate what he's already been through!
``UULLHHTTUULGHTH~!''
Clearly the human still has yet to be fully resigned, for encounters such as these causes him to become animated with frightful pleas, desperate to expressed his distress in whatever verbal and physical way that he can! Anything but Skunks and Cows, he?d take ten Wolves, twenty Bunnies, even two Rhinos back to back before he allows his insides to be decimated by such a large Bovine!
( *? D *? ) =3
Clarisse stifles an amused snicker at the human?s animated yet hopeless protests where he can?t even form coherent words with his forced open mouth full of corny bunny shit as nasty as her own. It?s an even better reaction than what she?d expected when she thought of bringing her best friend Emily to use him. Without even realising it herself, the Bunny?s once kind personality is becoming more twisted in sadism ever since first encountering this scumbag of a human toilet. Her friend on the other hand still seems true to her shy personality that doesn?t at all match her great size.
"Ugh, maybe I should just keep staying at the old apartment."
"Oh come on Em."
Having seen her expected reluctance, the Bunny once more starts to persuade her shy friend. The reason she suggested this isn?t entirely because it'd be funny as shit. It would be better for Emily in the long term, who?s currently forced to rent at an expensive apartment complex designed for her specific `needs'. Her place comes with reinforced toilets made to handle the kind of bowel movements her and those like her can produce. One of the untold reasons that human toiletry has become not only less ostracized but even accepted and encouraged in the current society is as a result of this. Implementing magical effects into living beings is leagues easier and more efficient than doing so with inanimate objects, even with today?s advanced practices of arcane engineering. Living beings simply have a much greater natural affinity for mana, as can be seen in Patrick himself whom, despite only being human, can integrate more magical formulas and programs in his body than a regular mage?s staff.
It would be great if there were one or two human toilets living in Emily?s apartment that could handle a large Bovine like herself, it would surely bring her rent down. However with things as they are, Clarisse came up with this idea after her experience yesterday; having the Bovine move to an apartment that?s not only within the same complex as herself, but is obviously cheaper and best of all, is within vicinity of the free permanent human toilet provided by the country! There?s quite literally no downsides! Well, for everyone except the human toilet that is!
"It?s just that, you know how my... poops are." (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>
True to her looks, the Cow girl seems to be a gentle giant, hesitant to inflict untold horrors onto another living being. At least Patrick is still considered human in the eyes of someone. Or maybe her shy personality is just a facade to let his guard down, or maybe she just has yet to be tainted like her friend. And it seems like said friend is intent on making the gentle giant as twisted in the head as she is.
"Just look at him, if he can handle all that then I?m sure he can take what you can dish out, maybe." ( o 3? o)
This damn, rotten Rabbit!
"Besides, it?s not like they locked this guy up here by accident."
``ULGH!''
"Uhm, I guess you?re right, that would be crazy if something like that were to happen. Like, can you imagine?" (? )^^^( ?)
Their dialogue make the human want to scream, however at this point, with his mental fortitude shaved down to dust and rubble, all he feels now is the tingling fear of what?s about to happen as the Bovine becomes convinced, finally turning around to put her oversized lethal weapon right in his horrified face! Her ass is even bigger than the Rhino?s, her gargantuan cheeks overwhelming enough that he feels smaller in their presence! In the midst of this, the Bunny orders a Full Flush which immediately fills the human with the usual barrage of disgust as his insides violently churn the accumulated waste. Clearly she wouldn't want her best friend to sit on something so disgusting as his face, so while his insides clear out to his horror and discomfort, layers of caked up filth and grime gradually disappear from the human's face. It's a ticklish sensation, however the human is too wary to close his eyes as the Cow girl reaches behind and starts slipping her soft leggings off her derriere.
The natural colour of her fur spills out, the incredible shape of her ass maintained just by the plump, bouncy, springy, meatiness of her cheeks. Any other human probably would have stared in awe and even reverence at such a world class butt of a Bovine Anthro, however Patrick has seen enough furry asses by now to be traumatized, even disregarding the whole human toilet aspect that?s been nothing but hell. And already this looks to be a worse hell than even what he?s endured thus far. Just by slightly bending over to slide her pants of her massive thighs, the Bovine's cheeks peek open to show what is hands down the scariest butthole the human has laid his eyes on to date.
A puckered anus like a fattened donut wrapped tightly in thin, glossy leather until it forms deep wrinkles sinking into the even deeper centre of the clenched hole. Having been thoroughly conditioned to measure the wideness of buttholes with his own face as reference, the human worries that his whole head could pop up in her shitter if she sits on him hard enough! An ass hole like that looks like it was designed specifically to clog even the most robust and industrial of toilets, this is the first time the human genuinely has to wonder if any amount of magic could allow a human toilet like himself endure what?s about to happen. At the very least, it?s doubtful if his mind can endure!
``ULLGHTH~! UULLGH-GGLTH~!'' CHHEEK-KLK~ CRRCH~
"Just, don?t bail on me if anything goes wrong okay?"
"Oh trust me, I wouldn?t miss it for the world." ( ? ?? )
The Bovine seems to purposefully ignore the sounds of struggle coming from the human?s bounds, meanwhile the Bunny couldn?t be more satisfied as she looks between her large friend?s legs to see the worsening look of horror on the bastard?s face as he tries and fails to back his face away. Rather than escape, two of the largest butt rests to date spring up near his face, once again making his small head looked dwarfed as though trapping him in place psychologically instead. Funny enough, his face warped in horror resembles the Cow?s fat anus as it sits appropriately in between the cheek shaped rests. And it?s not long before it?s made to meet the real thing.
The bindings creak and rattle more intensely as the Bovine slowly sits down, her steady pace as a result of her meek personality only worsening the human?s torture as her ass spreads further over his face that can?t retreat a single inch. As her cheeks spread open, so does the human?s mouth, gaping to match the absurd size of that horrifying pucker much like it did yesterday. A dense bovine butt musk washes him, almost making him cough up shit corns as he inhales from fright.
PLOWMPF~
``FLF~!''
Having his face literally engulfed in ass is nothing new, at least half of the Anthros that have used him today were able to make his small head and face completely disappear up their butts. This kind of weight is something the human has only experienced one other time though. Unlike the Rhino?s build that?s more on the firmer, slightly muscular side, the Cow girl is more tender and bouncy. Her ass cheeks don?t even need to tense to completely trap and compress his head, the sheer mass and volume of them are more than enough. And despite the butt rests doing a lot more work this time and holding this gargantuan ass at the proper height, the contact with the Bovine?s ass hole is just as intense as when it was mostly his face holding the Rhino?s weight!
``THLF, MLF~!''
Her butthole is just so plump and fleshy that it?s tightly moulded to his features, the hot, bare, leathery skin etching the thick anal wrinkles into his chin, cheeks and forehead. The meaty pucker completely dampens even the twitching of his facial muscles, rather, any movement made by his head at this point is actually caused by the natural flexing and twitching of her anus itself as it sticks to his face like an octopus' suction pad. It feels like radial wrinkle markings will be left on his face after the Cow is done using him, but Patrick's main concern currently is the stink flowing into his nose!
Of all the buttholes he?s been forced to huff today, there?s been not a single one that hadn?t smelt awful. Be that as it may, the fetid, earthy eggyness filling his nostrils is more thick and dense than what he?s used to. Maybe it?s because of the shape of her fat shit hole that has his nose trapped in the deep sink in the centre, every huff of a breath he takes while his mouth is plugged by anal meat is just downright revolting. And if there?s one thing Patrick?s come to learn after all this time, it?s that stinky buttholes and stinky farts go hand in hand.
``ULGHF~!''
``So? Feels good right?''
"It?s more... comfortable than I thought."
It?s no surprised that any distressed squeals the human lets out is smothered to be so negligible that even the Anthros with their excellent hearing easily ignore it. Instead, Emily is surprised at the level of comfort of this human toilet. One would think that sitting such a massive butt down on something so small like the human?s head would be uncomfortable to say the least, the human actually wasn?t the only one worried about his head ending up inside the Cow girl?s rear. But even without taking the supportive butt rests into consideration, his head fit so nicely up her ass it's like it was made for it. Particularly, the way her butthole conforms to his face. She'd definitely been tense at first, however, quickly relaxing allowed her pucker to settle nicely on his almost mushy human face, the most protruding part that is his nose finding purchase right in the centre of her large shitter. One could say that he ass hole is like a mask worn by the human's face while it's more like his face is a perfect place to rest her funky pucker.
It feel so natural in fact that her butthole reflexively flexes and winces, intimately smooching the poor human's face as though to rub in its natural stink. Of course he wails in protest, however, even more than usual, his voice can hardly make it far past the plump anal muscle, much less the hundreds of pounds of pure Bovine Anthro perched on his head.
Whether Emily even realizes it, she's already having a better opinion of the human's face over the ultra-heavy duty toilet back at her apartment...
"Just think of him as a normal toilet and let it out like you normally would."
"Mm, okay." ( o //^^^//o )
Be that as it may, Emily still has some inner reservations about what comes next. Having rocked this massive dump truck her entire adult life, the Heifer knows better than anyone the things this ass can do. At least in her opinion, it may very well be a crime to inflict such horrors on another living being, even in this case where the other party is an actual criminal. In the first place, there's the question of if he can even handle it, she's already sceptical of whether even the purpose built toilets at home can endure the full potential of her butt. For this reason, the Bovine decides that even if she's still going to do it, she'll try to hold back like she's already accustomed doing.
Unlike the current Bunny, Emily really is a sweet and gentle girl at heart. Unfortunately, such kindness doesn?t always work in the best interest of all those involved.
SKWRK~ SQUNK~
``ULK-!''
Patrick is shivering inside and out, he can already tell what?s coming by the way the Cow?s plump pucker stickily kisses his face as it tightens and flexes on him. There?s nothing that can be done about it, all he can do is endure what will surely be among the worst gas he?s inhaled to date. The human tightly braces himself, expecting the massive cow?s rear end to blast him at least as bad as the Rhino?s did. However,
FFFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSRFFRFFFF~
Instead he's greeted by the unexpected, a "small" hiss that caresses his face as the large anus peeks open and flows on his mouth, nose and cheeks. It?s so unexpected that for a moment the human is startled, it?s the smallest, gentlest fart he?s had in his face so far, and it?s from the largest Anthro to use him to date! Sure, the heat of it is crazy, however, perhaps his fear got the better of him-
``HHHHNNNNNFFFFFF- GHK-! URGHK?!''
That miniscule moment of pleasant surprize is instantly vaporized, together with any mucus in his nose, the moment he breathes in what?s blowing onto his face!
~FFFFFFRRRRRRRFFFFFSSSSSSFFSFFRRRSS~
``KHRK! HHHHHNNNNNNNNFFFF~! GHK-!''
That?s insanely foul! Like rotten eggs and sour cheese mashed into a puddle of blackened mud! The powerful stench immediately makes up for the lacking intensity and the volume of the fart, the horrid stench directly pierces his brain as he inhales against his will, tears wetting his smothered eyes as his whole body jumps from the intense olfactory feedback! The human has inhaled countless farts from so too many Anthros, and while every single one?s flatulent butt could melt paint off walls, he hasn?t smelled gas this bad since yesterday! It?s farts with a foulness on part with a certain Peahen?s pre-diarrhea farts, just more eggy and earthy! Of course he?d struggle, there?s no way he could fight his body?s natural reaction even if he?s chained down. But even if his torso and limbs rattles, his head so properly wedge up the large Beast girl?s naked ass doesn?t move and inch. His lungs swell as he?s forced to inhale whatever comes out of her puffy pucker. And as Patrick is suffering mentally from the horrible smell, soon he?s made to suffer more physically as what started as a soft and smooth, gentle fart rapidly becomes less so!
``Mmmnnnn~'' ( > /// x /// <)
~FFFFFRRRRSSSSP-P-PPPRRRRFFFFRRRR-PSSSSP~
Two seconds into the gassing, when the smell has been pummelling the human?s brain, the sound of farting intensifies, together with the flow rate of the gas out the Cow?s beefy butt! The swelling of Patrick?s lungs noticeably increase as his seemingly invincible nose hairs start to tip and bow. Eventually, the volume becomes enough that he?s forced to inhale faster, harder, just to match the volume of gas while the Cow?s anus gradually gapes wider! His facial muscles get massaged by the plump pucker as it spreads open, very soon the human?s lungs have expanded to as much as they can take, not nearly as much as his stomach but enough that he has no choice but to exhale!
~FFFFRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRRRRPP-P-PPPPRRRFF~
``HHHHHHFFFFFF~! KHUK-! HHUUNNF! FFHHHHNNNNNNFF~! GGHHRGHK~!''
The exhale is more quick and intense than the inhale, his body expelling a much lesser quantity of ``purified air'' in the shortest amount of time after his lungs have absorbed much more dense fart particulate than any tiny amount of oxygen. It?s enough that a flatulent noise is made as his orifices blow a heavy raspberry into the Cow?s shitter, causing her to moan slightly as incredibly dense billows of rich, muddy green gas finally blows out her cheeks past the human?s hot and smothered, tightly wedged face. At the same time, the actual fart noise made by her pucker is much more audibly, the gas coming out so fast at this six second point that it vibrates her anus on the human?s face, the human who?s greedily sucking up even more of the putrid, rotten bovine flatulence into his system!
Twelve seconds in and Patrick is still huffing and gasping for dear life, as if the poisonous cow farts are the desperate oxygen he needs after being trapped underwater for hours! At this point the human has filled and emptied his lungs with pure cow gas twice, and currently his lungs and stomach are filling even faster than before! What started out as the gentlest and smoothest fart the human has ever inhaled has somehow turned into one of the louder and more voluminous ones to date, as it the smell isn?t damning enough! And the worst part is that the Cow?s pucker only seems to be gaping more and more on his face, as if the flatulent outburst still has steam behind it!
~FFFFFRRRF-F-FRRRRRPPPPPRRFP-FP-FPPRRRFFP-P~
? ^^^ ?)
~PPPRR-BBBBBRRRRRRTTT-T-TTTRRRPRPPRRFTTT-T-T~
``ULGHK! HHHHHUUUUUUUFFF~! HHUNNF! FFFFFHHHNNFFF~!''
``Oh my god...'' ( ? _ ?)
Only now can what she?s letting out be considered a proper fart for a thick Bovine such as herself. Emily really tried at first, and she?d succeeded for a time, however once the Cow gets a fart going, there?s only so much she can do before her plump shithole starts belching like the spout of a locomotive. The sound of her vibrating anus rapidly clapping against the human?s smothered face is even more intense than the sound of gas slipping out her doughy ass cheeks. With no other choice, the Bovine just continues to relieve herself of the voluminous flatulence, taking in the relief as though to distract herself from the suffering of the human who?s insides she?s poisoning and polluting with her vile gas.
Patrick?s lungs have never worked so vigorously, the sheer amount of fetid particulate he?s absorbing from the colossal amount of gas is enough that his lungs are probably dyed a rotten, muddy green by now. The human feels his mind slipping away as he huffs and huffs, desperate, with seemingly no end. From the eighteen second mark on, his face has been getting flogged by one of the most intense farts he?s endured yet, a steamy, hellish deluge of pure, hot, fetid cow gas the likes of which would put an entire pasture of regular cattle to shame. Finally, at the twenty-six second mark,
~SSFFRRR-FPRP-PRP...FPRPSST-T-TRR~
``Phew~'' (-////o////-)
The head-battering flatulent outburst finally experiences a sharp drop in intensity. The Cow?s anus that had opened up enough to almost swallow his face entirely finally starts to clench close. Greasy, sticky residue all over his face from the prolonged fart make for a more intense facial massage as the hotter, moister inner anal walls slide and grind on his features, finally squeezing shut with a nasty sound over the tip of his nose that feels like it?s been steamed red in the fetid waste. All that?s left is the hot, thick wrinkles of the plump bovine butt hole mashed into his soiled features.
``KHK.. GHK!''
"Holy smokes Em, how the hell did you even do that?"
Even if girls often go to the bathroom together, actually being in the same stall when one or the other does their business is another thing entirely. Needless to say, it would be weird if the Bunny had accompanied her much larger friend to take a dump at any time before now, this is Clarisse?s first time witnessing for herself the horrors of what Emily?s bovine rump can do. The things she?s heard no longer seems like an exaggeration, she hadn?t counted but that was a longer fart than the Bunny thought was possible even for a fellow Anthro. The air all around them now has a murky green discolouration and even the temperature has risen by a full degree or two. But looking up at the ceiling of the stall, the Bunny?s ears droops in awe as she watches the dense mass of leaked flatulence accumulated above. One can only imagine how horrid the smell must be, it?s to the point that she watches the stall backup filters kick in in real time to neutralize the accumulated gas.
"Ugh, see now why I can?t use a regular toilet?" (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>
The Bovine squeezes her meaty legs together while drooping her own ears with flush embarrassment. Letting out that kind of fart with her friend sitting right on her lap is bound to be embarrassing no matter the circumstances.
"Oof, I don?t know if you should be using human toilets either."
``Kh... mrrghh~...''
"Damn, is he okay?" ( ? * ?)
"I-I hope so." ( ; ? //D// ?)
After a fart like that, Clarisse can?t blame the human for seeming like a dying animal with his head stuck up the Cow?s stank rear end. As though the fart had completely sapped him of all his energy and intoxicated him at the same time, the human?s body weakly jerks and twitches. But of course, the Bunny can?t fathom the half of it.
``Uuurgh~... ghghk...''
Patrick?s agony is not one that can be compared to mere physical suffering or exhaustion, it might not be an exaggeration to say that the fart has truly intoxicated him with the sheer potency and concentration of the gas. It?s clear now more than ever that the Skunk had done more than mere "maintenance" this morning. She?d probably changed something in the code or script or magical whatever it was that?s running the stall and controlling his actions. He?d been forced to inhale big farts before, though the others now seem inadequate compared to the Cow?s, however each time he?d simply inhaled as much as he could and spilled what he couldn?t. The desperate huffing, inhaling and exhaling that he did this time has caused a much greater volume of gas to flow into and throughout his system, that and the sheer amount let out by the Bovine?s rear end. It feels like enough gas had been pumped into him to paint his inside in the vile, rancid colour, the stench filling his nostrils like dense smoke, the taste etched as a greasy flatulent residue on his tongue, completely ruining the cleanliness he'd gained from being flushed.
