Home Sweet Hell
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
When Daphne stepped out of the car, lifting her giant, blubbery ass off you it should have been a relief on your battered and bruised body. Unfortunately, you had been wedged so deep into her dank ass crack as she drove home that you were just as entombed between the filthy buns as you were when she was sitting. You try to move, but you can’t the walls of fat around you are too strong. Realizing that Daphne’s ass is stronger than your entire body is a blow to your pride. Then again, how much pride do you have left after French kissing her wrinkled, puffy anus?
“I hope your enjoying yourself back there, butt boy,” Daphne says as she walks into a rather seedy-looking apartment complex. You most certainly are not enjoying this, why would any sane person enjoy being treated like the back of a thong. You try to wiggle around to give some kind of response, your tiny movement is lost in the jiggling of the fat bottom as Daphne walks. “You should be enjoying yourself right now because trust me, things are only going to get rougher and more horrible from this point on now that I have you all to myself.”
Daphne’s cackling makes you sick to your stomach, not that your feeling too well with the anus oozing in front of your face and sweaty, stinky ass cheeks crushing you from all directions. This is a new kind of sick feeling, a feeling of utter despair and misery over your life only going to get worse. You don’t squirm, you barely breathe, you just wait and hope the evil, obese woman is too tired from her day to spend much time torturing you. As she keeps on moving, you feel her walking up some stairs, her cheeks flexing with every step. It feels like she is crushing you in the most revolting hug imaginable with every step she takes. You brace yourself, turning your head away from the pucker until she reaches her floor. You keep on waiting, trying to hear outside of your prison, then you feel it, the pants coming down. Daphne is home, no, your home you realize with disgust.
“Man, you are really deep in there. My ass seems to really like you, it tried to eat you alive before you were even small enough,” Daphne laughed as she reached down between her thigh thighs, grabbing your feet. With a sharp tug, you are yanked out by your ankles, dangling upside down like a newborn baby plucked from its mother’s womb. You cough and gag, breathing in fresh air for what felt like so many hours. You then realize the air isn’t that fresh as the smell of garbage, weed, and old food filters through the air. You look around you and see where Daphne lives and to say your shocked would be a lie. The place is a fucking dump. Garbage bags are tossed around the place, pizza boxes, Chinese take-out, and what looks like a half-eaten chicken are left out, piles of clothes liter the room as do various sex toys that look well used and unwashed, everything is either covered in dust or stains and you can see a bong on the coffee table surrounded by burned up weed and other drugs. It’s a fucking mess, the kind of place someone like Daphne fits right in.
“What’s the matter, skidmark? Don’t like my place, not as fancy as the apartment you live in with your mommy?” Daphne speaks up, noticing the look of revulsion on your face as you look around you. Swallowing nervously, you pale and try to come up with some words to say but Daphne doesn’t care, she’s already offended and ready to dish out some punishment. Her chubby, strong hand grabs you by the shoulder and your swinging back to where you came face first. You nearly scream as your face to face with the long, vast ass crack again before your face is forced back between it. The sweat helps lube you up nice and easy, letting the fat bitch force your face right into her sphincter again.
You want to cry as your mouth is once more forced against the puckered asshole, you’d just escaped the foul, nasty Hell and you were right back there not a minute later. Not needing to be told what to do, you stick your tongue out, the flavor of dirty sphincter making your taste buds scream in agony, but you still lick it. Too bad Daphne wants something else. The sphincter keeps pushing on your face but this time something is different. It feels looser, not as tightly clenched together as it was when you were pressed against it before. You can’t tell but Daphne is hunched over, relaxing her anus for what was about to happen to you, biting her lip in anticipation.
“Maybe you’d like to live in here? It’s much more suited for a stupid, piece of shit like you,” Daphne moaned as she pressed you even harder. You let out a scream, ignoring the fact your pressed into the asshole as the sticky, wrinkled gateway starts moving over your face. There’s no way this was possible, you were too big for this and not even Daphne would do this to you. As that last thought hits you, it hits you even harder than she most certainly would do this to you and love every second of it. She keeps pushing you forward, the anus swallowing your head slowly with the soiled ring of flesh seeping over the sides of your skull until finally, it pushes completely over you. The anus wraps around your neck, tight but not choking you, but you wish it were, you’d give anything to pass out right now. Your head is inside Daphne’s fat ass and it’s so much worse than being in her crack. The smell is so strong you can’t keep it from forcing its way into your lungs, there is zero light whatsoever, the walls are slimy and pulsating as they crush your entire head. It's so hot and foul, like nothing you could imagine. You can hear moaning echoing above you, Daphne is loving this, loving this preview of Hell she wants to send you to. Will the stomach be like this, will it be this horrible or will it be worse?
Just as you’re feeling lightheaded, Daphne pulls you out, a lewd slurping noise coming as your head leaves her asshole. You gasp for air again, the stinky apartment air now the most incredible thing you’ve ever experienced before. With your little heart beating a mile an hour, you're dropped unceremoniously onto the dirty apartment floor. You lie at Daphne’s feet as she looms over you like some kind of all-powerful Goddess. You stare up weakly at her, noticing something that makes this entire situation even more fucked up somehow. Daphne’s crotch is a mess of sexual fluids as she’s been getting off on everything you’ve suffered. Your pain truly is her pleasure.
