Phil Tries To Escape
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
tombomb
Phil dashes underneath the door and is suddenly scooped up by Ms. Jackson's giant hand. "Wrong choice!", she yells aggressively. She spits on him and jams him with one finger into her asshole. His bones crackle as his face is press into the filthy anus. The walls of flesh crush down on him as she puckers her hole. "That's right, get in there! You are nothing to me now! Feel my wrath!"
Ms. Jackson started to fart loudly and the sound pierced Phil's ears. Even worse was the smell. His lungs and eyes were burning. Ms. Jackson laugh maniacally as she grabbed her dildo. She rammed it deep into her ass and smashed Phil against her dirty walls. Shit covered Phil as he was smeared against her intestines. "When I'm done with you, no one will recognize you!", Ms. Jackson bellowed out in laughter. She began to moan and quickened her pace.
Eventually, she mounted her dildo and ground Phil hard into her walls. Phil screamed in agony as Ms. Jackson moaned in pleasure. Soon she began to climax and she clenched her cheeks together as the rush flowed over her. Phil was smash and mangled, but still some how alive. "Time to get out, you little shit!", She screamed. She clenched even tighter as she squeezed. A wave of gas and shit came flying out. Phil was no where to be seen. "Oh I see, you like it in there now. I guess I'll just have to make it unbearable.", She said sadistically.
She made her way over to her kitchen and grabbed a bunch of spicy food. She began to scarf it down. She grabbed some laxatives too and ate a bunch of them. Meanwhile, Phil lied in a heap of shit trapped in this crazy lady's ass. He begged for a miracle, but his luck was non-existent. Ms. Jackson knew she had to wait a while and decided she should shake Phil out. She stood there naked in the kitchen, a loud bass driven beat came blasting from her stereo, and She twerked like there was no tomorrow. Phil shook around and hot shit flooded in around him.
Her ass pounded up and down. Phil screamed as shit entered his mouth. She slapped her ass and taunted Phil. "You like it in there you sicko. Well hold on." She traveled over to the bathroom, bouncing/clapping her ass along the way, and squatted over the toilet. Shit spewed out and farts echoed around the room. She was there for quite a while before looking in the bowl. There were still no signs of Phil, only brown logs and dingy water.
"If you want to live in there, be my guest. However, you're also going to die in there." Ms. Jackson announced. She planned to torture Phil to death now that he refused to come out. Unknown to her, Phil was stuck and badly injured.
Ms. Jackson started to fart loudly and the sound pierced Phil's ears. Even worse was the smell. His lungs and eyes were burning. Ms. Jackson laugh maniacally as she grabbed her dildo. She rammed it deep into her ass and smashed Phil against her dirty walls. Shit covered Phil as he was smeared against her intestines. "When I'm done with you, no one will recognize you!", Ms. Jackson bellowed out in laughter. She began to moan and quickened her pace.
Eventually, she mounted her dildo and ground Phil hard into her walls. Phil screamed in agony as Ms. Jackson moaned in pleasure. Soon she began to climax and she clenched her cheeks together as the rush flowed over her. Phil was smash and mangled, but still some how alive. "Time to get out, you little shit!", She screamed. She clenched even tighter as she squeezed. A wave of gas and shit came flying out. Phil was no where to be seen. "Oh I see, you like it in there now. I guess I'll just have to make it unbearable.", She said sadistically.
She made her way over to her kitchen and grabbed a bunch of spicy food. She began to scarf it down. She grabbed some laxatives too and ate a bunch of them. Meanwhile, Phil lied in a heap of shit trapped in this crazy lady's ass. He begged for a miracle, but his luck was non-existent. Ms. Jackson knew she had to wait a while and decided she should shake Phil out. She stood there naked in the kitchen, a loud bass driven beat came blasting from her stereo, and She twerked like there was no tomorrow. Phil shook around and hot shit flooded in around him.
Her ass pounded up and down. Phil screamed as shit entered his mouth. She slapped her ass and taunted Phil. "You like it in there you sicko. Well hold on." She traveled over to the bathroom, bouncing/clapping her ass along the way, and squatted over the toilet. Shit spewed out and farts echoed around the room. She was there for quite a while before looking in the bowl. There were still no signs of Phil, only brown logs and dingy water.
"If you want to live in there, be my guest. However, you're also going to die in there." Ms. Jackson announced. She planned to torture Phil to death now that he refused to come out. Unknown to her, Phil was stuck and badly injured.
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