Time and time again Patrick is forced to realize that no matter how many farts he inhales, how much poop he?s fed, there?s always ways that his torment can be worse than the last time.
``... uhk...''
"Oh no, maybe this was a bad idea after all?"
? ? ? ?;)?
``Uuuhhhmmm~''
``And it's not like they put a limit on who could use him, I'm sure there are gonna be even bigger girls than you and other Cows using him in the future, so he's definitely built to last.''
"Hhmm, I guess that makes sense....'' ( o ^^^ o )
The Bunny can only hope that her own words prove to be true as she?s the last person that knows anything about this monolith of a contraption. After all, yesterday was her very first time encountering one and she even only found out what it?s called when she searched it up after using it yesterday, an LTIM (Living Toilet Incarceration Module). She can only guess that there?s a lot of special sauce in the works to make sure that the human toilet is able to endure such a punishment. It?s meant to be publicly used by Anthros after all, knowing her own kind, the Bunny doesn?t believe that a regular human toilet would be able to last even a few days being used the way this one is meant to be used, especially if it includes large Cow girls like her own friend, who?s farts she now knows to be even deadlier than she previously imagined!
Of course, the Bunny?s guess is spot on, much to the misfortune of Patrick who would rather be put out of commission right now than endure even a second more of this kind of torture!
"Muu, just don?t go bailing on me if anything goes wrong, okay?"
"I would never." ( ?y??)?
Especially since there?s no way she?d miss watching the human suffer under the Bovine?s massive butt, the butt that soon tenses again to the human?s demise!
SKWRK~ SQUNK~
``Khk-ughk?!''
Patrick seems to suddenly regain his energy again to panic as he feels the massive ass cheeks firm up around his trapped head, the fat, steaming bovine shitter and puckering smooching into his face, ready to deliver yet another death blow.
SFSFFFF-F-FFFFFRRRRFFFFFRRFSSSSSFFF~
``GHUUURRGH~!''
His whole face physically heats up while it feels like his senses are being scorched by the poor concentrated stink of the Bovine's gas. On has to wonder how even a big girl like her can let out so much gas at once, even if it's let out slow at first, the human's lungs very soon have to pick up the pace as though panicking!
``Hhhnnnmmf~'' ( > ^^^ < )
~FFFFFRRRRRPP-P-P-PPRPRPRPRPPPFFPPPRRRRRR~
``KHUURGHK! HHHHHUUUUUUUNNNFFF~! FFHHUURRF! FFFFFHHHHNNNFFF~!''
? ~ )
Not even visiting a hundred manure farms beforehand would have prepared him for how bad the Anthro Cow's farts are. Her anus is so large that the gas gets stuffed into his open mouth without even trying, his tongue feel like it's getting cooked and they are probably better off that way for the pure taste of bovine flatulence that soaks into his raw tastebuds is depressingly fowl! The dense earthiness is easily the most pleasant quality of the stench, the intense, pungent eggyness combined with the sour, rancid taste like chewing on mouldy shoes worn by a hobo for a year is much more diabolical! And then there's a taste he can almost barely recognise, the flavour of vegetables, a flavour that's immediately far less recognizable after said vegetables have been broken down and rotted in the bowels of the Anthro version of Earth's worst greenhouse gas producer!
~GGGRRRTTT-T-GGGGRRRRT-T-TTRRRRRRPP-P-P-PPRRR~
``KHRK! HHHHHHNNNNNFFFFHHHRRRRR~! GUHK!''
The poor human can't hope to begin to regurgitate the gas, even if his actions weren't being controlled. His tongue takes a sickening hot bath right below her spewing anus while the pressure of release reaches a point where his throat noticeably swells. Rather than inhales the gas, it starts being physically pushed down into him by her relieving bowels, his stomach swelling uncontrollably with the creamy pestilence as though substituting for his lungs that can only take so much at a time! Like this the poor human is forced to choke on and literally savour the horrendous results of the massive Cow girl's digested diet for an agonisingly long time, both drinking and huffing the fumes straight out of her butt until it feels like his mind will turn to mush by the time she's finally done, with what is only the second fart she's let out yet.
``Khk... huuurrghh~...''
``Huff, at, at least he's still conscious.''
``Yeah... I bet he wishes he wasn't...'' (? )^^^( ?)
It doesn't even feel like he can retch properly as his otherwise jerking head is head stiff at the face by her steaming, meaty clenched anus. Her flatulence pestilence rots his mind and perhaps even his body from the inside as his agonised gags and chokes of desperate protests are dispersed by the wrinkles of her fat, smothering shitter.
"Ah, I?ve still got plenty of gas but, should I start pooping now?" ( o ~ yo)
Even with having already tortured the poor thing with two full servings of her sickening gas, Emily still shows some slight hesitation to do her business for real. Part of it is of course because things will get seriously ugly when she actually does start dumping and she still doesn?t know for sure if she could put another living being through that. At the same time, if she is going to do it, it would be better to start right away. With the amount of gas that naturally brews in her guts and the sheer scale of her bowels movements, letting out all of her farts AND taking a full fat dump into the living toilet would take an amount of time that'd be uncomfortable when considering those still waiting for their turns outside. It's only the human's second day of service after all, there's bound to be way too many people eager to try him for the first time and she'd hate to be a bother.
Though realistically speaking, none of those outside would mind her taking as long as she needs. The well-known ``capabilities'' of Bovine Anthros like Emily and the shared desire to have the human suffer grants Anthros like the Cow special privileges whether she realizes it or not. In actuality, the Bovine is still trying to procrastinate on feeding the human her awful waste.
"Actually, let?s do it tomorrow instead." ( ~ ?~)
"Oh, okay."
With that, Emily is slightly relieved inside that she could at least put it off for another day, completely unaware that she?s only going to make things worse for the human, as per the malicious Bunny?s intentions. At the same time, the human, who?d barely heard their conversation over the slight fart-blast-induced ringing in his head, is also aware that he?s only being spared the stick to be beaten with an iron rod later down the line. But at this moment, Patrick is just relieved that the Cow?s fetid farts, despite being the worst he?s huffed today, are the most he has to deal with. Or so he initially thinks, still unable to absolve himself of his foolish wishful thinking. For both the human and the Bovine fail to realise how much of a sadistic bitch the Bunny has become.
"How about we try out this new function instead?" (???^?^)
"Hmm?"
"...?"
All the while that Emily has been ass-blasting the human?s face, Clarisse had been doing more than just enjoying the show. The Bunny?s come to notice that there are more options displayed on the stall?s menu compared to yesterday. This is of course thanks to the literal day one patch implemented early in the morning, and of these options, special ones become automatically available when certain conditions are met. In this case, the option became available only when Emily entered the stall after the Bunny, the Bovine?s size, weight class and species meeting all the criteria after an instant analyses. As though specifically encouraging them to pick the new option, it?s visually highlighted to stand out among all the others. In which case, there?s absolutely no way the Bunny with wicked intentions would pass it up.
"Let?s try Mode #13."
"Clara, what are you-?"
"Just trust me, you?re gonna enjoy this."
The name of the mode is written very clearly yet the Bunny calls it out by number just so that both her friend and the human doesn?t realize what?s about to happen, until it's too late.
VVVHHHHRRRRRRMMM~
"Eep!" ? ( ? D ?;)
Naturally, Emily is startled as she feels a strong movement below her, specifically, the butt rests holding up her plump ass cheeks start rising. The transition is smooth, the mechanism clearly able to handle her heifer weight, even beyond that, the Cow soon clasps her knees together nervously as she finds her being raised higher and higher!
SLK-KLCHT~
``GHUUUURRRRRFF~!!''
It?s to the point that Patrick?s face soon unsticks from her large bovine butt hole, the human instinctively gasping for air, whatever little can be found amidst the thick smog of fetid cow farts surrounding his head! To say that a weight has been lifted off of him would be an understatement, the human?s lungs desperately swell and deflate, ever so slightly less rancid gas pouring into his chest and being expelled in miniscule quantities after the gaseous waste has been filtered by his body. Reopening his eyes to the light, beyond the thick, chalky air of gas, Patrick can easily spot the Bovine?s massive ass rising higher above his head. Even with it being a solid foot above him already, her cheeks are so great and her anus so prominent that it feels like he?s still staring it down point blank.
WRRVR~
Suddenly, Patrick feels a change in the mechanical part that?s usually holding up the back of his head during his toilet duties. While there?s usually some small amount of hydraulic play to account for the weight of the various Anthros that use him, all of a sudden the feeling is a lot more rigid like it?s held up by a solid steel bar. An ominous feeling suddenly fills his whole body, just as a small nozzle of sorts pops up out from somewhere behind him and is aimed squarely at his face!
SSPPLUURRTT~
"HLF?!"
Something clear suddenly sprays out the nozzle and splatters all over his face! Regardless of all the gross stuff painted to his features, a warm, clear, super slimy, gooey gel is thinly painted all over him, the nozzle swinging side to side and tilting to make sure that no part of his face covered in cow fart residue is uncovered by a thin layer of the substance! As the human is still shocked with his eyes closed, the nozzle quickly retreats after doing its job. In the meantime, Emily has stopped being lifted when her ass is hovering two full feet over the head of the human. By this point the Cow has started to piece together what?s about to happen.
"Uhm, Clara...?" ( o ^^^ o )
?( ; ? D ?)
"You might wanna relax for this." (???^?^)
DJRF-JF~
``EEEEEKKK~?!'' ?(? ?D ?;)?
It?s simply impossible for the Bovine to relax, in fact, she tenses up even more when the feeling of the butt rests holding up her heavy ass cheeks suddenly disappear as they rapidly drop down! The Bovine let?s out a girlish yelp, and with the same timing that she succumbs to her own weight, Patrick shudders when he realizes what?s been sprayed on his face! Popping open his eyes in fright, the human is timely greeted with the same massive ass he?d been staring into, this time getting rapidly closer! Even then he can make out the tight clench of the Cow?s fat anus, the Bovine?s own wound nerves directly influencing her asshole with things turning out exactly as she?d feared. In this way, what?s about to happen next would seem almost impossible, but anything is made possible with enough lube.
``AULGH-!!!'' PLWOLP-SSQURRKLRCHK~!
"!!!"
"UH??!!!!" ? (? [] ?)
``Khehehe~'' ( ?y??)
For a moment, a distressed, gagged scream blared out to match the scared thrill of a shriek by the Bovine, however it?s almost immediately cut of as it began, the sound lost right as a somehow even louder, much nastier squelch is heard. Following a fraction of a second behind that squelch is the crisp, loud, doughy sound of massive, meaty bovine ass cheeks slapping back down unto the butt rests, the butt rests that had stood at the perfect height to sturdily catch the large falling cow girl. Ripples are sent up the Cow girl?s large body from the impact while her fat ass cheeks, as tender and meaty as they are, barely wobble, as though stiffened from the impact. In fact, Emily?s whole body seems to have stiffened and tensed up, including her voice that?s become mute as she stares forward blankly with eyes popped wide open like she?s seen a ghost! The Bovin?s hands are clasped between her thunderous thighs and her knees are pressed together even more tightly than before, her tail is stood up straight like a stick and the Bunny watches in amusement as her whole face turns beet red under her fur!
``Kyyyaaaaaaahhh~!''
Yet another girlish scream pierces through the silence, which makes the Bunny pull her ears down while sporting a massive grin on her face.
"Clara, what the hell?!" # ( ? ? ? ) #
"Stay right there, I gotta see this!" ( ? ?? )
Clearly she?s not at all remorseful, the Bunny giggles in the face of her best friend's embarrassed protest and instead slips her petite form around the large Bovine to get a view of her back side, or rather, her backside. Emily?s tail is still rigid and trembling, even at a glance her ass cheeks appear clenched and taught, like a person that had just had an accident when they thought it was just a fart, except her accident happened in the opposite way. Hurriedly glancing down even lower, the Bunny sees the human?s body trembling and jerking even more than the Bovine?s tail, his shoulders are pressed deeply into Emily?s large meaty cheeks, and his head... is nowhere to be seen, and not in the sense of how it usually is.
``#####, ####~!!''
"Oh snap!" ? (? o ?)
The rotten Rabbit exclaims in undisguised giddiness as even her sensitive Bunny ears barely picks up the screaming from inside her friend, not inside her crack as per usual, but INSIDE of her! The Bunny had definitely briefed through the description but she didn?t think that it would happen so literally. Even with the mode named "Head Insertion", it?s still shocking to see the human?s entire head get shoved up the Bovine?s ass!
"Clara!"
"Hehe~!"
Leaving the struggling human alone, the Bunny is greeted by her friend?s pissed face as she returns to her meaty lap. Though, rather than pissed, her "angry" expression is more adorable than anything, especially with her face still so red, she?s hardly more menacing than a kid about to throw a tantrum.
"Sorry, I just thought it would be funny to just send it."
"You could have given me a heads up!"
"I wanted it to be a surprise." ( ^ ? ^ )*
"Mmmwwww~!" (# ~ ///?///~)
The Cow probably can?t tell that her embarrassed pouting is only appealing to her friends awakened sadistic side. It?s not like she?s actually angry anyway, she?s simply startled and embarrassed, otherwise she wouldn?t have hidden that girthy thing from the Bunny in the first place. Even still, she has the option to simply stand up if she really wanted too, there?s nothing holding her down unlike a certain human who?s now trapped literally head first in a Cow?s anus on top of everything. And speaking of which,
SQULCH~ ``Hghk... gguuuurrrghhh~!'' SLRCHK~
The human?s struggles and pleas are barely heard from the outside and even from the inside, Patrick?s retching and screaming is muffled to his own ears, as the sound keeps slamming into the countless walls and folds squirming around him. The human can?t believe this is happening! It?s so hot, moist, slightly slimy and sticky. It?s so cramped, the squirming and flexing inner anal walls tightly and intimately clinging and rubbing against his submerged face and head with their countless folds and foul substances! He can?t see a single thing, only feel all the creepy and nasty stuff happening to his head and face, any and all light is completely blocked from entering past where he can feel the Cow?s tough anus clenching around his neck! Even the part that often holds the back of his head has retreated at some point, leaving only his head stuffed literally up the large Anthropomorphic cow?s behind to where his head is being held in place by her flexing shit hole!
His wailing continue to fall on deaf ears, lost in the countless body layers beyond the Bovin?s surprisingly tight rectum. Making any sort of noise, even when his head isn?t stuffed up a cow?s ass has long proven useless, however the human can?t help this involuntary reaction when it feels like he?s losing his mind from the horrendous stench! There?s practically no air contained in the Cow?s behind, all that currently remains is the small pockets of gas left from recent farts that had remained trapped in the folded walls of the Bovine?s hot, stuffy rectum. A single whiff taken on reflex has already caused the human?s only "air" to run out, meanwhile this one whiff of "air" is enough to make his whole body violently lurch in disgust. It somehow smells even stronger, more rotten than the "regular" farts that are blasted right into his face!
``GHLLLGH, MMLLGH~!'' SQURLK-SLRCHK~
?''
As the human?s struggles only intensify, the limited movement of his head quite easily stimulates the Cow girl?s large butt. The sensation is stimulating enough that her plump thighs and knees are still clasped together as she rubs them together gently, her face is still noticeably flushed while she?s now nibbling her inner lips with her trembling eyes closed.
"Wow, I didn?t know you liked it up the ass that much." ( ~ ? ~)?
"Sh-shut upppp~..." (> /// * /// < ;)
The Bunny had certainly guessed but it looks like that large toy back at the Cow's apartment had spent a fair share of time stuffed up her rear end. Seeing as the girth was only slightly less than the head of the human now plugging the Bovine?s poop chute, it?s no wonder she?s now fighting her embarrassment and letting things be, despite being startled at first. But she sure did adapt quickly, the Bunny already knew it even before encountering that under her bed but it seems her friend deep down is no less of a pervert than herself.
"Hey, how `bout you give him some ?air? before he suffocates in there."
The Bovine doesn?t ask her to clarify because anybody could guess the Bunny?s intention. And at this point, it?s not like Emily?s intentions are any different, thus starts moving what she?d been holding back the rest of.
SQRLK~ SCHRLKCH~ ``Mmmmppphhh~!!''
The sounds of squirming and squelching is more clear in the human?s ears than his own pleading voice. Soon, the feeling around his neck becomes more vivid while the firmness of the Bovine?s fat ass cheeks pressed into his shoulders intensifies. Patrick?s already been panicking however his distress heightens as he already knows what?s coming, and sure enough, the anus around his neck flexes and clenches enough to almost strangle him while the anal walls around him because more taught and hug his face and head tighter in their hot, disgusting embrace!
GGGRGRGRGRGG-G-GGGGGBBBBBBRRRRRRGG-G~
The anal walls are soon forced to part, barely giving the human?s head space at last, only for said space to be literally flooded with a thick, hot wave of rancid shit fumes! The gas is so hot and moist that it feels like the pores on his face are opening up, it?s so thick and dense that he probably would have been blinded even if he could see! And of course, as per usual with this Bovine, there?s immediately so much of it that it fills and starts to even swell the Bovine?s rectum that?s been properly plugged up by the human?s head!
``HHHHHNNNNFFFFFFFF~! UURGHK!! HHHUUUUUUFFFFFF~!''
~BBBBBRRRRGGGGGGRRRRRGG-G-GGGGRRBBBBBRRR~
Still flabbergasted by the dire situation Patrick?s response is naturally to start inhaling for dear life, just as he?s always done whenever subject to the foul gaseous product of any Anthro thus far. His nostrils flare against his will and his mouth still opened by the rig gag siphons the putrid fart gas down into his throat like a vacuum cleaner! It?s almost like he?s desperately inhaling air after having his oxygen supply cut off by the anal insertion, however, not only is there not a speck of clean oxygen to be had, the smell of the gas that gouges through his nasal passage is the worst it?s ever been!
? ^^^ ?)
