Not the End you Expected
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“The Foreign Legion?” your mom says with a hint of doubt. Kari holds her breath and tenses, fearing your mom had seen through her lie. She waited for her to call bullshit, but instead giggled. “My little Steve is such a brave man. Going off into the world all by himself. I’m proud of him, but he should have told me he was leaving.”
“Don’t worry, when he comes home we can both punish him,” Kari told your mother and then turned her back to her to hide the evil smirk on her face. She really loved your mom, not only was she a wild cat in the sack, but she was as gullible as they come. She could make the blond believe anything. Maybe next she should tell her that giving fellatio to your partner is a great way to lose weight and prevent wrinkles.
“Hard to believe that Steve is gone. I hope he brought an extra pair of boxers, I bet the Foreign Legion go to some really exotic places,” your mom commented without a care, not thinking twice about what she’d been told. She knew Kari wouldn’t lie to her, she was like an angel. She had showed the mother of three all the fun two girls could have in bed, if that wasn’t something that earned sainthood she had no idea what was.
“I heard he was going somewhere hot and muggy, but also in the shade,” Kari lightly commented, fighting down the urge to giggle at her own bad humour. The more she thought about your predicament the happier she became and the happier she got, the hornier she became. She wanted to drag her lover back into the shower and get her dirty all over again, but before she could grab her, your mother sat down on the toilet.
Your mother looked kindly at Kari and asked, “Excuse me, do you mind turning around?”
Grumbling, Kari turned her back to your mother as she did her business. Honestly, she found it a little strange how your mom couldn’t go to the bathroom while she was watching, but had no problem masturbating in front of her while talking dirty. Your mom was a strange woman, even to a sadomasochist like Kari.
Kari listened as your mom grunted and strained, emptying her bowels of everything from last night. She leaned forward on the toilet, grabbing hold of the counter beside her and forced everything out. The sound of something small splashing into the toilet was followed by a louder splash. Kari waited until she heard your mom sigh in relief. Turning around quickly, she saw your mom reaching to flush.
“Hold on, love,” Kari says, realizing there could be more in the toilet then last nights digested dinner. Your mom looks at Kari and for a second, Kari struggles to figure out a reason for your mom not to flush. Grasping at straws she slowly told your mom, “We should save water. Don’t flush until I’ve used the toilet.”
Your mom nods happily, all smiles and oblivious to the trust. Kari turns her head and sighs, she almost lost the most interesting sex toy she had ever had. The thought of you being flushed away and drowning in the sewers didn’t bother her at all, but the thought of it happening when there are so many more cruel ways to torture you bothered her a lot. She might still have your mom flush you down the toilet, but not until she became bored of seeing you squirm.
Pppppfffffrrrrrttt!
“Excuse me!” your mom cried out as her face went red from embarrassment. She had been relaxing her sphincter and a nasty fart had ripped from her rectum. Kari looked at your mother with disgust, but quickly turned into hysterical giggles. She didn’t find your mom’s fart funny, but the idea that you might be in the toilet bowl getting it full blast was a laugh riot. She looked at the blushing milf and smiled warmly at her.
“Don’t worry about it. Let me just finish drying off and I’ll join you in the bedroom. I hear that having sex in the morning makes you more clear headed for the rest of the day.”
“Really?” Your mom trustingly said. Kari just nodded and led her out of the bathroom. She slapped your mom’s tight, soft rump with an open hand slap, earning a tiny shriek from her. Your mom looks at Kari playfully, never knowing anything was wrong. Closing the bathroom door behind her, and locking it to be extra careful, Kari walked over to the toilet. Right away, the smell hit her, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust. Your mom could let lose some really bad stinkers. Pinching her nose between her fingers, Kari looked down. What she saw made her laugh out loud.
You had actually been sleeping when your mom sat down on the toilet. Struggling against her sticky, hot bowels for hours had worn you out and that with the thin air had knocked you out. You had woken up to feel something rubbery pushing against you. The foul waste was against your back, forcing you harder against the rubbery surface before you. For a moment, you thought you were going to be crushed, but then the rubbery surface split open and you found yourself sliding out. As light hit your eyes, you realized that you had been pushing against your mom’s sphincter. You were being shit out of your mom’s ass; this was the best thing ever.
Then you were falling. You were looking up at your mother’s distended asshole one second and the next you hit icy cool water. You won’t lie, feeling that refreshing water hit your skin was heaven after being squeezed through your mom’s dark, hot bowels. Out were able to enjoy your bath for about two second before you saw your mom’s asshole bulge out and something large force its way out. Immediately you started paddling as hard as you could away from the looming log, but you were too slow. It looked like a bus was falling on you, a big steaming, brown, mushy bus. You screamed just as it slammed down on top of you.