“Now, are you ready to start or does the fucking baby want to have a quick cry?” Daphne asks you, mocking everything you’ve been trough. You whimper softly, you were still a couple of feet tall yet Daphne still managed to work your head up her ass. What would your life be like once you were even smaller?
“I hope your enjoying yourself back there, butt boy,” Daphne says as she walks into a rather seedy-looking apartment complex. You most certainly are not enjoying this, why would any sane person enjoy being treated like the back of a thong. You try to wiggle around to give some kind of response, your tiny movement is lost in the jiggling of the fat bottom as Daphne walks. “You should be enjoying yourself right now because trust me, things are only going to get rougher and more horrible from this point on now that I have you all to myself.”
Daphne’s cackling makes you sick to your stomach, not that your feeling too well with the anus oozing in front of your face and sweaty, stinky ass cheeks crushing you from all directions. This is a new kind of sick feeling, a feeling of utter despair and misery over your life only going to get worse. You don’t squirm, you barely breathe, you just wait and hope the evil, obese woman is too tired from her day to spend much time torturing you. As she keeps on moving, you feel her walking up some stairs, her cheeks flexing with every step. It feels like she is crushing you in the most revolting hug imaginable with every step she takes. You brace yourself, turning your head away from the pucker until she reaches her floor. You keep on waiting, trying to hear outside of your prison, then you feel it, the pants coming down. Daphne is home, no, your home you realize with disgust.
“Man, you are really deep in there. My ass seems to really like you, it tried to eat you alive before you were even small enough,” Daphne laughed as she reached down between her thigh thighs, grabbing your feet. With a sharp tug, you are yanked out by your ankles, dangling upside down like a newborn baby plucked from its mother’s womb. You cough and gag, breathing in fresh air for what felt like so many hours. You then realize the air isn’t that fresh as the smell of garbage, weed, and old food filters through the air. You look around you and see where Daphne lives and to say your shocked would be a lie. The place is a fucking dump. Garbage bags are tossed around the place, pizza boxes, Chinese take-out, and what looks like a half-eaten chicken are left out, piles of clothes liter the room as do various sex toys that look well used and unwashed, everything is either covered in dust or stains and you can see a bong on the coffee table surrounded by burned up weed and other drugs. It’s a fucking mess, the kind of place someone like Daphne fits right in.
“What’s the matter, skidmark? Don’t like my place, not as fancy as the apartment you live in with your mommy?” Daphne speaks up, noticing the look of revulsion on your face as you look around you. Swallowing nervously, you pale and try to come up with some words to say but Daphne doesn’t care, she’s already offended and ready to dish out some punishment. Her chubby, strong hand grabs you by the shoulder and your swinging back to where you came face first. You nearly scream as your face to face with the long, vast ass crack again before your face is forced back between it. The sweat helps lube you up nice and easy, letting the fat bitch force your face right into her sphincter again.
You want to cry as your mouth is once more forced against the puckered asshole, you’d just escaped the foul, nasty Hell and you were right back there not a minute later. Not needing to be told what to do, you stick your tongue out, the flavor of dirty sphincter making your taste buds scream in agony, but you still lick it. Too bad Daphne wants something else. The sphincter keeps pushing on your face but this time something is different. It feels looser, not as tightly clenched together as it was when you were pressed against it before. You can’t tell but Daphne is hunched over, relaxing her anus for what was about to happen to you, biting her lip in anticipation.
“Maybe you’d like to live in here? It’s much more suited for a stupid, piece of shit like you,” Daphne moaned as she pressed you even harder. You let out a scream, ignoring the fact your pressed into the asshole as the sticky, wrinkled gateway starts moving over your face. There’s no way this was possible, you were too big for this and not even Daphne would do this to you. As that last thought hits you, it hits you even harder than she most certainly would do this to you and love every second of it. She keeps pushing you forward, the anus swallowing your head slowly with the soiled ring of flesh seeping over the sides of your skull until finally, it pushes completely over you. The anus wraps around your neck, tight but not choking you, but you wish it were, you’d give anything to pass out right now. Your head is inside Daphne’s fat ass and it’s so much worse than being in her crack. The smell is so strong you can’t keep it from forcing its way into your lungs, there is zero light whatsoever, the walls are slimy and pulsating as they crush your entire head. It's so hot and foul, like nothing you could imagine. You can hear moaning echoing above you, Daphne is loving this, loving this preview of Hell she wants to send you to. Will the stomach be like this, will it be this horrible or will it be worse?
Just as you’re feeling lightheaded, Daphne pulls you out, a lewd slurping noise coming as your head leaves her asshole. You gasp for air again, the stinky apartment air now the most incredible thing you’ve ever experienced before. With your little heart beating a mile an hour, you're dropped unceremoniously onto the dirty apartment floor. You lie at Daphne’s feet as she looms over you like some kind of all-powerful Goddess. You stare up weakly at her, noticing something that makes this entire situation even more fucked up somehow. Daphne’s crotch is a mess of sexual fluids as she’s been getting off on everything you’ve suffered. Your pain truly is her pleasure.
“Now, are you ready to start or does the fucking baby want to have a quick cry?” Daphne asks you, mocking everything you’ve been trough. You whimper softly, you were still a couple of feet tall yet Daphne still managed to work your head up her ass. What would your life be like once you were even smaller?
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