~GRGRGR-GR-GRBRBRBBRRRRRRRRRRGGG-G-GRRRR~
On the outside, the human?s body has stiffened up with legs spasming while his belly and lungs swell quickly. The usual booming noise of her best friend?s farts that the Bunny is accustomed to is nowhere to be heard, instead she can only hear the gas moving rapidly through Emily?s insides where the human?s distressed pleas are simultaneously drowned out by the fetid fumes gushing down his swelling throat. The Bovine?s face is still flushed and also displaying an expression of concentration as she relaxes the gas out of her bowels. A slight pressure builds in her plugged rectum however it?s more than manageable as the majority of the gas is very clearly being fed into the human butt plug.
Be that as it may, seconds continue to tick by through Emily's signature double digit gaseous releases. The human?s own insides have begun struggling to keep up with her output. Patrick is already on his third inhale since she?d started farting, having been filled to the brim twice. Possibly because of the scary circumstances he?s in, his body?s responding by absorbing the gas faster and more efficiently than ever before. His chest and belly rapidly shrink even without exhaling and what he does exhale, after the substance of the gas is fully absorbed, is hardly a regular human?s breath?s worth of purified "air". Hardly enough to inflate the Cow?s girl?s rectum by any amount, which is good since more and more gas just keeps coming in the slightest period of exhale!
More seconds tick by with the human huffing desperately, the Bovine's agonisingly lengthy fart active as the only "air" he?s allowed to breathe since having his head stuck up her ass. His insides swell with her shit fumes three, four, five times as he breathes like no tomorrow, suffering immensely with each inhale and desperately fighting the build-up of pressure in Emily?s butt until the rotten butt storm finally seems to pass!
~FRRGGRGRRR-FFFRRGGFFF~
``Haaaahh~'' (^////D////^) ?
"Holy crap, did he get all of it?!" ? ( ? D ?;)
There doesn?t seem to be any shortage of surprises even for the perpetrators of the human?s torture, for the Bunny didn?t expect that not a single bubbly puff of butt mist had made it past the human?s head in the end! Of course, with said human?s head wedged up Emily?s shit hole, the Bovine isn?t able to fart with quite the force she did on his face, however the total volume of gas that she?d just quite literally injected into him is scary for even the Bunny to imagine!
``MMRRRGHH~!'' KLNK! CHHRCH~ K-KLNK! ``HHHRRGGHHFFF~!!''
No amount of imagination could even begin to describe what the human is going through, the Anthros literally don?t have to smell even what?s been expelled since earlier, while this time nothing has even come out to add to the thinning fog of cow farts already filling the stall. Instead, Patrick had desperately inhaled every morsel of gas provided by the Bovine?s devilish bowels. The intense, rotten, eggy, sulphury stench that?s incomparably more intense than the stink of regular manure, the smell and taste is very noticeably stronger from a while ago. The Heifer?s anal walls closing back in to cling hot and sticky to his face certainly only worsens the disgust he feels, as he?s once more cut off from any kind of breathing supply after having his lungs and stomach so intensely pumped full of pure gaseous waste!
SQURLK-CHK~ ``HHRRMGHF! GGGRRRRGHHFF~!'' SLCH-CHRKCHK~
``Mnf, hhmmph~'' (-////x////-) ? ?
``Oh you're lovin it huh?'' ( ~ w ~)
One thing?s for certain, that horrible fart had got the human going wild, head first in the Cow?s filthy ass. The squirming, jerking and spasming of his head crammed inside of her butt is already starting to awaken something within Emily. A feeling that can?t be gotten from those girthy yet inanimate objects she regularly stuck up her butt back at home. The lively movement of a human head up her ass naturally feels so wrong yet feels so good. At first the Cow was worried about just farting in his face and making him smell her gas, yet all it took was getting her butt stuffed full of his head for her to start viewing him just like how all the other Anthros do, an object meant for her pleasure.
CHNKCH~ ``HHHRRRRMMMGGHH~!!''
``Aaah~?''
Even the way his struggles momentarily intensify as her fat pucker sucks in his neck and her anal walls suddenly cling to his face while her fat ass cheeks clench up,
GGGRFGFG-G-G-GGGGRRRRRGGBBBBRBRBRRRGG-G~
``HRRGH-GK-! HHHHHRRRUUUUUUFFF~ HHUFFN~! HHHHHNNNNNFFFF~''
He?s not even been "suffocating" for a full minute before the human?s only "air" supply is brutally administered once more!
"Oh, fuck."
Clara moans with her ears pressed right up on the Bovine?s pudge gut, listening to the light rumbles and vibrations from within as thick, poisonous cow flatulence swarms through her bowels and is doused en masse into the her rectum that?s turned into the human?s breathing chamber. She could even hear the exact moment his distressed wails become cut off, replaced instead with desperate inhaling and huffing as the gas is delivered directly to his opened mouth and nose. Then comes the intense rattling coming from below the Cow?s massive butt where the rest of his body spasms while bound. Gosh, her sensitive Bunny ears can even hear his lungs and belly harshly swell up from the onslaught of farts, his hacking and retching from within quickly turned into gas-sucking inhalations as he breathes the pure, unfiltered waste.
~GGGGGRRRRRBBBBRBRRRRRRR-G-GGGRRRRRBBPPRG~
SQUEELCH~ SLRCHK~ ``HUK-! HHHHHUUURRRNNNFFF~!''
``Haaaaah, hhnnff~'' ? (>////D////<) ?
``Mmmnnn, let him have it~'' ( ?///?///? )
The damn fart lasts so long that it?s still rumbling inside the Cow?s butt by the time the Bunny has two fingers poked into her dripping snatch. Patrick?s own fingers are twitching uncontrollably as he endures a hell most people can?t even begin to imagine! It?s not just that the intensity of the stink and the rottenness of the taste of the farts have increased, what he?s also come to learn with only this second fart is how horrible breathing pure farts truly is!
Even when his face was being sat on, when it seemed like he was breathing nothing but gas, there had still been actual air in what he was inhaling. The stall itself constantly delivers fresh air from the outside into the sealed space, after all, even if Anthros themselves can hold their breath for a long time, it?s not comparable to altered on Patrick?s level. The only true advantage they have over the human in this case is being able to completely disregard the smell. All this to say that what Patrick has really been inhaling so far can only amount to around ninety-five percent farts at the absolute most. And anybody who knows anything knows there?s a huge difference between ninety five percent and near one hundred percent.
~GGGGGRRRRRGG-G-GGGGRRRRRBBBBRRFFFRR~
``KH-! HHHHUUUUUFFFFF~! FHUUFF~! HHHHHHHRRRRRNNFF~!''
? ? ( ?///^^^///? ) ? ?
"Gosh, you?re so wet." ( ~///?///~)
In the rare moments between flatulent outbursts, the human begs from his suffering to end, however all of his pleas are even more stifled than usual, his cries traveling up into the Cow?s stuffed bowels where all that awaits him is a worse fate sitting and baking for another day. The only ones who could possibly hear his wails are Anthros with sensitive hearing, however the only two Anthros immediately present completely ignore him while lost in their own pleasure. Nay, it?s more that his incredibly faint pleas are part of what fuels their pleasure, as the Bunny not only flicks her own bean but now has her other small hand stuffed between her best friend?s plump thighs.
Clarisse's words were no exaggeration, just by putting her hand there, the Bunny?s fingers and palm are already dripping in fluid. Emily?s arousal is abundantly clear, in fact, were it not for all the lingering gas from earlier, the air would be ripe with the stench of both their beastly pheromones. But even if the Anthros turn off their senses of smell, the chemical reaction as they inhale each other's lust is intense. The Bunny?s hand may be small in comparison to the large Bovine?s lady bits, however it?s still more than enough for her to stimulate Emily?s plump clit. To be clear, the two of them didn?t have this sort of relationship, though that didn?t stop them from just falling into the flow. But the real trigger is the exceptional amount of lust exuded by the Bovine.
GGGGGRRRRRGGG-G-G~ GGGGGRRRRBBRBRBRBGG-G-G~
SQUELCH~ ``HHHHHHNNNNNFFFF~! GHK-!''
Emily herself doesn't fully understand why she?s so stimulated. Initially she?d come here under the Bunny?s urging to try out this new human toilet. It?s something she?d never tried before, making another living being consume her waste. Even up until a short while ago she was still sceptical about eventually feeding him her scat. However things started getting out of hand since the moment she sat on his face and began passing her foul gas.
Since the moment her butt hole because smooshed up against his face it was like some kind of hidden instinct inside of her was activated. Feeling his face pressed up into her nastiest place, the way his head moved around and grinded into her butthole. And then she started letting it rip and felt him inhale her gas. Emily herself can?t even stand her own gas, and it?s clear as day that the human could tolerate it even less. Yet there was something magical about him huffing her rancid flatulence and drinking it down his throat like he was thirsty, even if he was forced to do it. No, maybe the fact that he was forced to do it against his own will is part of what made it feel so good?
BBBBBBBRRRBRBRB-B-BBBRRRRGGGGGGGGGGRR~
?''
GGGGGR-GR-GR-GRRRPPPRFF~ GGGRRRRGGH-G-GF-GGGGRRRB-B-B~
?''
SLCK~ SCHLIK~
It definitely feels good in its own way, a way different from the usual toys she regularly stuffed up her butt. His head fit so nicely inside of her, better than the thickest anal bead she?d tried until recently. And unlike the dull vibrations of her toys that have grown less stimulating over time, the way the human randomly and irregularly squirms his head inside her butt is much more stimulating. Every time she literally fills him with her farts he goes wild, thrashing his head around inside her butt and stimulating all the best places. Her insides regularly flex and squirm in response, clinging and sucking tightly on his head and face, soiling him with all kinds of nastiness trapped inside her large butt. How absolutely awful it must smell to be trapped inside her ass. His mouth must be filled with such a horrid taste, gross.
GGGGGGRRRRRRBBRBRBRB-B-BBRRRGGGGGG-G-GRGR~
``HHHUUUUUURRRFF~! FFHUUUFF! KHK-! HHHHNNNNNNFFFFFF~!! GHURK~!''
Ah, that?s the part that makes it so stimulating. Even more than the physical feeling of his head up her butt, the fact that he has nothing to breath but her putrid gas. Not an ounce leaks out as she rips into his trapped face, she even flexes her anus on his neck out of pure instinct every time. How long has it been now, two, three, five minutes? However long it?s been, it?s not been nearly long enough. He needs to keep breathing only her farts and nothing but her farts for however long it takes for her to get off. At this point she even wishes that she could keep him as her personal butt plug and wear his head up her butt all day every day, just so he can smell nothing but her gas for as long as possible! As time goes on it becomes clearer and clearer why Anthros like herself prefer human partners, they?re just so easy to dominate in the nastiest of ways!
SLK~ CHK-CHK~
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRG-G-G-GRGRGRRGGGGRRRRRRGG~
"Oh fuck, keep going, make him drown in it!" ? ? (>////?////<) ? ?
``Hnnff~!'' ? ? (>////D////<) ? ?
The Bunny clearly doesn?t want her to stop and she has zero intentions to at this point. Clarisse is busy flicking both their beans while Emily is fully focussed on the pleasure while respirating the poor human with constant streams of her vile gas. How much litres of fumes had he inhaled and swallowed by now? Neither of them can imagine just how horrible it must be for him, to sniff, inhale and taste nothing but hot, moist, rotten cow farts for minutes and minutes on end, not a single iota of fresh air in between to act as a buffer. The Bovine is moaning loudly while flexing her anal muscles, her nasty crap chute making a proper butt toy out of the human?s head and face as he retches and screams into her hot, gross rectal walls. Slightly gyrating her hips, the human but plug stimulates her butt hole like she?s never felt before, all manner of nasty waste and filth getting worked into his face, his nostrils and open mouth as she does so.
The sound of internal rumbles as pure, unfiltered flatulence fills the human?s only breathing space and literally fills him until his insides swell to the limit, over and over again. The Bunny is straight up drooling while fingering herself intensely, sexual fluid dripping from the hand at her cooch and a practical waterfall of pussy juice flowing down her elbow where she?s short of fisting Emily?s snatch. The way he gags, the way he chokes. Even the sound of him filling up with the rotten gaseous waste like a balloon. His relentless struggles, so exaggerated yet helpless, yet well-warranted based on even a fraction of an idea of what he must be going through. Both girls completely lose track of time and drown themselves in lust as Emily goes out of her way to try and drown the poor human with her pure flatulence.
Nobody could tell exactly how long this went on.
? ////?//// <)
SSSQQQQQUUUURRRRTT~ SSSSSPPPPRRRRTTTT~
Eventually, the Bunny clamps her thighs together and begins to wail in ecstasy, squirting heavily all over her bests friend's lap in intense orgasm as the inner rumbles of yet another long, ripe, hot fart shivers her cheeks that she?s got pressed up against the Bovine?s pudgy gut. She listens to the stifled sound of the human practically screaming for mercy as his orifices are flooded with the vile product of Emily?s heifer bowels and each incoherent syllable orchestrates the rhythm of her intense orgasmic contractions.
? ? ( ? //// D //// ? ) ? ?
BBBBBB-BB-BRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRBRBRBRB-
BBRRRRRRRRRGGGGRRRRRR~
``HGK-! GHK-! GHHHUUURRGHK-!!!''
SPLLLUUURRRTTTT~ SSSSSPPPPUUURRRTTT~ SPLPTPTP-TP-PT-PLT~
Within the span of the same length fart, Emily as well reaches orgasm, launching a gush of fluid that sprays down the Bunny?s whole arm as she squeezes her fat clit! Her poop chute goes extra tight and her butt cheeks clench hard as she cums, ultimately increasing the pressure of her release that already had the human feeling like he was drowning in her gas. The rank, steamy fart drones on and on with the girls? intense climax, Emily?s pussy spray splattering on the floor near where Patrick seems like in a desperate struggle for his life! The human?s orifices are being filled more forcefully than ever before, his throat swelling and even his nostrils flaring harshly as he?s literally pumped full of rotten bovine gas!
He powerfully inhales and exhales, filling his inside with the vile fumes and feeling like he?s barely making it. This torture has been like no other he?s faced until now, and Patrick has found himself on the edge of insanity breathing literally nothing but the Cow girl?s flatulence for what to him feels like hours or even days at this point! In actuality, it?s only been an extra ten minutes since his head has been stuck up the Cow girl?s rear end, though, even half a minute would have been overdoing it!
~GGGRRRRGG-G-GGRRP-P...BRRGGTT-T~
``Uhk... khuurrghk~...''
Miraculously, Patrick manages to barely survive what had turned out to be the longest and nastiest fart to this point. If Emily hadn?t clenched extra hard during her orgasm, and almost strangled him with her fat anus in the process, it?s very likely that an absurd amount of gas would have erupted past his head plugging her butt. Instead, all of it had truly been forced into him, much to his detriment. It?s also as the fart finally ends that the last squirt of ejaculate drips from the hefty Heifer?s fat pussy.
"See? It?s better than that stupid dumb fancy toilet back at the apartment, right?"
?? ( ^ ///?/// ^ ) ?
"Haaa, haa, m-much better." ? ? ( ? //// D //// ? ) ? ?
In the end, it didn?t take much longer for the Bovine to come around to the idea of using the human toilet as it did for the Bunny.
"Trust me, it?s gonna fell even better when you take a massive shit down his throat."
"Haaa, I can?t wait for tomorrow."
Hell, Emily would take a dump in him right now if she hadn?t already spent a considerable amount of time hogging the toilet from those still waiting outside. It's been said time and time again that Anthros are way more susceptible to kinks and fetishes than humans and it could be more true. With this one experience, the Bovine would be at a loss if she didn't take the human's head up her butt at least once day from now on. Just like that Patrick had been designated as Emily's living butt toy, as well as the only toilet she plans to use moving forward. It may be a bit of a jump, but after respirating him on her pure farts only one time, the idea of making him eat her poop after it?s spent a longer time baking inside of her has become genuinely appealing. In this way, it could be seen how the Bunny and the Bovine had become best friends, at the end of the day, they're not nearly as different as how they appeared in the beginning.
"Come on, I wanna see his face." ( ? //// ?////?)
As expected, neither of the girls? excitement seemed to have waned much despite their intense orgasms, the Bunny urges the Heifer to get up only so that she could see the resulting mess.
``Huuf, hmmn~''
Her legs still tingly after cumming, Emily takes a breath and steadies herself in her seat. Then, the Bovine firmly plants her hooves on the ground and braces against the butt rests to get up as slowly as she can.
CLOP-CLOP~! SSLLLRRCCCHH~ SQQUURRLKCH~
``Mnnff~!'' (; > /// * /// <)
?''
? ? ( ? //// D //// < ) ? ?
In the end, a sticky, sucky schlorp is heard, similar to when a certain Wolf?s knot had dislodge from a certain human?s mouth and throat. And similar to that time, Emily?s anus that?s been freed of Patrick?s chin slide right up the rest of the human?s face, lubricated by her own nasty anal fluid until a wet pop is heard and she suddenly jerks back up!
SLRK~ ``ULK-! UUURGHK~!'' QURLRK-K~
The Bunny has gotten down from her lap at some point and the Heifer once more stands tall, even before which, the intense sound of gagging, retching and choking return to the open space.
"Oh wow, is this how you leave your other toys at home?"
``KHKF! HHURGHK~!''
"I-I at least clean myself out properly beforehand. I just wasn?t prepared this time." (~ /// * /// < ;)
``URRRLGHK~!''
The moment Patrick is let free of her behind, the human is fighting to gasp for any fresh air he can find despite being obstructed by his constant retching. Of course, the amount of fresh air the human gets is minimal at best. His whole face and head down to his freed neck is soiled terribly and coated in lots of sticky/slimy fluid that's definitely not the tiny amount of lube he'd been sprayed with in the beginning. Besides just the faint strangulation mark on his neck from the Bovine?s pucker, all over his face is left markings from the many folds of her rectal walls that had squeezed and hugged him so intimately. And of course, even worse than these marking are the smears of rancid filth all over his discoloured face. One doesn?t even need to think about what it might be that?s discoloured his face, the vile cloud of fumes stuck to his head like glue and emanating out is telling enough.
