The Ass Life
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
r869
As Becky contemplated a fitting and tortuous way to dispose of you her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a churning in her stomach, Becky placed a hand on her stomach and thought about her visit to Quinn earlier "That was a heavy dinner, garlic bread and lasagne..." Becky grimaced "that's going to give me A LOT of gas and I bet it's going to smell awful... I'm not looking forward to that." Becky's eyes then lit up as she realised the perfect way to get rid of you. Becky walked upstairs and into her bedroom. In her room she lit some scented candles and stripped her clothes off. As she stood naked in front of her full length mirror admiring her own body a cold expression formed on her face as she decided to address the bug that was residing in her ass and let him know what laid in store for his future, she turned her back to the mirror, bent over slightly and with both hands she grabbed her ass cheeks and began slowly pulling them apart to reveal her ass crack, she craned her head back to look over her shoulder and into her reflection, her luscious long hair hung over her back as her sweat caused her body to glisten in the candlelight, her gaze lowered to her ass crack where she saw your flattened form right next to her anus.
The heat and pressure that you were experiencing between Becky's ass cheeks was excruciating, you mentally yelled in pain every step she took, every clench and nearly every second in general as the pressure did not let up, however this pain was no comparison to the constant attack on your senses, the smell and taste of Becky's crack was ungodly, her sweat tasted like a thick soup of salty shit as it flowed down your throat and the smell was akin to the inside of a septic tank, reminding you of where you were at all times, your only solace was that at least this stage of torture would be over soon, Becky would soon take you out and inform you of the fate that she had decided for you, while you did not look forward to being molded into clothing or disposed of by Becky in any other way you at least would be released from her ass, anything else was better than what you were currently experiencing, and due to your current horrendous surroundings your tortured mind was extremely hopeful about your life after leaving her ass "Maybe after she takes me out of here I can reform and escape, if I am molded into clothing maybe I will be noticed or I can scream for help" you played these optimistic scenarios in your head because you knew that Becky would release you from this hell soon, and you could not wait. As your prison started to move again you felt your heart skip a beat as you noticed light coming from above, you realised that Becky was pulling her ass cheeks apart as you could see strings of sweat and other anal residue were being pulled apart in the tunnel leading to the light as Becky opened her crack wide.
Your vision was blurry due to being surrounded by a mist of hot ass-sweat within Becky's crack as well as being suddenly exposed to light, as your vision slowly adjusted you realised that you were looking at a reflection in a mirror, then the terror dawned on you as you recognised Becky's ass crack, glistening with sweat with her slimy puckered asshole in the centre, and beside her asshole was you, flattened and barely recognisable, you looked like a faded tattoo, you knew from earlier that her pores had opened wider due to her sweating and that they had sucked you into her skin, however upon seeing your reflection you knew that the situation was worse than you imagined, you tried to calm down "Ok! ok! it may take some time and effort for her to remove me from her crack, but she'll get me out, getting out of this hell will be the hardest obstacle, but once she frees me from her crack there will be a million opportunities to escape from whatever she has planned" you thought to yourself, hopeful that the worst was behind you. As you stared at the reflection in front of you your eyes slowly scanned upwards until they met with Becky's, looking over her shoulder as she had her cold gaze fixed upon you, you winced under her gaze, she was staring a hole straight through you as her eyes narrowed.
"Well you little piece of shit, you're probably wondering what I’m going to do with you, well I've come to realise the perfect place to keep someone like you, I've decided that you will stay right where you are, DEEP in my sweaty disgusting ass crack, for the rest of your tiny pathetic life" your eyes would have widened if they could, your mind was panic-stricken "no no! NO!! NO!!!" you frantically thought to yourself as your mind raced and your heartbeat pounded uncontrollably, "I CAN'T STAY HERE! NOT FOR ANOTHER SECOND!" you screamed in your mind. Becky continued to stare at you with narrowed eyes and a pissed-off expression on her face as she began to speak again, "this way you will NEVER escape me, and you'll never be able to hurt my Quinnie or contaminate her life with your disgusting presence ever again. Listen carefully bug, you will NEVER, EVER be free from my ass again, for the rest of your life you will drink my ass sweat and eat my farts every day, and because you had the audacity to even speak to my angel of a daughter let alone to 'make friends' with her I will ensure that you live a long, long life, with plenty of sweat to drink and farts to taste along the way, not to mention when I have to use the bathroom, I wonder how you'll fair down there when I have to take a dump? After that huge meal tonight I’m sure it won't be long until you find out" you winced at the thought which was only thing that shook you from your state of complete shock, Beck continued, "you should have thought twice before doing what you did, you thought you would become friends with my Quinnie in order to manipulate her, and look where you've ended up, tell me, was it worth it being her friend?" You wanted to scream and yell, you wanted to tell Becky that you were sorry, that you would leave and never see her daughter again, however your flattened form could do nothing "I had only met her, I wasn't even her fucking friend!" you yell internally, Becky then begins to speak again "Well that's enough chit-chat for tonight, I hope your happy with the choices you've made bug, enjoy the rest of your life" and with that Becky slammed her ass cheeks shut and pressed them together for a solid minute for emphasis, in her crack you winced in pain as you were slammed from all sides and the pressure became relentless accompanied by the ass-sweat that squeezed down your throat, in your thoughts you began to sob uncontrollably, "What did I do to deserve this!? All I did was talk to a girl and now I have to live in this hell because of her psycho mother!"
