Bad Start
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“So, you’re not going to use me as a human toilet?” You ask, scarcely believing the evil half-ton woman. It would be just like her to lie to you, so you feel a moment of hope before revealing that oops she misspoke you are going to be forced to eat her shit. Daphne just grumbles something, clearly unhappy, which is all the confirmation you need that she’s telling the truth. It's shoving, getting even the tiniest of good news after yesterday. You're so used to things getting worse and worse that something absolutely horrible not befalling you seems like a gift from God.
“Yeah, your mom says making you suffer this isn’t worth the money,” Daphne says disappointedly before a smile slowly starts to form on her face that makes your blood go cold. “However, she did mention a couple of people that will pay much, much more if I take a crap on you when you're smaller. Apparently, the idea of you getting buried under a mountain of shit really gets some people off.” The way Daphne said it sounded like she was one of those people. Hell, she might throw your mom a couple of hundred bucks to see you crushed under her shit. You don’t think about it, you can’t think about it or your pretty sure you’re going to have a breakdown. All you hope is that your shrinking slows down a bit before the unimaginable happens and your either trapped under shit or turned into it by this beast of a woman.
“So, twerp, how big are you? Larger than my biggest dildo, but not by that much. I wonder how deep I could get you with a jug of lube?” Daphne said as she studied you, trying to figure out your size but too lazy to get anything to actually measure you. The comment about you being slightly bigger than her dildo gets you wondering what kind of sex toys Daphne uses. Your still over two feet tall at least, so how big does that make the dildos she shoves into her? The more you discover about Daphne and her revolting body, the more you feel your sanity starting to slip. She really is a living nightmare.
“Well, we have a little bit of time before we see your mom and start filming whatever sick, perverted shit the perverts want to see. We better start our day right,” Daphne said as she scratched under her huge, drooping breast. She had to be talking about taking a shower, at least that’s what you thought. Everything smelt so horrible right now, including you. There was no way she was going to see your mom with you smelling like something she pulled off her sweaty fat folds. If not you, she needed it with all the food and cum stains covering her naked body making her look even more like a pig if that was possible.
“Are we going to clean up?” You timidly speak up, hoping it’s the right thing to say. Your careful with every word out of your mouth because it draws attention to you and that’s the last thing you want. If Daphne just forgot you existed your life would be perfect.
“What? Fuck no. My fans expect me to look wild and crazy hot, a shower would just ruin my look.” Daphne says, looking at you like you’re a moron. She says wild and crazy hot but you think she looks more like a disgusting blob that just finished rolling in oil. She moves towards you, grabbing you by the back of your neck and lifting you up. Your smaller now and you certainly feel it. In her clutches you see how big Daphne really is, every detail highlighted as it seems like she just went up half a foot since the last time she handled you. What’s it going to be like when she’s big enough to eat you? How horrifying would the woman looking like an amazon right now be when she was a giantess.
“We can’t really start the day until we do one important thing, shit for brains. It’s the reason you're alive besides being a future snack. It’s time to get me off.” Those words don’t connect in your brain for a few seconds. Slowly your face morphs into one of pure terror, which only gets Daphne’s motor started. You shake your head as best you can with her holding you, not wanting that. You know it doesn’t matter, but you try to reason with your tormentor. “Wait, don’t do this. Can’t we…” Daphne doesn’t let you finish; she doesn’t even say anything. She just lowers you down and brings your head between her legs. You scream as you stare at her puffy, crusty cunt, unwashed from last night, and looking like one of the most nauseating things you’ve ever seen.
You don’t know if Daphne is just impatient or thinks it's better than making you lick her, but she shoves your face into her twat and starts grinding it into her. The smell of her pussy makes your stomach turn as your forced to breathe in the nasty, old pussy of this fat, disgusting pig. She just holds your mouth and nose against her slit, your legs kicking feebly inches from the ground as your arms lay limply at your side. She rubs you along her slit, the old, sticky cum clinging to her mounds scrapping all over your face, getting in your nose, and forcing you to open your mouth to breathe. You taste her pussy, which next to her ass is the worst thing ever to touch your tongue. You hear her moan and grunt as she pushes you even harder into her, fresh juices starting to flow out as she gets more turned on.