``GHUUUFFF, HUK-! HHHUUUFFF~! HUUUUUFFF~!''
Naturally, even now there?s very miniscule amounts of fresh air to be had as the human huff?s desperately, most of the air can?t even make it past the stench clinging to his own face, a mixture of countless farts and untold butt scum clinging to the human like a rotten aura. Still, Patrick desperately gasps and inhales, the intensity of the stink with even a little tiny bit of moderately fresh air mixed in already noticeably less horrific than his own breath after swallowing and inhaling so much putrid gas. At the same time his tears are finally allowed to flow freely with his head not cramped in such a confined and revolting place, though said tears can?t even make it halfway down his cheeks before they're intensely discoloured in nasty mix of muddy brown and mossy green.
Anybody who laid eyes on Patrick right now would feel sorry for what he?s had happened to him, anybody except Anthros of course, particularly the ones responsible for his current state.
"Wowee, you really did a number on him huh?"
"Eh, I mean, it felt really good, so..."
"Sooooo, gonna add his head to your butt-toy collection?'' ( ~ ? ~)
``...'' (/ ; ~ /// x /// ~)>
At least in the Heifer's case, her outward personality hasn't become as blatant as her friend's, as she stays silent while blushing meekly, neither confirming nor denying the Bunny's speculation, at least not verbally.
``Hurrk~!''
The girls? enthusiasm to keep making the human?s life a living hell is apparent as they get themselves cleaned up. Needless to say, for Patrick, it was something he?d never want to experience again. But as always, not only does he not have a choice in the matter, he suspects that the Bovine?s ass will be far from the only one he?ll be seeing the inside of from now on.
Patrick is once again left the revel in the increased bleakness of his future life as the human continues to desperately search for something fresh to breathe beyond the thick cloud of extra deep anal fart stink. Hopefully someone will be merciful enough to let him get cleaned up soon.
***
``Mmmmnn~!''
Having had his face sat on and his mouth directly shat in is nothing new for Patrick at this point, even being neck deep up a Cow's butt is something he's no longer a stranger too, yet it's very rare that he gets to view things from this perspective. Though, instead of an actual change in perspective, it's rather that he's actually able to see everything clearly for once. But it's not like being able to see is always a good thing.
``Hhhmmn, unf~'' ( ? ~ ? )
The pretty, bright pink pucker matches the docile grunting of his nth user for the afternoon, a lovely Doe of light cream fur dressed in a secretary?s uniform. Currently her hoof-compatible heels are taken off such that she can comfortably step on the butt rests that have been seeing more varied forms of use as time's gone by. In her case, rather than sit and shit, she?s stopped all the way down so that her large ass hovers over the human?s upturned face, the spread of her plump, furry cheeks enough that he can stare in brutal anticipation as her perky anus flexes, clenches and puckers to deliver his next sickening serving of scat. She acts like those humans that refuse to sit on public toilet seats, but Patrick suspects that her actions have nothing to do with cleanliness.
Sure, the butt rests may be automatically and professionally cleaned and sanitized after each use, however the human?s face remains a completely different story. Especially in his current state after much extensive use, without being flushed of course, his belly is heavily bloated with feces, his breath reeks in an unreal manner and his features are soiled in such nasty substances that would make a regular toilet legally disqualified to operate in even the dirtiest of public restrooms. The only people that would use him in this state are the countless Anthros that already have, but even if one or two of them were surprisingly squeamish, they'd simply clean him up before using him like how they all do clean their fat asses after the fact.
It?s likely then than the Doe's posture is simply a means of mixing things up, as per usual.
K-KRLK-K-K~ SCHLK-SCHK~
This way the human is offered a unique view of her anus opening up wide as her colon passes the putrid payload. It?s dark, an incredibly dark green poop can already be seen emerging through the opening of her tailhole. Just by looking at the awful sight the human feels like he can already taste it, making his heavily filled belly lurch as it emerges with an extra sticky crackling noise. The deep, deep cracks running all throughout the surface of her shit, for some reason makes it seem like it would taste even worse than he can imagine-
KRLK-K-KLK- SCHRRRLK-K~ PLOPT-PLPL-PL-PLOP~
``HUURREEELLGHK~?!''
``Aaaahh~?''
Wrong, it?s not cracks running through her shit, but rather that it?s many large pebbles of feces held together by her rectum! Patrick learns this by surprise as the poop crumbles out the Doe?s behind and falls heavily right into his open and waiting mouth!
God, what an awful taste, and the stench! Even if what comes out of her ass actually resembles regular deer droppings, the shits of these seemingly herbivorous She-beasts are simply intolerable! But what did he even expect at this point? Of the dozens of Anthros that have used him today, around half were based on species thought to be herbivorous. Yet, having personally tasted all of their bowel movements with his very own mouth, Patrick can be damn sure that none of their diets come close to resembling that of their feral counterparts. Not even Anthros can make something so clean come out so horrendously foul! Even for a human that's had no chance or reason to taste regular animal poop in his lifetime, Patrick can still bet his life, with naught but the confidence in his own tastebuds and scent receptors, that the two are simply worlds apart! And that of course doesn't only apply for the smell and taste.
KRK-K-KRLK-CHK~ PLP-PLOP-P-PLOPLOP~ SLRK~ PLOPLOP~
While the Doe?s shit does resemble a regular deer?s, the difference in scale is baffling. Each piece of feces is as large and plump as a beach pebble that can take up one's whole palm, and the amount is as one would expect. In almost no time at all, while the human was suffering his first smell and taste of Anthro deer shit, enough has crumble out of her ass to almost completely fill up his widely gaping mouth! Even if his body didn?t do so automatically, Patrick would be frantic to try and swallow as much of the poop as he can, dreading another situation like what the Rhino had left him in. However it?s just never easy, is it?
KRNLK-K~ GLK-GHK~ ``UHK-! GHK~!!'' SLK-SQURK-KLK~
Even the automatic gulping up his throat struggles more than usual with this particular load of foul dung. The dough's crap is fairly smooth however it's also so dry that it aggressively sticks to any saliva soaked surface inside his mouth, it latches onto the inside of his gums and especially clings tightly to his tongue, as though desperate to rub the putrid taste of steamy doe shit into his tastebuds. The thick shit lumps that he does start swallowing feel worse than trying to gulp pills the size of a fist. It?s not only dry, but dense, the shape of the feces refusing to conform to the squeeze of his gagging gullet and simply pressing harshly to the walls of his throat on all sides as he barely swallows with what little saliva and throat mucus he can muster to act as emergency lubricant.
The ways in which his suffering can be varied and amplified just seems so endless with each Anthro that shits in his mouth. Whether it be lava-like diarrhea or colossal, throat-clogging logs like what the Rhino had filled him with. The shape of the fat lumps of feces press vague, lumpy impression in the human?s throat, the intense swelling going down as fast as he can manage while retching on the fetid taste painting his tongue and the rich, hot smell of scat fogging his nostrils. The Doe continues to let the poop slowly crumble out of her gaping pucker into the human?s more widely gaping mouth as he struggles to just barely keep up with her output. The sound of her stiff, dry feces going down his throat is more sickening than usual, the irregular shape of each smooth lump is imprinted into every inch of his soiled gullet that only gets more soiled as the walls are painted in the nasty, dark green colour of the fuming dung.
( ? ~ ? )
KRLK-K-KLRSKRK~ PLOPPLPL-PL-PLOP~ SKRK-PLOP~
``UHK!'' SQURNK-KLK~ GLK-K-KNGK~ ``ULGHK~!''
Swallowing multiple lumps at a time is torture but he has no choice if he doesn?t want to have his face buried in the reeking load yet again, maybe because her shit is so dry and dense, it's giving off great heat and an even more intense odour than average. The Doe is relaxed as hell stooping above his face as she does her business, no longer grunting as intensely and simply watching down between her legs as her shit keeps piling up as steamy poop pebbles in the human's mouth. The feeling of her clumpy load squirming through her colon and out her ass is probably more mellow than how it must feel going down his throat, at least from the sound of it. To say that her shit is doing a number on his mouth and throat would be an understatement but it's even worse for Patrick's sanity. It constantly feels like he?ll run out of saliva and throat mucus as her fetid shit seems to soak up so much of it in its passing. The contact between the smooth, sticky scat and his tastebuds is perhaps more direct than ever, making it so that the taste if more than intense enough without him actually having to bite into the lumpy load.
PPPPRRP-PFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRTTT-T-TRRRR~
``Phew, pardon me.''
Ever her farts are incredibly hot and dry, making his soiled face feel slightly crusty with filth and waste as her pucker blows on him from right above. As his eyelashes flutter in the thick green mist and his eyes water, Patrick doubles down on swallowing as much as he can, capitalizing on this momentary pause in the Doe?s bowel movement. He knows from experience that she?s far from done, the amount he?s swallowed with great effort in the last few minutes and the steaming pile of dry feces sitting in his gaping maw is hardly enough to really stretch his belly like what he?s used to.
``HHHHHHHHNNNNNFF~! GLK-GHURK!'' GLNK~ GLK-KP~
Getting used to this life of swallowing dung while inhaling the ripe, hot farts blowing into his face isn?t something the human ever hoped for, but it's not like he's had a choice from the very beginning. If only his senses would get used to it like his mind that?s already heading towards a state of resignation.
FFPPPRRFFTT-T~ KRLK-KLK-CHK~ PLOP-PLOPLOP-PL-PLOP~
``Mnf, come now, try to keep up.'' ( ? ? ? )
GLK-KRLKNK~! ``GUHK-!''
And if only these damn Anthro would practice some restraint and not eat so damn much!
***
Gradually, he'd come to miss the position from yesterday, when he was put to face away from the door. Thinking about it now, getting his insides filled with waste from that position would definitely be easier on the throat, only that the Rhino's dump was too gruesome for him to realize it then. Other than that, it would be nice if he wasn't forced to keep looking at that damn clock. It feel like a week has passed but it's now only six pm, a little after the sun probably set outside and it's getting dark. Watching the hours tick by second by second, so agonizingly slowly, is mentally exhausting to say the least. The only times when the digits aren't taunting him is when he's blinded by an Anthro's ass crack.
PPPRRRFFF-FFFPPP-P-PPT~
Perhaps said Anthros share more similarities with their feral cousins than Patrick first thought, this time of day is actually his first encounter with one of her species. As petite as a few of the Bunny Anthros that have done their fair share of horrible things to his mouth today, her feet are short enough to idly and gently tap on the human?s swollen belly. Patrick?s belly isn?t nearly as swollen as the worst it?s been today, still the sheer volume and density of poop stretching his stomach is enough that her paw taps sound like she?s stepping on solid ground. A rather full and bushy tail of tan fur with gaudy dark rings waves behind her while the stall's dim evening lighting makes the mask-like dark patterns on her face more pronounce.
Most others would be on their way home by now however it?s about to be the start of the usual night shift for a true nocturne like Rachel the Raccoon. And there?s hardly a better way to start the night than with a refreshing dump.
``Mnnf~''
FFFP-KKKKRRRPPP-P-PRRRFFF~
``MRRMK~!''
With a stiffen of her tail and a grunting hum, a raspy, airy fart is launched from her plump behind, the usual reaction of disgust coming from the human toilet that's seen more action in a day than a normal public toilet and glory hole combined experience over the course of a month. The Raccoon with her petite build is of the rare few who's farts reflect her overall size. Even then, to describe her farts as ``small'' makes sense only to someone like Patrick who's experienced far, far worse. "Small" as it was, the fart she just let out sounded particularly restricted, like it?s been blown right up against a wall of sand bags. As for the human?s groan, there?s often times where his voice is stifled, usually when he?s literally choking on logs of shit, however rather than choke, his noises are dampened. Instead, a different set of nauseating noises comes from directly inside his mouth.
SQURK-KR-KSCHK~
``GH-KRFK!''
A slight adjustment from the Raccoon is accompanied by the much too familiar squelching of fresh, sticky poop. Having shit in his mouth is nothing unusual, holding onto this amount of shit without chewing or swallowing is rare though. Even with the Raccoon girl's size she's offered the use of butt rest by default. Though in this case they're hardly doing much, pushed aside by the human's bloated cheeks such that she's sitting on his face more than anything. His mouth has practically been turned into a custom cushion filled purely with fresh, reeking dung, the natural heat of the defecated waste even acting as a natural ass warmer!
Following her command to hold everything in his mouth, the very first plump, lumpy loglets of hot feces that started her bowel movement is sitting halfway into the entrance of the human?s throat, his gullet gagging on the putrid scat while the rest of her fecal load is literally crammed into any space it can find in his mouth, or what can be made by force. It?s the most intense swelling of his cheeks and the rest of his face he?s experienced to this point, the Raccoon?s relatively tiny farts hardly reflected at all in the proper, Anthro-sized volume of waste she's crapped into him. He didn?t even know that his mouth could hold so much until now, his cheeks are packed so densely with crap that regular people would pay big bugs for the firmness of the seat the Raccoon has shat for herself.
KRKCHK-SCHK~ SQURLCHK~
The minor physical burden is hardly an issue though, even if his cheeks were to pop from the pressure it would work out better for Patrick. At least then his tongue might be encased in the revolting slop. With shit heavily pressing down on his tongue from above and simultaneously propping said tongue up from below, the human can only be thankful that he doesn't have tastebuds below his tongue as well. Not that the taste isn't unbearable enough, with so much feces packed into his mouth, the scat practically gets squished into the smallest creases and creases between his tastebuds on a microscopic level. The smell is far from pleasant by itself, the stink of the Raccoons puffy farts incomparable to the stench of her raw poop leaking through from within his own mouth as a dense stream of nasty brown vapour seeping out the Raccoon's perky crack. The two combine create the usual, eye-watering sensory overload.
People sometimes call Raccoons Trash Pandas but obviously anthropomorphic raccoons' diet contains no garbage. Patrick can't help but think otherwise just based on how bad her shit smells and tastes, though the same could be said of the many Anthros that used him today whose poops are easily much worse.
``Mnf~'' ( ? ~ ? )
CLRCHK-CHK~
The human?s body stiffens as a cute grunt from the Raccoon accompanies the familiar sensation on his desperately pursed lips. Said lips are of course, desperately pressed against her hot, tender anus that again starts flexing and opening up for the umpteenth time! At this point the human doesn?t know how much more he can take, it feels like his face might actually just erupt with feces if she tries to pack in just a couple more logs!
SQURK-K-KRKLK-KCHK-K~
?///)o(///? )
Her asshole mimics the sound of his packed cheeks squelching as the human feels more fecal mass shoving intensely into his already over encumbered mouth. He clenches his teary eyes as the disgusting noise grates torturously on his ears, his cheeks actually visibly swell if one were to pay attention closely, proving that he?s still not quite at his limit even as the Raccoon craps another hot, slimy shit log into the dense packing of fetid feces. The sliminess allows shit to squelch deeper, his cheeks being rubbed in nasty shit residue from the inside while even the log sticking into the back of his throat gets pushed precariously deeper, forcing him to gag just a little bit harder. Patrick's situation appears desperate at the moment however the hot tail end of the log is squeezed from of the Raccoon's pooper just as he's about to deepthroat her first log of rancid dung.
PFFFTT~
``Whew, finally done~'' ? ( ? ? ? ) ??
``KLK!''
Every Anthro always seems so relieved after taking a shit, and honestly, Patrick can't even blame them, having much too personally experienced the sheer scale and heft of their various bowels movements.
Getting up at last, shit squishes within the human?s swollen cheeks before her tensed butt ascends, at the same time, the small Raccoon even stands up on his heavily protruded belly. Yet more nasty squelching as her weight is just enough to press the shape of her foot paws into the dense mass of poop inside the human?s stomach like she?s stepping on snow, only then does the Raccoon lightly hop of with a post-defecation spring in her step.
"Hehe, you look more like a Chipmunk than my friend back at home."
``GRRLGHK~!''
The satisfaction from reliving herself is only slightly greater than Rachel's satisfaction with seeing the work she's done. They really say art is in the eye of the beholder because for anybody else, Patrick?s face as a terribly ugly sight. His lips don't seem to be able to quite fully reach each other to completely close, giving a glimpse through the small opening at the vile, dark brown fecal matter crammed inside. His bloated face almost resembles one of those horrific pimples that a subset of people love seeing popped for the sense of satisfaction it brings. Though this particular pimple would make even those people's bellies flip twice over if it were to ever ``pop''. Actually, the smell alone would probably do it, his mouth releasing a thick, putrid swath of murky, fetid brown vapor. A similar stream of revolting fecal fumes ascends from his nostrils in a similar volume, the human can pretty much taste how bad the shit smells and smell how bad the shit tastes.
The lumpiness of the densely squashed together shit logs in his face impress through his cheeks like poorly mashed potatoes, in this way he probably does resemble a chipmunk with cheek packed full of nuts, a damn greedy chipmunk at that. Sweat, gunk and funk from the myriad of asses large and larger that have sat and shat over and over again, smeared and painted with actual feces to form various brush strokes of greens, browns and yellows, struck through by the countless tears he?s shed and are shedding even now as he inhales and savours the purest stench and taste of yet another Anthro?s putrid poop. Were he not already painted with scat the human?s face would probably still be green just out of pure disgust.
"That?s not a bad look on you."
?///)X(///? )
``There, that should help.'' ( ^ ? ^ ) ?
Right into his nostrils they go, shit first, just as a certain Bunny had did to him yesterday. Judging by her words, she probably wanted to see if the wipes could plug the stench leaking out of his nostrils. However, not even these professional grade wipes can stop the dense miasma from seeping through, causing the streams to be interrupted for only a moment until they resume, even slowly dying the rest of the wipes brown in the process.
? ~ )
``Please just leave me alone to suffer,'' is probably what the human's disgusted and defeated retching translates into. He's already grown tired of these seemingly petite and meek Anthros having even more twisted personalities than some of the much larger ones.
PL-CHK!
"Next time I?ll bring a friend to see which of use can stuff your face more."
( ^ 3 ^ )/ ~?