As Becky pressed and rubbed her ass cheeks together a smile formed on her face "A fitting life for a tiny" she thought to herself, she let out a sigh of contentment as she walked over to her dresser and changed into her pyjamas (a light-pink satin short top with matching bottoms), she grabbed a book from her bedside table, she had began reading it last week, it was cheesy romance novel that she was thoroughly enjoying. As she lay on her bed she began to get into a comfortable position to read her book, with her back laying on top of her blanket, the back of her head rested on a pillow, her knees bent as her feet planted flat on the mattress and her legs spread apart, she let out a sigh of relaxation as she began to read her book. After finishing a chapter Becky began to feel discomfort as her stomach began to groan, she furrowed her brow and rubber her hand along her smooth exposed stomach, "That dinner is coming back to haunt me now" Becky thought to herself, a grin appeared on her face as her mind wandered to your situation, and she knew exactly how to relieve herself, in the most unladylike fashion Becky straightened out her left leg and hoisted up into the air, her face contorted as she let out a grunt followed by a massive ripping fart, in her crack you had only heard a groan as a warning before her anus puckered and unleashed a massive blazing hot damp hurricane upon you, the stench and taste of her bowels penetrated you as it stuck to your tongue and flowed down your throat, you cried in horror. Becky sighed in relief as the hot fart came to an end, she smiled knowing your suffering, as she attempted to continue reading her book the smell of her emission hit her, "Oh God!" Becky said as the foul odor lingered around her face, she spread her knees slightly more apart and with one hand she started using her book as a makeshift fan between her legs, trying to disperse the waft.
As the night went on Becky read through three more chapters she continually released fart after fart, each one worse than the last, you cried and screamed internally, tortured by every second of your new life. As Becky reached a good stopping point in her book she closed it and placed it on her bedside table, she then felt a knot in her stomach, to relieve it she pulled her knees toward her chest, leaned back and unleashed a massive fart, her eyes widened however as the end of the fart sounded and felt a lot wetter than anticipated, she quickly pulled off her pyjama shorts to inspect the damage, luckily for her there was no mark on them, she thought about getting up and going to the bathroom to wipe her ass just to be sure, but then she remembered you, she smiled and felt that you could live in it. Becky pulled one of her ass-cheeks apart in order to speak to you, "I hope you've been enjoying the taste of my farts tonight tiny, I'll have plenty more to give you while I sleep, and if you think things are bad now, believe me... it will get A LOT worse. Have a good night" and with that Becky let go of her ass-cheek, pulled her pyjama shorts back on, got under her blanket and blew out the candles on her bedside table. She smiled in comfort as she drifted off to sleep
The heat and pressure that you were experiencing between Becky's ass cheeks was excruciating, you mentally yelled in pain every step she took, every clench and nearly every second in general as the pressure did not let up, however this pain was no comparison to the constant attack on your senses, the smell and taste of Becky's crack was ungodly, her sweat tasted like a thick soup of salty shit as it flowed down your throat and the smell was akin to the inside of a septic tank, reminding you of where you were at all times, your only solace was that at least this stage of torture would be over soon, Becky would soon take you out and inform you of the fate that she had decided for you, while you did not look forward to being molded into clothing or disposed of by Becky in any other way you at least would be released from her ass, anything else was better than what you were currently experiencing, and due to your current horrendous surroundings your tortured mind was extremely hopeful about your life after leaving her ass "Maybe after she takes me out of here I can reform and escape, if I am molded into clothing maybe I will be noticed or I can scream for help" you played these optimistic scenarios in your head because you knew that Becky would release you from this hell soon, and you could not wait. As your prison started to move again you felt your heart skip a beat as you noticed light coming from above, you realised that Becky was pulling her ass cheeks apart as you could see strings of sweat and other anal residue were being pulled apart in the tunnel leading to the light as Becky opened her crack wide.
Your vision was blurry due to being surrounded by a mist of hot ass-sweat within Becky's crack as well as being suddenly exposed to light, as your vision slowly adjusted you realised that you were looking at a reflection in a mirror, then the terror dawned on you as you recognised Becky's ass crack, glistening with sweat with her slimy puckered asshole in the centre, and beside her asshole was you, flattened and barely recognisable, you looked like a faded tattoo, you knew from earlier that her pores had opened wider due to her sweating and that they had sucked you into her skin, however upon seeing your reflection you knew that the situation was worse than you imagined, you tried to calm down "Ok! ok! it may take some time and effort for her to remove me from her crack, but she'll get me out, getting out of this hell will be the hardest obstacle, but once she frees me from her crack there will be a million opportunities to escape from whatever she has planned" you thought to yourself, hopeful that the worst was behind you. As you stared at the reflection in front of you your eyes slowly scanned upwards until they met with Becky's, looking over her shoulder as she had her cold gaze fixed upon you, you winced under her gaze, she was staring a hole straight through you as her eyes narrowed.
