As Max resumed his struggles against the hot, slimy embrace of his giant guardian's ass, trying and failing to brace for impact whenever her lover's big silicone cock came barreling back into him, he couldn't help wondering if she'd forgotten all about him. It was hard to think of any other explanation—at least, one that didn't suggest that the young woman he was trusting to keep him safe had decided to turn him into a living sex toy. For all of Daisy's kinky tendencies, she didn't seem like the type of person who would ever knowingly subject someone to something like this without their consent. Hopefully, he thought, she'd come to her senses soon.

"Mmm," moaned Daisy, tensing up as Hazel buried her huge green strap-on between her cheeks again. At this point, true to Max's suspicions, the struggles of the shrunken freshman in her ass were little more than background noise compared to the overwhelming rush of getting dicked down by her new girlfriend. With every thrust, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to yet another orgasm—and she could already tell it was going to be a big one. There was just one problem. True to many of the articles she'd read over her years of aimless research into anal sex, all that backdoor stimulation was starting to drum up another, much more inconvenient urge.

For Max, this quickly took everything from bad to worse—burying him in a gurgling wave of squishy matter whenever the silicone cock withdrew from Daisy's ass. While he hadn't opened his eyes in several hours — and certainly didn't want to risk doing so right now — the smell was unmistakable. His giant guardian had to take a shit—and when, not if, it happened, he was going to be right in the middle of the action.

"Hey, Haze, hang on." Pulling away from her girlfriend and shaking her hips, Daisy managed to ease the strap-on out of her ass without dislodging anything else. "I, uh... I'll be right back." 

"Oh yeah?" Watching her giant playmate stuff her vast, chubby curves into her usual sweatpants and t-shirt at a familiar frantic pace, Hazel grinned. "You want me to come with?"

"Ooo!" Still getting railed by Winter, Sofia looked up and giggled. "Field trip?"

"Sounds gross," said Autumn, sticking her head up from between Summer's cheeks again. "I'm in."

"What," said Summer, chuckling. "Am I not gross enough for you, babe?"

"No..." Returning her tongue to Summer's pucker, Autumn shook her head. "It'th jutht that-"

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Seeing the giant blonde cut another audibly wet fart in her green-haired girlfriend's face, Hazel and Sofia burst out laughing. Even Winter cracked a smile, still primarily focused on the task of fucking her bubbly neighbor.

"You guys are better off here," said Daisy, wincing at the frantic gurgles emanating from her gut—some of which were just Max trying and failing to get her attention. "Trust me." 

"Alright," said Hazel, rolling over to help Autumn double-team her amazonian neighbor. "Suit yourself."

Glancing around the room, Daisy grabbed her phone and keys from her nightstand and stepped over to the door. On one side of the bed, Winter was still fucking Sofia. On the other side, her buck-toothed girlfriend was now making out with Summer while Autumn continued eating the giant blonde's asshole like there was no tomorrow. She could definitely afford to slip out for a second without killing the mood—especially since the alternative would kill the mood even more for everyone except Hazel. 

While this was happening, the shrunken freshman in her ass found himself getting pressed up against her backdoor from the inside by a freight-train-like load of shit. Feeling his giant guardian suddenly moving at speed, he knew what would happen next. The next few minutes were going to be critical.

Walking as fast as she could without having an accident, it only took Daisy a few seconds to make it into the ladies' room at the end of the hall. There was still only one toilet in working order—and based on the intensity of the activity in her gut, she guessed it wouldn't be after this. Securing herself in the stall, she had just enough time to hike down her sweatpants before the literal shitstorm brewing in her guts became too much to hold back.

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When Daisy's asshole opened up, Max barely managed a final deep breath before he was forced out—caught against an absolutely colossal log of shit. Even by the 6'4, 375-pound shut-in's usual standards, it was nothing short of biblical — easily eleven inches long and a full two inches wide — and for a split second, it perfectly spanned the gap between her ass and the surface of the water below. Then it broke off, and the shrunken freshman stuck to the tip was soaked in icy toilet water. 

"Daisy!" Even shouting at the top of his lungs, Max had no clue whether his giant guardian could hear him—and the only immediate response he got was another telltale gurgle. "P-please, hel-"

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Again, Daisy's asshole relaxed to reveal a second monumental log—this one just as big as the first, if not more. Seeing this, Max swallowed hard. If he wasn't careful, he was going to get crushed to death in the most cosmically unpleasant and humiliating way imaginable. Unfortunately, by the time he realized it would be impossible for him to scale the walls of the toilet, the giant shut-in's latest turd had made landfall—plopping down with such force that it sent a miniature tidal wave rushing up into him. 

"Ugh," the three-inch freshman groaned, spitting out a mouthful of rancid water as he was dragged back into the center of the bowl. From his diminished perspective, Daisy's dump was now roughly the size of a bus — extending five full inches above the waterline and taking up about half the toilet's available space — and was the single worst thing he'd ever smelled in his entire life. Nevertheless, with no interest in continuing to tread frigid water until his arms and legs gave out, he knew what he had to do next if he wanted to get out of this alive. 

Taking another deep breath, Max resigned himself to climbing up onto the steaming pile in hopes of getting its creator's attention when she stood up to flush—just in time to see her asshole starting to relax again.

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"Ugh," said Daisy, scrolling through fanart on Tumblr as she forced a third massive log out into the toilet. As usual, starting the day with half a dozen breakfast burritos had been a bad idea. Still, she didn't mind getting a break from the orgy. As much as she was enjoying having fun with her neighbors, large social situations like today never failed to stress her out—and with one hand on her phone and her other hand idly stroking her clit, she was in no rush to get back any time soon. 

After pushing out a few additional turds, all much looser than the first three, the giant shut-in spent about ten more minutes immersed in her feeds—half to continue taking a breather and half to make sure she didn't have anything left in her tank. Outside, she heard a few people enter the bathroom, scan the stalls, and leave in a huff. Meanwhile, her shrunken friend was doing his best to claw his way out of the mountain of waste she'd just dropped on top of him.

Miraculously, despite all this, Max was still breathing—and increasingly desperate to escape whatever circle of hell this was turning into. All he could see, feel, and smell was shit—and all he could think about was the creeping threat of being flushed. As unpleasant as this was, he knew he'd be in for much more down in the Loser House's septic system if he didn't get Daisy to notice him soon.

Digging with a truly remarkable level of energy for someone who'd just spent the last several hours in a state of total sensory deprivation, it took Max the majority of Daisy's extra phone time to make it back to the surface—and when he finally broke through, he could see her starting to shift on the seat. Only then, as a sliver of light from the room beyond began to creep into the bowl, did he realize that he was completely coated in the remains of his giant guardian's breakfast. Not that he could do anything about that now.

"DAISY!" Again, he summoned every remaining ounce of energy at his disposal to raise his voice as loud as he could. "PLEASE! DOWN HERE!"