The Racoon even goes as far as to snap a pic of the result. Caught in the frame, an image that would have led to violent protests and mass prosecutions if the world were still as it once was. Only after making sure that she's got the best angles does she finally exit the stall in satisfaction, leaving behind a truly horrible scene in her wake. In the meantime, Patrick is left inhaling the stink of her putrid shit that's now more intense with the wiped off scum sitting right in line with his scent receptors.
"Yikes, those girls really aren?t holding back at all huh?"
"?!"
Having endured such extensive service over such a long day, he?d actually completely forgotten about the existence of the Skunk from this morning! And here he was hoping that the next user would hurry up so that he could finally get the Raccoon's turds out of his mouth, now it looks like he would have been better off sucking on the nasty scat for the rest of the night!
``MRKNK! GHHRMGHK~!''
?~)
He actually would rather be haunted by a ghost instead! He may have yet to experience what it's like to be tortured by a Skunk Anthro, however with all that he's been through already and just a little bit of common sense, it's easy to guess that it's something he absolutely doesn't want to go through no matter what!
Meanwhile, the Skunk had already expected the human's day to be strenuous just going off the scene from when she left this morning, however it's even worse than she thought, worse than she's ever seen as a matter of fact. Believe it or not, there had been a couple of ``brave'' humans in the recent past that wanted to know what it was like being a public toilet for Anthros for a day. The fools had thought that a simple alteration and some mental hutzpah was all they needed to endure for a full twenty-four hours. Some self-proclaimed ``hardcore toilet fetishists'' they turned out to be, they hadn't even managed to last an hour apiece. Though, the fact that neither of them had been ridiculed for giving up early is telling enough of just how brutal of an experience they'd went through, and neither of them had seen even half the interest she saw gathered around this human toilet in the morning.
Therefore it's with genuine surprize that the Skunk returns so late into the night to see him just as lively as when the day had started, lively enough to show his fear with his whole body as he sets sights on her deep black fur with bright white stripes. With the state that he's in, it wouldn't be surprising if he'd already turned into a puppet-like shell of a person. It's good that his mind is still well intact though, it would have been boring if he'd too easily accepted what's coming next.
"Anyways, I?ve got a major update for this fancy tin-can of yours, this might actually be good for you, or it could be the opposite, depending on how nicely you play along."
Patrick doesn?t see any way that his situation could get better other than him being let out of this terrible prison all together. Even now all of his instincts are screaming at him to get far away from the terrifying Skunk despite him not being able to budge an inch.
VVRRRNNN~
) ~?
While he's busy doing that, the Skunk's actions mirror that of early this morning where the magical admin terminal for the stall gets brough up and manipulated with the tips of her fingers. Her actions resemble what Patrick would have fantasized a futuristic, sci-fi hacker/programmer to be, with exquisite, practiced motions and stunning visual effects that respond to her swift inputs. If he were in literally any other situation he would have loved to take it all in as something that he could have only seen in fiction adaptations. Unfortunately, it?s much too hard to focus with both a belly and a mouth full of Anthropomorphic beast dung.
The murky stench leaking from his nostrils is just as thick as when the Raccoon just finished shitting in his mouth, meanwhile the taste seems to be getting gradually more intense overtime. Whatever saliva his mouth produces mixes directly into the sticky coating of the feces, creating a disgustingly slimy sensation filling up his whole mouth and a countless times more putrid flavour as the vile components of the scat slowly melt, getting spread, smeared all over his tongue. At first he genuinely thought that it would be better to hold the shit in his mouth for longer rather than let the Skunk fart in his face, however it?s getting to the point where the human can?t even tell which might be worse. And as the revolting poop sludge begins slowly creeping and oozing down his convulsing gullet,
"Aaaaannndd done."
``KKRNGHK!''
It seems like the Skunk?s work is done. The sensation Patrick feels this time is noticeably much stronger than this morning as the magical glyphs converge on his trapped form, even he understands that whatever it is the Skunk did has created a major change in some way or the other. And as far as the human is concerned, it can?t be anything good.
"Now to see if everything is working properly." ( *? ? *?=3)
Seeing everything work as intended is often the fun part of a job like Shelly?s, but this time is going to be particularly fun as she gets to verify the results herself.
"Partial Autonomy Mode."
"??"
For a moment, Patrick tries to figure out what her statement might mean, but then something suddenly clicks in his brain, or at least that?s what it feels like. It?s like the mental phenomenon of looking at a gap and judging whether or not you?d be able to clear it with a jump. It feels like his mind has suddenly regained a kind of confidence that it had lost at some point, the kind of confidence that would allow him to do something like-
``URLK! GHUUURRGHK~!'' SQUEERLK-KCHRKCH~
? y ^^^ < )
The human is completely overwhelmed both by shock and the harrowing experienced of spitting up so much poop at once, an event in excess of something he's been mentally blocked from doing his entire time here. Perhaps because his mouth isn?t used to spitting the scat back out, especially so much of it at once, his lips struggle to stretch and wide as it normally would, his jaws seem scared to open all the way and thick, chunky shavings of Raccoon poop are scraped off as the feces gradually passes out of his face with a vomit-inducing noise. It?s a skin-crawling sight to behold that make?s Shelly?s face cringe as her fluffy tail puffs up, however it?s much worse on the other end where every second makes Patrick want to vomit.
SPLRCHK-SPLAT!
?//)?(//< )
Even the thing holding his mouth open seems to have melted away into nothing, leaving Patrick in a gagging fit as he violently spits the remainder of the rancid feces from his mouth. An indescribable feeling overtakes the human in this moment, a feeling other than the absolute disgust that is. The freedom of being able to control his body in what?s felt like forever. The freedom to spit out the poop stuck in thick chunks to his teeth and gums. It?s something he never thought he?d missed so badly in his life as he didn't think it'd be so unfairly stripped from him in the first place. The only thing that could make this better is if he could actually bleach out both his mouth and nose, where the rotten taste and smell are still thick even after he?s expelled the putrid waste from his face hole.
``URRLLGHK! HUURGHK~!''
However, it might still be too early to feel grateful, for even in such a situation, the human still finds it impossible to regurgitate the feces sitting inside his swollen stomach. The thought of how he?d even manage to pass such a great, heavy mass of poop back up and out of his throat doesn?t even concern him, every second that ticks by is another second of putrid Anthro shit soaking into his body, being absorbed by his system. He?d give everything to get it all out of him, however, judging by how it heavily sits in his stomach despite how desperately her chokes and gags, it seems like his everything is still not enough to make this torture end. The human is even desperate enough to shove his whole hand down his throat to induce vomiting, however it?s also at this time that he realises that his arms, and the rest of his body for the matter, is still locked up tight!
"That?s up there with one of the nastiest things I?ve ever seen, and that?s coming from a Skunk." ( ? * ?)
"F-fugh you..."
It?s the first time in what felt like a long time since he last heard his own voice form sounds other than disgusted gags and chokes. The human had so much things he wanted to say, so many more curse words he wanted to spew, some he?d even made up on the spot targeted towards Anthros specifically, though what came out was a simple "fuck you". And those words came out like backed up sewerage, not figuratively, but literally, as per the countless pounds of backed up sewerage still trapped inside of him. Even just talking at this point is self-torture with his beyond horrendous breath.
? 3 ?)
"..."
Having said one thing, now the human is too jaded to speak further, not wanting to dignify anything the Skunk said with any sort of acknowledgement.
"Well, can?t blame you for being a sourpuss. First thing?s first, I?m gonna need all that nasty stuff to go right back in your mouth."
"Huhk?! N-no!"
As expected, that definitely got a reaction out of him.
"Yes. I?m sure you didn?t think you wouldn?t still have to eat that right?"
SQUELCH~
"Ugh!"
Of course he didn?t, but still he?d obviously violently reject putting any of that poop back into his own mouth! But whether he can even do so in his bound state, the mechanical claws of the stall activate on their own, soon picking up the feces that?s conveniently been packed into a sticky ball of stinking shit by his own mouth. The claws hover the heavy looking mass of poop right over the human?s fear-stricken face, meanwhile, Patrick vehemently exercises the autonomy he?s regained to keep his jaws clenched shut and his lips pursed tight until they turn pale! Thankfully, the claws don?t force the shit into his face, though maybe that would have been the better outcome in the end.
"This is good actually, it makes it easier to train you for the new update."
"Mmnnn~!"
"I?m not gonna force you to open your mouth, instead I want you to open your mouth ?willingly?. If you don?t do so, things are gonna get way worse for you."
"..."
The human?s not buying it, he absolutely refuses. He has no doubt that things can actually get worse just as the Skunk said, there?s not been a time from yesterday until now where it hasn't been so. But as far as the human sees it, nothing could be immediately worse than making him eat shit by his own "free will". They can force him using whatever voodoo magic all they want, but he?d rather die than willingly eat that rancid shit that was just inside his clenched mouth!
"Oh, you probably think it can?t get that bad huh?"
``Hhnnff, hhnnnnfff~!''
Patrick is stern and stoic in the face of the Skunk?s threats, his face sickly green as he huffs raw sewerage stink from his own nostrils but stiff as an unmoving rock as the spit-soaked shit hovers dangerously near him. Seeing this, the Skunk is more amused than anything, because he actually thinks that she?s bluffing. So, braving to get even closer to him with an unwavering belief in her mute sense of smell, she kneels right beside the human so the shadow of the fetid shit ball is cast on her too. Seeing his face up close makes even her nauseous but she watches the look on his face closely.
?3??)
"?!"
Patrick?s heart skips a beat, his facial expression almost cracking for a moment! He?d thought it was perhaps just an illusion, having obviously never taste piss, shit, cum, dick and whatever else has passed through his mouth lately. However it seems that his senses really have been altered in some way! The human may have tried his best to hide it, however the Skunk easily picked up on the twitch in his stiffened cheeks, causing her to have to hold back her own smirk.
"Yeah, I figured. But just so you know we only increased your smell and taste sensitivity by... ten percent~?"
"?!"
Ten percent, a mere tenth more than normal?! Such a tiny increase is what makes him want to rip his tongue out of his mouth every time he tastes even a fart?! This time the human can?t hide his shock and the Skunk as well no longer stops herself from smirking at his expression.
"I know right? That being said, here?s what?s going to happen."
Finally comes the time for her to start driving the nails into the coffin.
"So with this new update, you get this neat little thing called a Merit Guage. You can probably guess, but that means that from now on, people who use you will be able to leave a rating based on your performance, or what they feel about your performance at least. With enough reviews either way, you can rack up either merit points or demerit points, a max of ten in each. How you spend the rest of your time here is gonna heavily depend on how well you score."
Gok~ Gok~ Gok~
Gradually the human?s face drops while his heart starts thumping, as he starts forming the basic idea of the Skunk's proceeding explanation in his head.
``Bad news is that you get rewarded for getting scored highly. You won't actually be able to leave but you could earn yourself less restrictions, some hobby stuff to keep you entertained and if you score really high, you can ever get yourself some time off during the week!''
"?!"
It sounds like a prisoner getting rewarded for good behaviour at first but it's more like a pet dog getting treats for being a good boy. Though, in Patrick's current situation, the human turned human toilet is about ready to actually start wagging his tail if it really means that he can regain even a small amount of the freedoms he once had. The poor thing has been through so much now that he almost forgets he's actually an innocent man.
?( ^?^)?
``HHMMGHKF~?!''
The excitement with which the Skunk announces something so terrible is downright sickening!
"I?ll explain the full thing to you in a bit, but for starters, we just talked about your heightened senses right?"
``KNK-MGK~!''
Oh no, nononononono!
"Well, the first full demerit point bumps those all the way to two times the sensitivity. That includes your smell, taste, and also your sense of touch also gets a small increase as a bonus."
``GNKF! MMMRRNNGHKF~!''
The human immediately starts freaking out! Two times the sense of smell and taste, when just a ten percent increase already makes him want to die?! Patrick doesn't need to actually experience it to know that adding another ninety percent onto what he?s already experiencing will be a hell unlike what he's already experienced so far!
"Uhuh uhuh, and all of those can go even higher too if you keep getting bad ratings. Eating poop is already one thing, I know you?ve been getting absolutely fucked in the face all day too, so just imagine that with a greater sense of touch."
``Mnngf, mnffnf~''
Just the involuntary attempt to imagine it already brings the human to the point of despair, to where his body stops jerking in protest and he?s left limp and defeated, tears flowing down his face as he sobs helplessly with his mouth still stiffly clenched.
"Now that you kinda understand what position you?re in, you should know that I get to be the first one to give you a rating, so let?s get along while I?m still being nice, kay?" (???^?^)
Through the tears filling his eyes, the human can only look beside him at the pretty and charming smile of the Skunk that?s clearly hiding just as much demonic sadism and malice as the vast majority of the Anthros that have used him today. As she smiles widely at him, he sees where her eyes are pointing and his heart just sinks even lower. Not saying anything more, just drowning in a despairing defeat, Patrick's jaws almost audibly creaks open as he prepares to commit perhaps the most mentally taxing act to date. His lips trembling in a last act of defiance, they eventually part with unimaginable reluctance, showing first his shit-coloured teeth. Then, his trembling jaws ultimately relent, his teeth parting to spread webs composed more of feces than saliva, as his jaws open up wide.
``Uh... ullffnhnfhnf...~''
"That?s a good boy."
? y ^^^ ?)
Forgetting how close she was for a moment, the Skunk cringes to the point of her fluffy ears folding down at the sound of the stinking, squelching feces being shoved back into the human?s gaping mouth. Maybe his mouth wasn?t opened quite wide enough, yet more thick, heavy chunks of feces roll up as the poop is pushed past the opening exposed betwixt his teeth. And with the beyond disgusting sensation of semi-soft poop getting packed below his quivering lips, the majority of the crap finds it original place, quickly squashing his tongue under its fetid weight even without the mechanical claws? help, lumpy poop pushing harshly against every surface inside of his once vacant mouth.
Patrick convulses as his shitty saliva is wiped off of the poop by his own tongue, making way for said tongue to scrape and dig into the not-so-fresh scat waiting readily right below. Flavours that have already soaked so thoroughly into his mouth, or at least he thought as much until reuniting his tastebuds with the purest, freshest taste of Anthro raccoon crap that?s still as steamy as when it'd been dumped out said Raccoon's butt. His mouth swelling with so much shit, the flowing tears racing over the ballooned mounds that are his cheeks, the human is once more made into a living sack of poop both in the belly and the face.
``GRRLGHK!'' SQURLKCH-CHK-KLRK~ ``GURRGHK~!'' ( ?///)X(///? )
His mind is screaming at him to spit it back out, to relieve himself of the unimaginably dreadful taste of the fresh shit, to spare his withering scent receptors from the rawest, freshest stench of recently shat dung. Literally the only thing preventing the human from doing just that is fear, fear that the next serving of shit he's forced to eat after this would contain double the flavour if he were to do so!
"Oh, I?m actually impressed. I wouldn?t be able to do something that disgusting even with a gun to my head."
The human?s tenacity to hold on even impresses the Skunk as she watches in amusement while even muscle of his swollen face twitches in a disgusted struggle.
"Well, let?s see how long you can really put up with it." ( *? ? *? )?
"... ?!"
Not that he had much confidence to start with but starts feeling the same fear as a child about to receive a shot as he watches the Skunk take off her thick, denim workwear! The terror mounts as he gets a full and proper view of her ass, he?s already learned by this point that the nicer the ass, the worse the stuff that comes out of it! And the Skunk?s ass is infinitely far from being a disappointment, especially the way her dark black fur creates a smooth sheen across her ass cheeks that are perfectly plump and perfectly shapely for her figure. A clearer view of the white fur painting her ass crack as her panties come off next and of course a better view of her plump balls snuggly settles between her thighs. Turning around, the human is then greeted with her chubby cock settled limp against her plump nuts, the pearly white colour of her shart ending at the bright, candy pink colour of her exposed tip barely poking out of her foreskin.
Patrick normally wouldn't find himself gazing so intently at an Anthro's dick and balls, maybe he's trying to distract himself from the haunting image of her ass if even momentarily as the Skunk starts cleaning up his face, probably so as to not ruin the pearly white of the fur running from her crotch and up her ass crack. Starting with plucking the shitty wipes out of his nose that Patrick had forgotten were even there, she uses the same wipes to clean off the accumulated scum. It seems like more than usual because of how bloated his face is as he desperately holds the shit in his mouth, and as she goes over her chooks, a sickening sound rings as her fingers press trails into the scat packed inside. Using a few extra, fresh wipes because of how much needed to be cleaned off, everything is carefully shoved into the small opening of Patrick's mouth, the Skunk using the tips of her fingers to very carefully poke it in in fear of actually touching the fetid substance. With that, the human's face is left still comically disfigured by all the stinking waste but clean enough at the very least.
All that's left is fer her to sit down and do the deed, as she clearly intends to do by turning around to fill his sights with her ass yet again. The Skunk may be on the small size by Anthro standards, however the Skunk is nowhere near as petite as the Raccoon.
WHHVRRR~
"No need for that."
WHHVRRR~
Despite this, she directly rejects the use of the butt rests that then retreat back into the floor, opting instead to use the human?s face stuffed full of poop as her only seat!
SQURLK-KLKRCH~
``GRMPF!''
The moment her fat ass settles on Patrick?s face, a violent wave of disgust makes the human?s whole body squirm as the shit in his cheeks gets heavily packed down under the unbuffered weight of the Skunk?s own cheeks! The fetid feces gets crushed, forcing very slightly softer, more chunky poop out of the individual chewy logs like stacks of fat sausages smashed by a mallet until their contents spill????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
``Excuse meeee~?'' ( ? ? ? )
NFFWNNF~ SQURLCHK~ PHWNNFF~ SQUELCH-CH~
``GRMK!!''
Fortunately, it?s become more difficult to discard the fetid dung as the Skunk girl?s ass backs up further in his face, her plump cheeks steeping back on the stuffed shit sacks on either side of his face until her ass crack gradually swallows him up, drowning out the light while her large fluffy tail arches over him. Even without chewing himself, her actions cause his cheeks, jaws and even his tongue stuffed somewhere deep in the poop to knead and mash said poop, drawing out the flavour all over his tastebuds, causing him to retch in even more violent disgust. It becomes harder and harder to endure not just the intensified flavour but also the sensation of poop getting squeezed and stuffed into every last remaining crevasse of his mouth while half of a proper shit log is plugged into his retching gullet by this point!