“God you're fucking useless. I’ll be happy when I can slide you inside of me or tie you to my dildo or just feel you kicking around as you digest. You should be grateful, you fucking loser. Do you know how many men would kill for this?” No one would want this, to be held by the back of your head and slammed and crushed face first into some fat, slut’s nasty cunt. Her juices keep on flowing, covering your face and further clogging up your nose. They enter your mouth and you gag and cough, finding the fluid to be too thick to properly drink down. Daphne slides you all over her cunt, her fat thighs jiggling as she starts to push her crotch forward. You feel like your head might crack open from her grip as she starts humping you, nearly breaking your nose with her crotch. The found slap against your cheeks as she tries to almost shove you in. However, the angles wrong and your skull is not going to fit right now, not like with her ass. She can’t insert your head like this, but she can suffocate you. Unable to raw air, you start to struggle.
“Finally getting into it. About damn time. Squirm, you little bitch!” Daphne cries out, her tongue hanging out as she lets out obnoxious grunts of pleasure. You thrash blindly as you suffocate on her pussy, drowning in her juices as they pour down your throat. You hit her gelatinous thighs but only make them vibrate, you can no more break her grip then you can crawl out from under her ass. You want to scream, cry, beg for your life, but it's all too hard. Daphne is pumping her extra-wide hips forward, jerking you around until you think your head might pop off your shoulders. That’s okay because everything’s going dark now, white dots fill your vision as you start passing out. You’re dying. Distantly you think one thing, this might be for the best considering what else Daphne has in store for you.
Suddenly, a scream pierces the black void and you are dropped to the floor, given fresh air at last. You’d like to enjoy it but Daphne’s cum starts drizzling down on you as she climaxes. You look down, not wanting to see her in the throes of pleasure. You can certainly hear her though, her cries get wheezy as she doesn’t have much lung strength back. She is gripping her fat breasts, her fat wobbling everywhere as she jerks from her orgasm. You don’t look up until she speaks down to you, her voice filled with glee that makes you sick.
“That’s a good slut. You’re finally earning your keep. Next time I won’t help as much, this is your new job, loser. Making your big, sexy mama cum her fucking brains out.”
“Yeah, your mom says making you suffer this isn’t worth the money,” Daphne says disappointedly before a smile slowly starts to form on her face that makes your blood go cold. “However, she did mention a couple of people that will pay much, much more if I take a crap on you when you're smaller. Apparently, the idea of you getting buried under a mountain of shit really gets some people off.” The way Daphne said it sounded like she was one of those people. Hell, she might throw your mom a couple of hundred bucks to see you crushed under her shit. You don’t think about it, you can’t think about it or your pretty sure you’re going to have a breakdown. All you hope is that your shrinking slows down a bit before the unimaginable happens and your either trapped under shit or turned into it by this beast of a woman.
“So, twerp, how big are you? Larger than my biggest dildo, but not by that much. I wonder how deep I could get you with a jug of lube?” Daphne said as she studied you, trying to figure out your size but too lazy to get anything to actually measure you. The comment about you being slightly bigger than her dildo gets you wondering what kind of sex toys Daphne uses. Your still over two feet tall at least, so how big does that make the dildos she shoves into her? The more you discover about Daphne and her revolting body, the more you feel your sanity starting to slip. She really is a living nightmare.
“Well, we have a little bit of time before we see your mom and start filming whatever sick, perverted shit the perverts want to see. We better start our day right,” Daphne said as she scratched under her huge, drooping breast. She had to be talking about taking a shower, at least that’s what you thought. Everything smelt so horrible right now, including you. There was no way she was going to see your mom with you smelling like something she pulled off her sweaty fat folds. If not you, she needed it with all the food and cum stains covering her naked body making her look even more like a pig if that was possible.
“Are we going to clean up?” You timidly speak up, hoping it’s the right thing to say. Your careful with every word out of your mouth because it draws attention to you and that’s the last thing you want. If Daphne just forgot you existed your life would be perfect.