"Well you little piece of shit, you're probably wondering what I’m going to do with you, well I've come to realise the perfect place to keep someone like you, I've decided that you will stay right where you are, DEEP in my sweaty disgusting ass crack, for the rest of your tiny pathetic life" your eyes would have widened if they could, your mind was panic-stricken "no no! NO!! NO!!!" you frantically thought to yourself as your mind raced and your heartbeat pounded uncontrollably, "I CAN'T STAY HERE! NOT FOR ANOTHER SECOND!" you screamed in your mind. Becky continued to stare at you with narrowed eyes and a pissed-off expression on her face as she began to speak again, "this way you will NEVER escape me, and you'll never be able to hurt my Quinnie or contaminate her life with your disgusting presence ever again. Listen carefully bug, you will NEVER, EVER be free from my ass again, for the rest of your life you will drink my ass sweat and eat my farts every day, and because you had the audacity to even speak to my angel of a daughter let alone to 'make friends' with her I will ensure that you live a long, long life, with plenty of sweat to drink and farts to taste along the way, not to mention when I have to use the bathroom, I wonder how you'll fair down there when I have to take a dump? After that huge meal tonight I’m sure it won't be long until you find out" you winced at the thought which was only thing that shook you from your state of complete shock, Beck continued, "you should have thought twice before doing what you did, you thought you would become friends with my Quinnie in order to manipulate her, and look where you've ended up, tell me, was it worth it being her friend?" You wanted to scream and yell, you wanted to tell Becky that you were sorry, that you would leave and never see her daughter again, however your flattened form could do nothing "I had only met her, I wasn't even her fucking friend!" you yell internally, Becky then begins to speak again "Well that's enough chit-chat for tonight, I hope your happy with the choices you've made bug, enjoy the rest of your life" and with that Becky slammed her ass cheeks shut and pressed them together for a solid minute for emphasis, in her crack you winced in pain as you were slammed from all sides and the pressure became relentless accompanied by the ass-sweat that squeezed down your throat, in your thoughts you began to sob uncontrollably, "What did I do to deserve this!? All I did was talk to a girl and now I have to live in this hell because of her psycho mother!"
As Becky pressed and rubbed her ass cheeks together a smile formed on her face "A fitting life for a tiny" she thought to herself, she let out a sigh of contentment as she walked over to her dresser and changed into her pyjamas (a light-pink satin short top with matching bottoms), she grabbed a book from her bedside table, she had began reading it last week, it was cheesy romance novel that she was thoroughly enjoying. As she lay on her bed she began to get into a comfortable position to read her book, with her back laying on top of her blanket, the back of her head rested on a pillow, her knees bent as her feet planted flat on the mattress and her legs spread apart, she let out a sigh of relaxation as she began to read her book. After finishing a chapter Becky began to feel discomfort as her stomach began to groan, she furrowed her brow and rubber her hand along her smooth exposed stomach, "That dinner is coming back to haunt me now" Becky thought to herself, a grin appeared on her face as her mind wandered to your situation, and she knew exactly how to relieve herself, in the most unladylike fashion Becky straightened out her left leg and hoisted up into the air, her face contorted as she let out a grunt followed by a massive ripping fart, in her crack you had only heard a groan as a warning before her anus puckered and unleashed a massive blazing hot damp hurricane upon you, the stench and taste of her bowels penetrated you as it stuck to your tongue and flowed down your throat, you cried in horror. Becky sighed in relief as the hot fart came to an end, she smiled knowing your suffering, as she attempted to continue reading her book the smell of her emission hit her, "Oh God!" Becky said as the foul odor lingered around her face, she spread her knees slightly more apart and with one hand she started using her book as a makeshift fan between her legs, trying to disperse the waft.
As the night went on Becky read through three more chapters she continually released fart after fart, each one worse than the last, you cried and screamed internally, tortured by every second of your new life. As Becky reached a good stopping point in her book she closed it and placed it on her bedside table, she then felt a knot in her stomach, to relieve it she pulled her knees toward her chest, leaned back and unleashed a massive fart, her eyes widened however as the end of the fart sounded and felt a lot wetter than anticipated, she quickly pulled off her pyjama shorts to inspect the damage, luckily for her there was no mark on them, she thought about getting up and going to the bathroom to wipe her ass just to be sure, but then she remembered you, she smiled and felt that you could live in it. Becky pulled one of her ass-cheeks apart in order to speak to you, "I hope you've been enjoying the taste of my farts tonight tiny, I'll have plenty more to give you while I sleep, and if you think things are bad now, believe me... it will get A LOT worse. Have a good night" and with that Becky let go of her ass-cheek, pulled her pyjama shorts back on, got under her blanket and blew out the candles on her bedside table. She smiled in comfort as she drifted off to sleep
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