SQUUEERLKLRCH~
By the time the Skunk?s steamy pink anus is barely touching the tip of his nose, Patrick can't tell if letting the scat back into his mouth was truly the right decision or not. Meanwhile, the Skunk who?s very much larger than the Raccoon also props her foot paws up on his stuffed belly, all of her weight now on his face while her ass cheeks have smothered him to the point of just barely peeking over the sides of even his stuffed cheeks.
"Mmnnn, definitely not the most comfortable seat, but it?ll do."
Saying so, the Skunk?s fat balls rests on the human?s trembling chin as her ass meat settles to the point of impressing their plump shape into his grotesquely swollen cheeks. Speaking of grotesque, the feeling in her ass from sitting on his face is... interesting to say the least. Such a skin-crawling sensation, if a regular seat had made her ass feel like this, she?s likely get up right away and never sit on it again. Yet, the irregular, lumpy, doughy sensation as she squashes some other Anthro?s fat, steamy turds below her isn?t as disgusting as it feels, purely in attribute to the presence of the weeping human below her butt. The fact that all that separates her ass from so much rancid feces is the mouth of a living, breathing human with a well-functioning tongue and nose makes the situation more stimulating than it is disgusting. And with that, the more disgusting it seems, the more stimulating it becomes. Mashing shit deeper into his mouth with her fat ass makes her cock tingle more than it makes her belly churn, it's no wonder people often say that Anthros have a twisted sense of priorities when it comes to their kinks.
``GRGHH~!''
"So, here?s what?s going to happen."
Finally ready to get started, the Skunk makes sure the human knows what he's getting into, what's certain to happen whether he likes it or not
"Normal users' rating only count for a fraction of a demerit or a merit. On the other hand, certified users like me can give you up to three full points in one go. You know what that means, right?"
``GHK!''
It basically means that she has the ability to completely fuck him over with the flick of a wrist for any reason.
SQUELCH~ SKLRK-CHK~
? ^ )
The Skunk is satisfied to feel the human struggling to slowly nod under the weight of her fat ass, even at the cost of additionally churning the shit inside his face.
"So now's your chance to show me how well you can behave, and who knows, you might even get a neutral rating if you do your best."
In other words, the best he can currently hope for is that she doesn't spam him with bad rating. Whether it's a first time thing or she's really just that mean, one thing's for certain is that this Kunk will be incredibly difficult to please. With yet more worries of his future tribulations, Patrick gives another defeated nod into her hot, musty butt crack.
"Good, now I'll be nice and give you a piece of advice. The best chance you have at stacking up good ratings is to serve as best you can, particularly when you're not being physically controlled. Try sniffing my butthole to start with."
``UHK!''
A perilous hurdle right off the bat, her butthole might look pretty and pink, however Patrick?s learned thoroughly that looks can be deceiving. And besides, even with all the shit in his mouth and the stench clogging his leaking nostrils, the smell of the Skunk?s shit hole is already noticeable. But Patrick doesn?t dare dawdle, he?s already come much too far to let himself be punished worse when actually given the choice. Therefore bracing himself, the human gets right to sniffing.
HHHNNFFF- ``GHK-GHRGH!''
In a way, the fact that his mouth is filled with hot poop can be considered a godsend, otherwise inhaling the scent of an Anthropomorphic Skunk?s anus without that much of a buffer would have already caused him to piss the Skunk off!
God, that reeks! The stank of her poop hole is easily among the worst he's inhaled to date, even counting the Rhino?s gigantic anus that?d spent the day sweating inside her police uniform! The anal musk is intense, gruesomely pungent and fetidly eggy to boot. Patrick has no idea what other work the Skunk does over the course of the day, however her work uniform that?s even thicker than that of the Rhino clearly has had a disastrous effect on her funky crack and her musty pucker! It?s to the point that his retching becomes more violent. Normally this wouldn?t be an issue since he can?t vomit anything anyway, but in his current state, it feels like he could possibly spit the shit out of his mouth even with the Skunk?s heavy butt smothering his face!
``RRRGGH~!''
"What? It?s not like my asshole stinks worse than the shit in your mouth."
Technically true but the fact that the intensity of the smells are even close is preposterous enough, and the two separate scents mixing together in his nose is something else entirely!
"I guess it doesn?t taste bad enough for you right now though, since I don?t hear any sniffing."
``GK!'' HHHHHUUUUNNFF~! FFFFFHHHNNNNFFKK~! ``URGH!''
Having now realized how difficult this is going to be gives Patrick even less of a choice if he doesn?t want things to end up even worse. Thus, diverting his attention away from his shit-stuffed stomach that?s going to be churning and lurching violently no matter what, the desperate human reins in his nerves and reengages his shivering lungs.
HH-H-HNNNFFFFFFFFFNNNN~ ``GHG!''
``Nice, keep going.''
Most of his face hidden in the Skunk's butt, his expression squirms enough for her to feel it against her cheeks as the first long, deep inhale of the Skunk?s stinking anus washes over his scent receptors before pouring into his lungs. It?s stinks so, so bad. Not just the Skunk?s ripe hot shit hole, but the stench of shit mixed in as well. Upon each exhale, the human expels a putrid, rotten steam of pure shit vapour from his soiled nostrils. Until the gas has actually made it into his belly or lungs to be absorbed, it can only hover in his respiratory tract.
So as for the smell of shit coming from inside of his own mouth, the stench is about as pure as it can get without actually piping the hot feces directly into his nostrils. Not only does it burn his scent receptors on the way out, but it doesn?t make it far past the Skunk?s shitter sitting right in front of his nose before his nostrils drag it back in, accompanied by the stink of said skunk anus.
HHHHNNNFFFF-FHHHN~! HHHNFF- ``GH-GRGH~!'' HHHHHNNNNNNFFF~!
Thus, every exhale stinks like mad and every inhale stinks almost twice as bad. The purified coalescence of odours is drawn deep into his lungs, where they swell with gaseous rot in the essence of shit fumes and nasty butthole before all that scum is absorbed before the remnants are expelled. And before the purified "air" can flow back out of his nose, from within his mouth, a fresh wave of putrid shit stink leaks into his nasal passage and taints the once colourless stream a sickening brown, leading to yet another exhalation of almost pure gaseous waste.
? ? ?)
SQURK-QURLKCHK~
``HRMGGH~!'' ( >///)X(///< )
HHNNNNNFFFFFFFNNKK~ HHHHNFFFFF~!
The human let?s out a distressed whimper drowned out by the violent and disgusting squelch as the Skunk pushes herself back further on his plumped shit-cushion of a face. She even spreads her ass cheeks apart with her hands, as though giving as easy access as she can to literally jam her anus right against his flared nostrils! The sound of huffing becomes strained and crackly as he now has to literally suck with his nostrils to force air in through the tiny gaps created by her anal wrinkles. And even with less air passing through his nostrils, the concentration of stink is actually worse.
The Skunk seems to be having a blast as her fluffy tail stands and sways, blocking most of the light with her cheeks doing the rest. Her pucker keeps puckering, offering small instances of easier inhalation while planting hot, wrinkled, sticky kisses on his gaping nose holes. Patrick on the other hand is doing terribly, it would have been better if the eye-watering combination of scents was all he had to deal with but there?s also the presence of shit literally melting on his tongue. Said tongue probably hasn?t been more encased in feces as it has now, the Skunk?s fat ass pressing down and mashing the scat, compressing his tastebud in a dense stuffing of poop while pressing out more of the rancid flavour.
D////<) ?
``RMGHK?!''
The moment he hears that, the human starts panicking with his heart pounding in his chest. The pounding gets quicker when he feels the familiar preparatory flexing and puckering of the hot anus practically glued to his nostrils! As he feels it bloom, Patrick clenches his eyes tight!
FP-B-BBBBBBRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T~
``!!!!!!''
His eyelids don?t hold for long before they immediately pop open, already showing the white of his eyes with his eyeballs turned up in his head! It didn?t even take a second of the hot fumes swelling his nasal cavity for him to be hit with the worst smell of a fart that he didn?t even think was possible! Him, the guy that?s sniffed hundreds of farts and consumed dozens of bowel movements from anthropomorphic beasts of all kinds, the guy that had literally got his head stuck up a Cow girl?s shitter and breathed her pure gas practically direct from the source! The guy that snort boiling diarrhea from the butthole of a Peahen with lactose intolerance is now smelling a fart that makes him wish to go back to those times instead!
~PPPPPRPRRRRRRR-R-RPFFFFFFRRRPPPTTTT-T-TRRRR~
``KNK! GRMGH-GRRRGGHHHMK~!''
Patrick let?s out a scream as he goes ballistic, said scream dampened by layers upon layers of packed feces stuffing his mouth and his ballistic jerking still held down by the indestructible binds. Still it?s enough that his head spasms and jerks even when pressed down by the Skunk?s meaty ass cheeks, causing his gaping nostrils to intermittently unstick from the skunk?s unloading anus. Tiny sprays and puffs of her flatulence leaks out of the momentary gaps between his nose and her spewing shitter, as it thickly seeps up and out of her crack, the colour is so dense, an intensely saturated, muddy yellow that's almost like vaporized bronze! It looks barely a gas and short of turning into a liquid, very heavy and visually moist. Just looking at the kind of gas that leaks from the Skunk?s crack makes one want to hold their breath, pinch their nose, stuff their head in a plastic bag and hastily hide underwater! And unfortunately, Patrick can?t accomplish even the first step!
? ?
The Skunk let?s out a sigh after only five seconds of release. The fart she just let out was definitely no record breaker when compared to the countless Anthros that visited the human toilet today alone, in fact, such a ``short'' fart could be considered below average in terms of volume. However, if her aim was really to let it out for real, a Skunk like her could challenge even smaller Bovines when it comes to volume of gas. Rather than try to prove something though, the Skunk is being mindful of what the human can take, as even she isn?t one hundred percent confident in his current mental reinforcements. For even if that fart was below average in terms of volume, it more than makes up for it with being an undisputed chart topper in terms of pure stink, and that?s something any Skunk will bet their stripes on!
``GRRNGHK! GGRMMM-GHK!''
Case in point, the fart has already ended yet the human is still acting like the sizzling gust is still being injected into his nasal passage, his intense jerking and squirming making her plump ass cheeks bounce like he?s trying to escape some unbearable torture.
And for Patrick, it?s hardly a misconception, as the human is agonized at the fact that his nose hadn?t been melted off in the blast. This level of stink is something he didn?t think possible, it?s something he?d thought a few times over the past few days already, however it genuinely feels like this is it, this is truly the one! This time he really can?t think straight, it even feels like his scent receptors are glitching out from a scent that even they can?t handle, like overclocked processers still struggling to compute even after being overclocked. Unfortunately there's nothing like a merciful crash for his sense of smell. Every property of what is the vilest stench to date is delivered to his brain without fail, his mind already lagging as his insides endure a poisonous pollution unlike what he?s already experienced.
``GGGGRRRRGGGHHHH~!!''
Farts like this shouldn?t exist, they can?t exist! How is it okay for any creature to be able to just go around with such a lethal chemical weapon trailing behind them, and how is it legal to torture someone to this extent no matter what wrong they?ve done?!
"Guess my farts are too stinky even for you huh? You know I could actually get fined for letting out too much of this stuff in public? There was even a time where a Skunk almost got sued for letting out a fart too close to where a human was standing and causing the poor guy to be knocked out for a whole day."
She says it with more pride than anything.
``KHR-GHRRGHK!''
"Forget finding people willing to sniff our farts, it's hard finding people who?re even able to do so. Most people still don?t want to go through the degree of magical strengthening that you went through."
Of course not, even crazy people have standards to an extent. Who in their right mind would want to experience even a fraction of what the human is going through in this very moment? Even most people with a scat fetish who would eat actual poop would shy away from smelling the farts of a few particular species of Anthro. Only the hardcore ones would let a Cow girl rip ass in their face, the drought of willing skunk fart sniffers is understandably sever. But having sniffed it himself now, Patrick feels that it still isn?t severe enough! It?s a good thing then that he doesn?t really have a choice, at least from the perspective of the many Anthros in the area and this Skunk in particular.
"I?ll take it easy on you since it was your first time smelling my farts but I expect you to actually sniff starting with the next one."
``KRRGHK~! GRRRGHK!''
Patrick is bawling his eyes out below the Skunk?s butt from the unbelievably impossible command. The human is still out of it and not even a quarter of the way recovered from her very first fart, how is he possibly expected to inhale the rotten anal spew by his own free will?!
"Oh yes you will, because the last thing you want is for these farts to smell even stronger the next time I visit you, right?" (# ~ ? ~)
He wants to scream, plead with her that he just can?t do it, but with a mouthful of shit in the way, there?s not even anything that can be said. And it?s not like the Skunk would listen or care anyway, even if he could talk, it would in no way make her hesitate from ripping another one in his nose, like how her hot anus is puckering against his poisoned nostril shorty after her first fart had almost fried his brain!
``Hhhmmnn~''
PPPPPPRRRRRRGGGRGRG-G-G-GGRRRRRRRTTTTRRR~
HHHHNN- ``KKRRRGHHH~!''
In a moment of utter panic, Patrick tries desperately to begin inhaling the moment his nostrils gape open from the expulsion of steamy, gaseous rot!
``GHK! GGRRRRGHHMMGH~!!''
And immediately he can no longer endure and simply lets her butt inject his nostrils as he squeals in agony! Her fart is too rotten for him to fully comprehend in a short space of time, causing a smell stronger than the gas lingering in his nostrils to hit his brain like a truck as his respiratory system is flooded in the vile pestilence! His struggle this time is even fiercer than before, the binds rattling like they?ll actually be damaged. Meanwhile the Skunk is as relaxed as her yawning anus, the hot, tingling skunk gas spewing past her pooper right into the human?s flatulence receptacles glued to her shitter. The sound made as her gas is injected into his nasal passage is like farting into a spacious plastic cup, the sound is only more fart-like whenever his intense struggling momentarily breaks the pressed seal between her anus and his nose.
~PPPPRRRRGG-GTT-T-TTTTTRRRRRRRRPPP-P-PPPRRRR~
``Aaaaaahhhh~''
``GUK!''
It?s almost illegal for Skunk Anthros like herself to fart within a few foot vicinity of regular humans, farting close up into an altered human?s face is pushing it. Ripping gas directly into the nostrils of a regular altered human is a dangerous act that could potentially lead to unfortunate results. Only for a particularly reinforced altered such as this human toilet under her own maintenance would Shelly dare to do something so heinous. Such a thing would be comparable to attaching a gas mask to a regular altered human?s face and running branching tubes into the butts of two or more separate Bovine Anthros after a filling dinner. Or at least that?s the assumption. For it should be noted that Shelly hasn?t even smelled what her own farts smell like in a long time, it?s to the point where even Skunk Anthros themselves are weary of their own gas.
It?s crazy, but the fact that Patrick?s tongue is currently encased in Raccoon feces might actually be a godsend. For the Skunk?s farts are so powerful and vile that he?s currently on the brink of mental collapse just taking it into his nose. He can?t even imagine what it would be like if he had to taste it too. As he inhales the lengthy six second fart, or rather, as he?s pumped full of sizzling, fetid skunk flatulence through his aching nostrils, the human's tongue shivers amidst the rancid scat like the one that got away, the booming blasts of flatulence through his respiratory system like war explosions in a rainy sky. If only the owner of said tongue could be spared in a similar fashion.
~PPPPRRRRPPT~ FFPPPPRRRTT~
``Phew!'' ( ??? ) ?*
``KHURK! GGRREEEGHK!!''
? ^ ) ?*
``HHHRRRMMGHK~?!!''
The human screams in disbelief with a mouthful of shit! She can?t be serious!
"All I asked you to do was sniff and you couldn?t even do that, what kind of user satisfaction is that?"
``UHK! GHK!''
? ^^^ ? )
That?s clearly not the problem here!
"That?s only the one demerit penalty by the way. Your senses will get bumped up to 3x only if you get to three demerits so it?s not that bad. As for the two demerits which you have now, it makes it so that now two people can use you at the same time."
The Skunk says so while using her admin privileges to input the human's rating on the spot.
``Hhrmmkkff~''
Actually, at some point in time, somewhere in the back of his mind, Patrick did wonder how, even among all the cruel She-beasts that have made him their oral bitch/living toilet, that they?d only used him one at a time each time. Even in the case of the Bunny and Bovine from earlier, Emily was the only one that forced him to sniff her farts. Well, the human now received his answer, in the way that he can now expect such things going forwards, and worse yet, at a full two times the sensitivity!
``GGRRMGGHK! UURMGHK!''
"You only have yourself to blame. I bet it?s not so impossible to sniff my farts now right?"
Sadly, that just might be the case, for no matter how much Patrick uselessly protests, no matter how much he wants to rebel, not only will nothing come out of it but he now has so much to lose in the process. His only choice now is to comply.
"Get ready, I wanna hear you actually sniff this one. You should be lucky that you don?t have to smell it with twice the sensitivity, yet."
The mere thought of it is horrifying, and there?s nothing like it to light yet another fire below the desperate human?s butt which is already good and charred by this point. Mustering his resolve that still yet to completely abandon him, Patrick prepares to do the undisputed worst thing he?s ever done in his life by his own "free will"
"By the way, just so you know, merits rewards only last as long as you have the score but demerits stick for minimum a year after you acquire them."
``GUHK??!!''
WHAT??!!
PPPPPPPPRRRPP-PPPPPPPRRRRRPFPFPFFTTT-T-T-T~
Patrick is so shocked at her statement that he?s almost successfully sabotaged into choking on her gas the moment it starts suddenly spewing out!
~FFFFFPPPPPPRRRRR-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRTTTTTTT-T-T~
?///)^^^(///< )
Barely holding on and immediately wishing he didn?t, Patrick sucks the rank gas out of the Skunk?s yawning butt hole barely faster than the relieving pressure can force it down into him. He?s so desperate in fact that the creamy tendrils of gaseous waste that almost slipped past her anal wrinkles are sucked right back in, her pucker almost literally sticking to his vacuuming nose holes with even some sticky butt funk acting as glue.