“What? Fuck no. My fans expect me to look wild and crazy hot, a shower would just ruin my look.” Daphne says, looking at you like you’re a moron. She says wild and crazy hot but you think she looks more like a disgusting blob that just finished rolling in oil. She moves towards you, grabbing you by the back of your neck and lifting you up. Your smaller now and you certainly feel it. In her clutches you see how big Daphne really is, every detail highlighted as it seems like she just went up half a foot since the last time she handled you. What’s it going to be like when she’s big enough to eat you? How horrifying would the woman looking like an amazon right now be when she was a giantess.
“We can’t really start the day until we do one important thing, shit for brains. It’s the reason you're alive besides being a future snack. It’s time to get me off.” Those words don’t connect in your brain for a few seconds. Slowly your face morphs into one of pure terror, which only gets Daphne’s motor started. You shake your head as best you can with her holding you, not wanting that. You know it doesn’t matter, but you try to reason with your tormentor. “Wait, don’t do this. Can’t we…” Daphne doesn’t let you finish; she doesn’t even say anything. She just lowers you down and brings your head between her legs. You scream as you stare at her puffy, crusty cunt, unwashed from last night, and looking like one of the most nauseating things you’ve ever seen.
You don’t know if Daphne is just impatient or thinks it's better than making you lick her, but she shoves your face into her twat and starts grinding it into her. The smell of her pussy makes your stomach turn as your forced to breathe in the nasty, old pussy of this fat, disgusting pig. She just holds your mouth and nose against her slit, your legs kicking feebly inches from the ground as your arms lay limply at your side. She rubs you along her slit, the old, sticky cum clinging to her mounds scrapping all over your face, getting in your nose, and forcing you to open your mouth to breathe. You taste her pussy, which next to her ass is the worst thing ever to touch your tongue. You hear her moan and grunt as she pushes you even harder into her, fresh juices starting to flow out as she gets more turned on.
“God you're fucking useless. I’ll be happy when I can slide you inside of me or tie you to my dildo or just feel you kicking around as you digest. You should be grateful, you fucking loser. Do you know how many men would kill for this?” No one would want this, to be held by the back of your head and slammed and crushed face first into some fat, slut’s nasty cunt. Her juices keep on flowing, covering your face and further clogging up your nose. They enter your mouth and you gag and cough, finding the fluid to be too thick to properly drink down. Daphne slides you all over her cunt, her fat thighs jiggling as she starts to push her crotch forward. You feel like your head might crack open from her grip as she starts humping you, nearly breaking your nose with her crotch. The found slap against your cheeks as she tries to almost shove you in. However, the angles wrong and your skull is not going to fit right now, not like with her ass. She can’t insert your head like this, but she can suffocate you. Unable to raw air, you start to struggle.
“Finally getting into it. About damn time. Squirm, you little bitch!” Daphne cries out, her tongue hanging out as she lets out obnoxious grunts of pleasure. You thrash blindly as you suffocate on her pussy, drowning in her juices as they pour down your throat. You hit her gelatinous thighs but only make them vibrate, you can no more break her grip then you can crawl out from under her ass. You want to scream, cry, beg for your life, but it's all too hard. Daphne is pumping her extra-wide hips forward, jerking you around until you think your head might pop off your shoulders. That’s okay because everything’s going dark now, white dots fill your vision as you start passing out. You’re dying. Distantly you think one thing, this might be for the best considering what else Daphne has in store for you.
Suddenly, a scream pierces the black void and you are dropped to the floor, given fresh air at last. You’d like to enjoy it but Daphne’s cum starts drizzling down on you as she climaxes. You look down, not wanting to see her in the throes of pleasure. You can certainly hear her though, her cries get wheezy as she doesn’t have much lung strength back. She is gripping her fat breasts, her fat wobbling everywhere as she jerks from her orgasm. You don’t look up until she speaks down to you, her voice filled with glee that makes you sick.
“That’s a good slut. You’re finally earning your keep. Next time I won’t help as much, this is your new job, loser. Making your big, sexy mama cum her fucking brains out.”
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