HHHHHHHHHHNNNNNFFFFFFF~!
~P-P-PRPRPRPRRRRRRR-GGGGGRRTTTTRRRRRRP-P-P~
FFFNNNNHHKK~! ``GRRGHK!'' HHHHHNNNNNNFKN-KNKF~!
It?s sure to be only a ``short'' fart, however the human already wants to give up and tap out barely a second into huffing. The absolutely rotten stench is slamming his senses like a speedball, unbearably moist and creamy, steaming bog billows deep through his respiratory system. Alarms go off in his head, every fibre of his being wants to reject the gas. Signals keep racing through his nerves and to his inflating lungs, demanding he regurgitate the poisonous pestilence filling his insides. Within the span of seconds the human is in and endlessly recurring struggle with his own mind. Breathe it out, end the suffering, endure, the punishment isn?t worth the momentary salvation. At this point the sheer stink of the Skunk's gas might actually be turning Patrick into a crazy person, or maybe it?s all that he?s endured so far coming down on him like a crashing tower of cards with the Skunk?s gas being the final ace that did it.
~FFFRRRPPP-P-PRPRPRRRR-R-R-R~
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Whatever it is, Patrick?s probably gone through more in his mind in these agonizingly long six seconds than he did in a whole week when he still lived a normal life. By the time the fart finally ended, the human is so out of it that he can?t tell if he?d managed to sniff the whole thing or not, almost like he can?t even feel his nostrils suctioned onto the Skunk?s steaming anus even after the fart had finally ended. One thing?s for sure though, Patrick would give anything to trade in what little freedoms he has currently just for the ability to puke like he so badly wants to.
``GGRRRGHH~! GHHHEERGHK~! HK-GGRRRGHK~!''
"Alright, okay, you actually did it."
The Skunk has no choice but to give the human genuine props, she?d obviously had even less faith in him than he did himself. However, even if the sound of her fart echoing into his inflated nasal passage had drowned out the sound of his desperate sniffing, the suction of his nostrils on her shitter and the greater ease with which her putrid gas had flown out of her butt and into him was telling enough that he?d sniffed from beginning to end. His nostrils are even still sucking on her pooper like he hadn't had enough. Though, with farts as intense as hers, he?d probably just stopped thinking after like the first two seconds and had just been inhaling on autopilot. But, a win?s a win, even if the human doesn?t feel like he?s won. If it?s anything he did win, it?s only more hardships.
``Do it like that and you'll be earning yourself merits in no time. Just so you know, you can shave off demerits early by sacrificing twice the amount of merits.''
``GRK! HHRRRMGH~''
Patrick had been struggling to pay attention to whatever she was saying as her gas continued to wreak havoc inside of him, however this one piece of information is something the human has no choice but to cling unto. Such news is enough to make even him, who's long learned to distrust any kind of goodwill from an Anthro, genuinely see some hope at last.
(o *? ? *? )o
``Hrrrmmgghh~'' ( ?///)X(///? )
And so quickly he's grabbed away from his ever so slightly hopeful future, back into the beyond terrible present.
"I want you to keep sniffing my farts but while you?re doing it, I also want you to eat the poop that?s in your mouth."
As in the poop that?s been literally marinating his tastebuds this whole time and sitting in his mouth to the point that there?s shit sludge composed of pure feces and his own saliva leaking halfway down his stinking throat. Under "normal" circumstances, the human would have been glad to finally get to swallow the shit and get it into his stomach where he at least doesn?t have to taste it as intensely. However, not only is he currently in a situation where his tongue might actually be better off packed under the layers of rancid Raccoon crap,
"Here?s the catch though, you can?t chew it and you have to use only your tongue to get it down."
``Mmmmrrrggh~''
But he can?t even get to get it down like a "normal" human toilet would!
"No cheating, trust me, I?ll be able to tell."
Saying that, the Skunk lightly flexes her plump cheeks upon his face, forcing out more vomit-inducing noises from the dense packing of putrid scat. At this point, Patrick genuinely doesn?t know what out of all the current possible scenarios will bring him the least suffering. It might be a good thing then that he?s unable to choose, at least not if he wants his future life in this prison to be rife with worse and worse punishments!
"Ready?" ? ? ?
``KRK!''
As ready as he?ll ever be, and the Skunk?s hot anus passionately kisses his nose either way.
PPPPPPPRRRRPP-P-PPFFFFRRRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTRRRR~
``HRMK~!''
God, her farts aren?t even the hottest he?s inhaled yet the moistness and pure stink of them make it feels like these will be the ones to finally melt his sinuses into mush! After having struggled like a madman and gone limp a few times, now Patrick?s body seizes up stiff as a board as he inhales yet another bout of the most rotten farts a species of Anthro can produce! It takes everything the human has within him to endure the barrage that?s actually the smallest fart yet at only four seconds. If only he'd be rewarded for his efforts.
``GRRGHK! UURRGH~!''
"I?m pretty sure you?re supposed to be eating right now?"
``KHK!''
Patrick?s whole chest tightens as his heart skips a beat or two. Her farts are so absolutely vile and rotten than he completely forgot about his other task in the moment, and who could blame him?! But excuses mean nothing to these Anthros in the first place, even at times when he can actually speak!
"Let's not make it three demerits right off the bat, okay?" ( ^ ? ^ ) ?*
``MRGNK, MMRGHK!''
Patrick doesn?t dare be relieved at being let off the hook, if there?s one thing he can absolutely trust a treacherous Anthro on, it?s that he won?t be getting any more chances no matter what! Thus, the human gets right to work without even waiting for the skunk?s anus to pucker again.
SKLRK-CHLRKCH~ ``UHK!''
It?s almost sad that his reaction isn?t as strong as it should be as he quickly starts working on the shit in his mouth. That?s not to say that the horrific flavours aren?t there, they?ve been polluting his mouth from the very first moment the Raccoon drop a hot log in his mouth and the taste has gotten no better even to this point. In fact, more flavour immediately becomes available to the human as he yanks his tongue out through the thick layers of festering crap, allowing the Skunk to feel his whole face twitch violently under her heavy ass.
An impression of his own tongue is left behind in the dense packing of feces, said tongue quickly losing its best protection against that which is poisoning his respiratory system. But there?s plenty atrocities still to be had in more solid of the wastes. Barely holding himself back from chewing the shit on instinct, Patrick stiffens his shit coloured tongue and presses it back into the shit.
“GHK!” SQURLKLK~ “KRF!”
And there's the proper reaction as his tongue full of still very lively tastebuds breaks open, rips through and parts a path with a belly-churning squelch through the poop that's packed together like layers of dense mud, dense, rancid, rotten mud excreted from the bowels of a creature much to small to produce so much putrid waste! Fragments, lumps, clumps, nuggets and stringy remains scrape and grind against his tongue as he digs in deep, his watery eyes clenching hard as the flavour of feces violently attacks his shit-filled stomach. It's almost like the flavour he's experiencing is different from what has been soaking into his mouth all this time. Piercing through the layers of shit with his tongue is practically like licking a poop lollipop with intent to get to the centre, every centimetre he gets in is a centimetre of feces dragging right along his ten thousand tastebu-
GGG-G-GGGGGGGGRRRRRTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRRTRTRT-T-T~
“MMRRRMGGHF~!!” HHHHHHHHHNNNNF~! SQURLCHK~
He's not even fully into the shit before he's caught by surprise by another intense skunk gassing! As though the rotten flavours of the Raccoon's crap wasn't horrid enough, his scent receptors spark to life, sapping a good chunk of the brainpower allotted to his tongue and tripping up his tormented mind.
~PRPRPRP-P-PPPPPFFFFFFPPT-T-TTRRRRRRRRRPP-P-P~
HHHHUUUNNFFFFF~! SLRCH-KRLKCH~ “UHK!” HHHHNNNNFFFF~! HHUUFF! HHHHHNNNNFFFKNK~!
Be that as it may, the same reinforced mental fortitude that's allowed his mind to not collapse within the first five minutes of this torture also allows him to begin inhaling without missing more than a beat! Hell, the human even displays dexterity and multitasking impossible for his former self as his tongue continues ploughing through the fetid bowel muck even as his lungs inflate with pure skunk gas. Despite every survival sense in his body screaming at him to just give up on everything, Patrick perseveres through the six second ass to nose flogging, his nostrils vibrating intensely as gas rushes through his nasal passage while his spasming tongue finally hooks into the thick shit!
"Not bad, not bad at all."
“UURRGH~!” SQUELCHK~ “GHRRGHK!”
Enduring the stink with eyes reddened by tears, Patrick's poor lungs soak up the gaseous pestilence faster than he can yank a chunk of scat out of the nasty packing in his mouth. The slimy shit comes out like scooping out a big, thick, sticky chunk of ice cream, except the taste is vile as it’s still warm from baking in the Raccoon’s bowels. Still holding the Skunk's instructions close to his withered heart, the thick dollop of scat is taken deep into the back of his throat.
SQULRKCH~ GNK- GLNK-K~
It might just be a stroke of luck that he's held the shit in his mouth as long as he did, for all the sludgy shit saliva now coating down the whole walls of his throat actually makes the task slightly easier. Still it’s a fight like no other trying to get the thick mass of unchewed poop to squirm down his gullet, particularly with his regained partial autonomy rejecting every single aspect of the act. Both the physical and psychological battle leaves him choking and gagging on the tongue-scooped wad of rancid feces more than a whore chokes on cock, a regular whore at least. In terms of being a whore that chokes on cock, Patrick certainly knows a thing or two.
“GRM-!” GRLNK-! SQURLCH~
It could be said that his experience gulping down big loads of all kinds from big Anthros of all kinds is the only reason Patrick manages to get the scat moving towards his stomach. From there, it’s just a matter of waiting for the feces to join all the rest inside his belly while prepping his tongue to-
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T-TTT-PPPPRRRRRRR~
“Aaaaahhh~” ( ≧ Д ≦ ) ♥
“KKRRRGHH~!”
An Anthro’s farts, especially a Skunk Anthro’s farts, waits for absolutely no-one! The very sudden barrage with only a light flex of her anus as warning causes his throat to clamp up with the feces slowly squirming inside. The Raccoon’s poop is actually squashed into shape by his throat. The disgusting sensation of the thick, dense scat stretched out along his constricting gullet makes the human feel even more like his throat is an extension of the shitting Raccoon's bowels, however such a nauseating sensation pales against the rotten smell of Skunk farts!
~PPPP-P-PPPPRRRRRRRRRRFFFTTT-TRTRR-R-R-RRRR~
HHHHNNNNNKKK- KKKKRRRRRFFSTTTT-T-T~
“MGHK!!!”
The fart spews and spews, eventually, one of the many worst case scenarios happens when Patrick feels the gas spill from his nasal passage, as though he weren't inhaling hard enough, and lightly brush the part of his tongue with the thinnest layer of Raccoon shit coating it!
SQUELCH-CH-CHRKLK~
“GHURRRGHK~!” HHHUUUNNNFFFFK~! HHHHHHHNNNNNFFF~!
The way the human's tongue slammed back into the hot waste would make one think it had a mind of its own! It's the easiest Patrick's tongue has ever pierced through the thickly packed feces, and thank heavens for that, otherwise it feels like he would've tasted something that'd put even the poop in his mouth to shame.
"You're doing good, keep going."
The Skunk doesn't have to tell him, he feels like the longer he takes to fulfil her sick request, the longer it will take for her to get off of his face and stop injecting her stinking farts into his nose. It's actually within his best interest right now to eat the poop as fast as possible, which sucks extra hard since he can't even chewing it like he hates doing so much!
SLRCHK~ SQURLK~ “GHK!” GLP-GNLK~
As though the last fart had put some pep in his step, the human begins eating into the fetid waste voraciously, about as voraciously as he can manage with just his tongue. It might have been easier if the poop was still how the Raccoon had left it, however, having been mashed into a more homogenous, dense packing by the damn Skunk's fat buns, it takes a lot more effort to break through and tear off large chunks of the fetid scat with just his tongue!
FFFFRRRPP-P-P-PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRTTT-T-TTRRRRR~
“GMRGHK!!”
“Mnf, don’t forget to breathe~”
That's not even counting the fact that he has to inhale the worst farts he's ever smelled all the while that he's doing it. As the taste of hot shit gets scraped and scrubbed along his tastebuds, the mind-melting stink of pure Skunk flatulence is injected into his respiratory system with no particular regularity. The human can only wait to feel her anus puckering against his nostrils and huff for dear life until his lung fully inflate with her thankfully "small" farts.
PPPPPPRRRRRPPPP-P-P~ FFFPPPRPRRRRRRPPPTT-T-TT~
“UGHK!” SQURLCHK-K~
It's not easy in the slightest, having to constantly shift his attention between eating tongue-shaped tunnels through the fetid feces in his maw, ripping off chunks and forcing his throat to deliver the poop to his belly where it should have been since a while ago, and making sure to inhale each and every single fart that blasts out of the Skunk's nasty, bare ass hole.
HHHHNNNNNFFFF- BBBBBBRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTRR~
“GHK!” HHHUUNNFFF~! HHHHNNNNFFFF~ GLNK~
The gas comes over and over non-stop, each time causing his tongue to pause completely whether lodged in the poop or holding a thick chunk that’s already been licked out of the waste. In place of his tongue thicky protected in a shell of rancid feces, his scent receptors take on the full brunt of the torture. Huffing as hard as he can at the farts that are less than the average, his lungs are almost enough to contain everything, only a small amount of the gas slips past and flows down his throat. The whole time his tongue stays completely still and shivering, like the gas flowing behind it is a terrifying monster that will pounce if it even twitches in disgust. Only when the threat has past does he barely have the mental capacity to keep shovelling the fetid waste.
Lump after thick, chunky, rancid lump is dumped whole down his gullet in the gap between the rotten gassing. His gagging, retching throat rolling each shit wad with a coating of the shit saturated saliva that went down before it. By the time it reaches his belly, it’s been further cooked in the hot gas occupying his gullet.
“Mmmnnn~”
GGGGGRERRRTTT-T-T-TTTRRRPPPPPPPPRRRP-P-PRTT-T~
“HHHHMMMMMNGGHPHK~!!”
Not even Patrick can understand how he’s still holding onto his sanity. No fart is better than the last and it never gets easier to tongue out and swallow the warm poop. He perseveres with whatever will he can manage, sniffing and sniffing constantly, a persistent nagging in the back of his mind pleading with him as the raw stink consumes him from the inside. His tongue builds up a thicker and thicker layer of feces as he swallows what he can, the swelling of his face instead shrinking over time right below the Skunk’s heavy ass. Many farts successfully inhale and more tongues full of feces than he can count later, the human has to squirm his tongue deep into his flattened cheeks to get to the rest of the rancid scum.
CHHRCHK~ SQQUERLURKCH~ “UGHK!” SLRCHK~
PPPRRRPP~ PPPPRRRRRPPPFFT~ BBBBRRTT-T-T-TTRRR~
HHHHHHNNNNNFFFFF~! “UHK!”
“Phoooh, they just keep coming, don’t they?” ( > y︶ ¬)
He's not even surprised and neither does he care about how well his tongue grows and stretches in a freakish way, it only matters that it can reach the last of the waste without the Skunk’s heavy butt squashing it flat. The last stretch is arguably the most difficult as it takes even more effort to actually drag a reasonable amount of feces out passed the space squashed by the meaty cheeks. Eventually, Patrick is left licking shit stains off his teeth, gums and the inside of his cheeks, finding little success with his tongue that’s itself even more discoloured in the rancid scum. However, it seems like it’s eventually enough as far as the Skunk is concerned, as at a point, no more farts are blasted into his nasal passage while the Raccoon’s whole bowel movement sits proudly upon a throne of other Anthros’ feces inside his belly.
“GHURRRK!”
“Not bad, things got pretty dicey for you a few times there but at least you made it to the end. Full Flush.”
The Skunk says proudly as though she’d personally trained him in his human toilet duties as she sits completely smothering his shrunken down face. Did he really do good, is this his reward for managing to smell everything down to the end?
GRRKGHK-GK-G-GRKGKGKLRSCHK~
The violent and unbearably loud noise of countless layers of shit getting churned, crushed and blended up like it's in a beaten up, old washing machine is something Patrick hadn't heard until this point. Most likely it's another new feature added by the Skunk, however all the human cares about right now is the fact that his insides are being flushed out. The sensory feedback might be brutal as usual, however the rapid shrinkage of his belly is accompanied by the break down and elimination of the rotten, poisonous stench polluting his respiratory system. The protective coating of crap thickly layered on his tongue likewise gets stripped until his tastebuds are fully refreshed. From the mind-melting taste and smell of raccoon poop and skunk gas, Patrick feels whole again to be back to square one.
"Zero Autonomy Mode."
The Skunk even engages the human toilet's default mode, truly bringing him back to square one as he feels the change both physically and mentally. Honestly, it's probably for the best. Even with partial autonomy, he can't get away with actually doing what he wants or refusing to do what the Anthros desire without being heavily punished for it. Better to just leave everything out of his control for the sake of his piece of mind. And the fact that the Skunk reset everything hopefully means that she's done using him.
But it's soon obvious that that's not the case.
"You know, Zero Autonomy mode doesn't actually describe it literally. You're still free to move your body the way you want outside of automatic functions and you can even talk."
That would be great if he weren't physically restrained and gagged!
"Another thing is that you still maintain all of your body's natural reactions. So tell me,"
SQWCH~ “ULLGHTH~?!”
Very abruptly the human is made to yelp as he feels the sudden impact and pressure of the Skunk roughly stepping down on something, the thing sticking out between his partially spread legs!
"How come you're stiff as a board right now?"
“??!!”
The human himself is at least ten times as Shocked as the skunk is, because only now that her foot paw is mashing into it does her realise the erect state of his pecker! And it's not even regularly erect like how it sometimes got before yesterday, him being stiff as a board is hardly an exaggeration as it feels like he's harder than he's ever been! Even if he can't see it himself, the feeling as she mashes down on his member is enough to feel for himself how engorged he is, almost like his dick has swelled one or two inches more than his previous best. But rather than wonder how such a thing is possible, it's more concerning that he even has a boner in the first place!
"And here I was thinking that you actually hated my farts but now it looks like you can't get enough of them." ( ¬ ∀ ¬)
“ULTHGH, THHLGHT~!”
Patrick's heart skips multiple beats as he tries desperately to deny what the Skunk just said. There's no way that would even be true, it's literally impossible. His entire time here has been the literal worst period of his entire life so far, without contest! But what both the human and the Skunk don't realize is that it's even worse than it appears. For the full flush function that even clears the scum off his face also eliminates any ejaculate that might be trapped in the stretchy pocket around his member. In other words, having been flushed multiple times today, there's actually no telling how many times the human had orgasmed as he himself didn't even realise he was popping a boner before now!
But whatever the case, the Skunk's interest is still very much piqued, because even with being an admin for the stall, she didn't expect something like this to happen, and so soon at that! Nothing about her claims were false, even with "zero" autonomy active, practically every natural reaction, save for the human's ability to vomit, has been left untouched.
"I guess they picked the right person to lock up in here huh? Oops, I mean, it's a good thing you're getting 'punished' for your 'crime'."
Patrick doesn't even care about the implication in the Skunk's words right now, the human is dealing with the severe mental conflict his erection has brough simultaneously as the Skunk aggressively plays with his engorged pecker! Her thick, clawed toes press and pinch his throbbing member while her sole kneads the engorged meat into the hard ground. The sheer thinness of the material wrapping his rod practically leaves nothing between her rough and stiff foot pads and his aching dick! The human's whole body stiffens and jerks as he lets out anguished groans from the sensation that in his mind should not feel anywhere near as stimulating as it does!
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRPP-P-PPTPTPTTT-T-TRRRRRRR~
“MMMRRNMGHK~?!”
And right in the midst of internal conflict, a very sudden blast of gas right to the nose makes his body spasm violently as he screams from the poisonous stink! His insides have only just been properly cleaned out and his airways cleared of filth, that brief moment of smelling nothing but the Skunk's pungent ass musk and forgetting for a second how rotten her farts smell serve as a violent awakening as he inhales the fetid fumes automatically!
And as the rotten butt spew is violating his insides,
~FFFPPPPPRRRRPPTTTTT-T-T~ BBBBBBBRRRRTT-T-T~
HHHHHNNNNNFFFFFF~! “GHK!” HHHHNNNNNNFFFF~!
Gokunk~ Gokunk~
“Hah, would you look at that?”
The Skunk let's her ass spew and grins as she feels the human spasming violently below her ass while pinned below her foot, his hot reception pulsates and throbs almost as violently! There's no question that the human is taking in all of her fart, even if she isn't pressing her anus right into his nose. For that's exactly why she reset his autonomy after noticing his boner, so that he'll have to snort her farts no matter what as she plays with his dick.
~PPPPPRRFFF-FTFT-T-T~
“KHRGHK! GUHK!”
At least in Patrick's case, being nasally violated by the putrid pestilence was more than enough for him to completely forget the perilous condition between his legs as he desperately inhaled all the fumes while trying just as desperately to not go insane! Having huffed yet another short, four second fart with a refreshed pair of lungs and optimized scent receptors has left him choking violently on the steaming gaseous load while his eyes are once more red with tears of pure disgust. And with the last of the gas lingering thickly in his system, he won't be getting over the smell anytime soon.
"Alright bonus round!" (o •̀ ▽ •́ )o☆
“??!!”
And without waiting even twenty seconds for her rotten gas to settle in his respiratory system, the Skunk excitedly announces while her anus is already puckering again!
“Hnf!” (•̀ ////皿//// •́)
PPPPPPPRRRRRRPP-PFRRRRRRRRTTTTT-T-T-TRRRR~
“GHK!”
Again the human's nostrils flare and his nasal passage swells as he desperately huffs the vile fumes. This time, the volume of gas as the Skunk's anus gapes slightly wider is too much for even his huffing to allow it to bypass his oral cavity, almost instantly the putrid, rotten taste that he'd managed to avoid all this time strikes his tongue with every refreshed tastebud fully drowned in the bronze bog!
HHHHNNNNNNNFFFF~! “GURGHK-!” HHHUUUNNNFFF~!
Of course the flavour of hot, steamy anthropomorphic skunk fart is worse that he could have possibly imagined. The taste is comparable only to the worst diarrhea he's savoured to date, making his now empty belly flip and lurch violently as it steams down his throat while his tongue basks in the insane pestilence. And while all of that is going on.
“AHUK!” HHHHHHHNNNNNNNNFFFF~! “GHK!”
SQUEECH~SQWRK~ Gokunk! Gokunk!
As the Skunk farts, as her putrid gas echoes through his nasal passage and swells his lung and belly, the human's member pulsates aggressively below her feet. In response, Shelly lets her shitter do its thing while she aggressively steps down on his dick. Pressing the engorged meat like she's trying to flatten it with her stiff foot pads and the damn thing only throbs more excitedly.
~PPPPPPRRRRRPP-P-PFFFSSTT-T-T~
“KHURGHK~!”
Perhaps her gas is way too awful for the human to afford to even pay attention to what's happening with his dick. But maybe that's for the better, as it makes it more effective to condition him when the unconscious reaction of his body is so powerful despite how terribly her gas affects his senses. So she continues using her foot, her toes clenching and gripping the girth of his member between them, said girth incomparable to her own as her own member has been swollen since a while ago.
“Heads up!”
GGRGRGRG-G-GGGRRRRRRRRRRRPP-P-PRRRTTTT-T~
“GHUUURRGHK!” HHHHHHNNNNNNNFFFFFFF~!
The Skunk doesn't take long after one blast to inject another into the human's nostrils. Her farts may still be as "short-lived" as they were previously, however the frequency with which she lets it out into his nostrils now is incomparable. The volume of gas she's letting out with each fart is also noticeably greater. Patrick isn't allowed to catch anything resembling a breath as he constantly inhales fart after rotten skunk fart. Meanwhile his dick is so excited and engorged that his shaft tries to part the clamp Shelly’s toes have on it.
The Skunk starts pressing her foot back and forth as well, her pad giving the dick a deep tissue massage while her toes jerk it through the thin fabric with the grip of someone furiously masturbating. It’s by far the roughest footjob the human has ever received but the way his dick throbs would make one believe that it was also the best.
~FFFRRRBBBRRRRRPPTT~ BBBBBBRRRTTT-T-TRTRTRR~
“GHK!” HHHHNNNFFF~ HHHUUUUUNNNFFFF~ “GHAK!”
Gokunk~! Gogungk~
It soon reaches a point where one can't tell how much of the human's agonised groaning and wailing is from the farts constantly being injected into nose and how much is from the sensation of the anthro-styled footjob he's forced to receive in the midst of the violent gassing. One has to wonder how much focus he's even able to maintain on his boner when his airways are constantly being polluted by the product of an Anthro with the most sickening farts known to man or beast.
“Gosh, this little thing is so restless~♪”
PPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRPP-P-P-PPPPRRRRRRTTTT-T-TT~
And when it comes to capacity, Skunks, even with their lacking size, can easily contest with the likes of Bovines and Rhinos. Each fart is short yet voluminous, neither parameter waning even with the continuous and hurried barrage. Rather, what's concerning is how much more the human can possibly take. His animated reactions to her rotten gas in the beginning are becoming more desperate and downright pitiful as he inhales a seemingly never-ending stream of sickening flatulence. It's the kind of torture that makes one wonder if his mind really might just shut down completely before he's able to serve even a week of his lifelong sentence.
Instead, his dick only seems to be getting more lively, like it's gradually siphoning his resistive energy for itself. The human weeps real tears of sorrow and disgust while his pecker weeps trials of precum that’s like it's being wrung by the strong clamp of the Skunk's toes and the heavy press of her sole. Shelly swears that the rowdy thing has become a full inch more engorged since she started playing with it, however it's jerking so sporadically and intensely after only a couple minutes of non-stop nasal fart feeding that it can't possibly last much longer. So, for the grand finale,
“Ooh, brace yourself~!” (ಠ //皿// <)
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRPPPP-P-P-P-PPPPPRRRRRRRRR~
“GUGHK?!”
It's a fact that starts out so big and nasty that the Skunk involuntarily moans as she begins spraying it out of her shit hole! At the same time, Patrick is terrified at the powerful outpouring of gas that feels like his nose will finally be blown off his face! Unfortunately for the tortured human, his nose stands strong, his scent receptors persevere and his lungs crank it up as he practically vacuums the rotten fumes out of the Skunk's spewing anus with his nose! The sheer volume of movement of gas is completely unlike what the Skunk has shown so far, proving that she can do it with but a thought as she easily produces more than half the fart pressure of the Cow girl from earlier in the day!
HHHHNNNNNNFFFFF~! “GHUURRGHK~! UURRGHK~!!”
SSPPPLLLUURRTTTTT~ SSPPPLLLLRRRRTTTT~
“O-oh crap, there it goes~!”
That, combined with the incomparably rotten smell of her gas seems to have finally been the last straw that causes the human's pecker to start spewing like crazy! This time, even if his brain feels like it's being fried in the nastiest fart he's struggling to inhale, he has no choice but to be conscious of the intense orgasm making his whole body spasm. It's unfortunately a release like he's never felt before, the boiling heat in his lower belly only partially caused by the gas swelling him at an alarming rate.
~PPPPPPRRRRRPPP-P-P-PPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRR~
“HHHHNNNNNFF~! “GHK!” SSSPLLLLLUUUUURRRTT~
Gokunk- SSSPLLLUUURRTTT~ SSPPPPPUUURRRTTTT~
The Skunk as well feels his member bucking under her foot and between her toes, she squeezes extra hard with her toes as though to strangle the impertinent thing yet that only seems to make it spew more, a thick swelling of hot human seed growing at the tip of his penile encasing. Just the first few spurts alone produce more semen than she's ever seen a human produce, the orgasm must be hitting him hard, but not nearly as hard as the pure, putrid stink and scary volume of her vile gas, which she's been releasing for five second already with no sign of stopping!
~BBRBRBRBRBRB-B-B-BBBRR-PPPPPRRRRTTTTRRRRR~
“UGHK! GHURRRGH!” HHHHHHNNNNNNFFFF~! “MRNGHK!”
His orgasm already ended with a great tingle still coursing through his body, Patrick is completely distraught to still be getting filled with gas! It's beyond six seconds now, he's in a situation similar to this afternoon where he kept filling his lungs, barely emptying them and being filled right back up again as his respiratory system struggles to keep up. Nine seconds in, after emptying and filling his lung multiple times, the human has never been so ready to just give up on everything. Make it stop, please, I can't take it anymore! He's at his wit's end and it just keeps coming! It's no wonder the Skunk took away his autonomy as he'd never be able to do this on his own. It feel like his insides will be permanently died the rotten bronze of the skunk's fart.
Please let it end!!
“GUUURMGHK!!” ( ಥ///)^^^(///< )
Gokunk- SSPPPPUUURRRTT~ SSSPPPPLLLLRRRRRTTT~
“Oh wow, you got it bad!” Σ (⊙_⊙)
In response to the human's violent internal plea, twelve seconds into the gassing, his dick erupts for the second time in the Skunk's grip. Even Shelly is startled by this, having planned to stop at fifteen seconds but now beholden to the human swelling the improvised condom with semen that neither of them knew he still had left in his balls!
~B-B-BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRTTTT-T-T-TTTTRRRRR~
“HRMGHK!” HHHNNNFFF~ HHHHHNFFFFFFNK-K~!
SSSPLLLLLRRRRTTT~ Gokunk! SSSSSPPPPUUUURRRRTT~
Cumming for the second time within seconds of the last is an even more intense experience. His dick now greatly sensitive after orgasm while simultaneously still being crushed under the Skunk's foot, each spurt makes his dick feel like it's on fire as the hot semen squeezes past his squashed cum pipe. His balls ache more with each pump it lets out, the poor gonads likely doing their best to churn out ejaculate yet quickly running out as there’s only so much that even an altered like him can produce at a time. After all, his alterations were made only with consideration of consuming waste and getting fucked in the face, him reaching climax from the experience was something not even the people who made him this way had actively considered.
~PPRRP-PFRRRTTTT~
“Phew, almost knocked you clean out with that one.” ✿ ( ￣ ///ω/// ￣ ) ✿❁
Twenty seconds, as though she wanted to make sure the human didn't have a third shot in him, the Skunk's anus only stops marrying and belching into his nostrils after the worst twenty seconds of the day so far.
“Khk… ghuur-khk…”
Whether it be from being forced to orgasm twice, inhaling so much rotten gas without a break, or a combination of both, the human is left looking limp and lifeless as he lays below her butt, only the sharp spasms of disgust and violent churning of his belly showing that he's still alive and barely conscious. Not even the post-nut clarity could fix Patrick's current state in a short time.
"Hup."
CHRLCHK~ “GHURK?!!”
The human is momentarily revived in an animated reaction as the Skunk suddenly gets up, unnecessarily letting his incredibly sensitive pecker bear almost the full brunt of her weight as she stands on it! Thankfully, whether it can actually be crushed with his newfound durability or not, she soon steps off, leaving behind the abused human toilet with a sizable balloon of nut resting off the end of his still throbbing rod and vile skunk fart leaking like evil miasma from his limply hung open facial orifices.
After an event like that, one would have to wonder if this guy had intentionally got himself locked up because of the sick and twisted fetishes he secretly holds. But, knowing the full truth of the matter, the Skunk almost finds it pitiful, what he’s become in this short space of time.
"Look like you're right where you belong if you ask me. Who knows, you might actually end up wanting to spend the rest of your life like this." ( ￣ ω ￣)╭
“Khrrrghh… KHURK!”
If the human could groan "kill me" right now he most definitely would, like those female knights he's read about a few times, except his situation is incomparably worse and the shame he now feels simply can't be matched. Now Patrick just wants her to leave so that he can wallow in his own shame and sorrows and it looks like she finally will as the Skunk start pulling her clothes back on, stuffing all her musty bits back into the thick denim workwear, including her own cock that's leagues larger than the human's best as it stand erect on her crotch.
"Before I go, here's a little encouragement so that you do your absolute best. If you manage to get a full set of demerits, you can actually get your sentence reduced."
“??!!”
The human can't believe his ears, there's actually a possibility that he won't have to spend the entire rest of his life like this?! She's not lying right?!
"I'm not lying, honest. But on the other hand, you should know what'll happen if you get full demerits. Ever heard of the Remiro district?"
"...!"
For a moment Patrick has to think, however the moment he remembers something he heard once by chance, he's immediately startled! Isn't that the district where public human toiletry is practically outlawed?! Apparently it's because that Anthro-exclusive district specifically houses an unusual concentration of Anthros of certain species and types, mainly of those that would scare even consenting human toilet candidates out of serving them individually. In fact, there're even rumours that the district is purposefully composed of Anthro women trying to find a mate willing to indulge their sick fantasies!
"So you have heard of it. But did you know that they've been trying to get a public human toilet installed in that district for a while now? Every time, their petition gets shut down with plenty of humanitarian protests, saying that even death row criminals don't deserve such a fate."
“Ullk… ulghk…”
Patrick's chest feels tight and the human can't choke out a word, because he already can guess what she's trying to say. He barely even reacts as the Skunk once again steps on his semi-erect member.
"You might be 'enjoying' yourself here now but if I were you, I'd try to be on my best behaviour, unless you want that place to be your new home."
“HK! GHURGHK?!”
Just thinking about it briefly causes the human's face to stiffen and shiver as he chokes up, unable to even gag from the lingering stench of the Skunk's rotten farts. On the other hand, Shelly is almost disgusted to feel the human's pecker start swelling back up below her feet. The Skunk removes her foot before he can reach full mast and makes her way to the door of the stall.
"Look forward to the moment your senses are bumped up, trust me, you'll know exactly when it happens."
And with that, she finally leaves the stall, leaving the human to lament on everything that had just happened and wallow in fear of what kind of future could possibly await him depending on how things unfold.
KRFFFSSSFF~
"Ugh, finally, I gotta S.H.I.T!" ( >///皿///< )
Without even a moment for him to fully take it all in, the floor of the stall shivers slightly as a particularly large and chubby Deer Anthro storms in on her hooves, her frustrations clear after waiting longer than usual for the Skunk's visit to end! What the Doe meets is the sight up a human seeming so broken with a look on his upturned face like he's completely given up on life.
“Uh-” PLOP!
Said face gets unceremoniously buried in the particularly fat and plump ass of this Doe, the butt rests barely springing up in time to catch her weighty butt! Rather than any kind of pity, the only thing the human's expression illicit is a tingle in the Doe's pussy that grows wet as her fat shitter puckers on his nose and mouth!
PPRBBRBRBRB-B-B-BBBBRRRRTTTTTTT-T-T-TTTRR~
"Oooh, this is gonna be a hot one~" ( ಥ //// Д //// < )
At least the sizzling, stank fart that erupts in his face is enough to make the human's limp body animated again, even if it's purely out of disgust of the gas that's nowhere near as rotten as the Skunk's but more than sickening in its own way.
“Aaaaaahhh~!” ( ︾ㅂ︾ ) ☆*
KRKLK-K-KRCHK-SCHK-KLKRCHSK~
“KLK! GHK-KHK~!” ( ಥ///)o(///ಥ )
It's not long after a full face gassing that the desperate choking down of sloppy, throat-swelling deer droppings emanates all the way outside the stall, where as always, there's a line of Anthros awaiting their turn to make the human's life continuously more miserable. Whereas even some regular toilets experience periods of downtime when their establishments close, the human is available to the public 24/7, 365, his newfound lacking need for sleep ensuring user satisfaction all year round.
“Ugh, don’t choke just yet, I’ve got ngh, so much more left~!”
PPPPRRRPPRRRFFFT-T-T~ SKRLKCHK-KRK-KLK-K-KRKL~
“GHK! KHK-!”
Which is good because that user satisfaction has become what the human toilet now desperately needs for the sake of his uncertain future.
To be continued…
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