It didn’t crush you. After being trapped in your mom’s ass all night, you weren’t going to die in the toilet. Your upper body was pinned against the side of the toilet bowl and the massive piece of feces. Unable to move you stared up at the long, dark valley and the bulging hole, praying nothing more came out or your mom had to pee either. What you ended up getting was a blast of hot, fetid air that blew your hair back. It was a rank, putrid fart that would leave anyone coughing, but you had spent a night in the ass that produced that stinker, you were tougher then most men. The smell was still awful, but you handled it with it. Oddly enough, after taking the fart head on, the turd suddenly felt bigger.
Soon you heard voices and a bright light shone down on you. Your mom was getting off the can, which thankfully let her gas escape. Breathing in fresh air, you looked up past the rim of the toilet and waited for your mom to notice you. More talking and then you saw her. One look at you was all it took to make her laugh.
“Look, a bug under a turd. What are you, a ding beetle now?” Her joke was not appreciated and you rolled your eyes at her. You didn’t expect mercy from her, but you didn’t think the bitch your mom was screwing would let you get flushed down the toilet. You were right as she grabbed some toilet paper, covered her fingers and reached down to grab you. She pinched your head, the only thing not covered by toilet water or the turd, and lifted you up. You squirmed as she crushed your head between her fingers, not staying still until you were right in front of her face. She looked at you closely. You thought she was looking for damage, but like a lot of things, you were wrong.
“Interested, you’re slightly smaller,” Kari said with a tiny grin. You stared incredulously at her, not understanding what she was saying. How could you be smaller? You were already three inches big, how could you get any smaller. It wasn’t until you started noticing the smaller things, like how much bigger Kari’s face was or how thick her fingers were. You were used to the world being huge, but never this big.
“How is this possible? How could I possibly have shrunk again?”
Kari shrugs her shoulders, not looking too bothered to see you smaller. “Beats me, maybe your mom’s farts did something to make you smaller?”
“Don’t be ridicules. Farts don’t shrink people, that’s insane!” you scream at Kari, unwilling to believe that such an idea could possibly be reality. A fart making you smaller was the craziest thing you ever heard, but then Kari said something that made you consider it.
"As insane as a three inch boy? Face it you flea, your very existence is insane. How do you know for sure that farts don't shrink you even more?"
That left you speechless. No one had ever farted on you, so you can’t say you know for sure. It seemed impossible for farts to cause you to shrink more, but you had just survived inside your mom’s ass all night so impossible was looking very possible right now. Unsure of what to think about this disgusting new possibility, Kari wrapped her fingers around your now smaller body and started to leave the bathroom.
“Where are you going? Aren’t you going to clean me up? I’ve been in my mom’s butt all night, I stink!”
“Why should I? Your only going to get dirty again anyway. You might as well get used to the smell.”
That sent a shiver down your spine. It looked like Kari wasn’t done torturing you with your mom’s body. You had known women that got off on abusing you with there bodies, but Kari seemed to be getting all her pleasure out of abusing you with your mom’s body. She wanted you to suffer inside your mom and she had some very wicked ideas on how to do that. The discovery you’d made about farts causing you to shrink had also not been over looked by the evil bitch. She wanted you to suffer in many different ways, and reducing you in size was one of them. You knew you were in trouble, but you had no idea how much trouble yet.
“Don’t worry, when he comes home we can both punish him,” Kari told your mother and then turned her back to her to hide the evil smirk on her face. She really loved your mom, not only was she a wild cat in the sack, but she was as gullible as they come. She could make the blond believe anything. Maybe next she should tell her that giving fellatio to your partner is a great way to lose weight and prevent wrinkles.
“Hard to believe that Steve is gone. I hope he brought an extra pair of boxers, I bet the Foreign Legion go to some really exotic places,” your mom commented without a care, not thinking twice about what she’d been told. She knew Kari wouldn’t lie to her, she was like an angel. She had showed the mother of three all the fun two girls could have in bed, if that wasn’t something that earned sainthood she had no idea what was.
“I heard he was going somewhere hot and muggy, but also in the shade,” Kari lightly commented, fighting down the urge to giggle at her own bad humour. The more she thought about your predicament the happier she became and the happier she got, the hornier she became. She wanted to drag her lover back into the shower and get her dirty all over again, but before she could grab her, your mother sat down on the toilet.
Your mother looked kindly at Kari and asked, “Excuse me, do you mind turning around?”
Grumbling, Kari turned her back to your mother as she did her business. Honestly, she found it a little strange how your mom couldn’t go to the bathroom while she was watching, but had no problem masturbating in front of her while talking dirty. Your mom was a strange woman, even to a sadomasochist like Kari.
Kari listened as your mom grunted and strained, emptying her bowels of everything from last night. She leaned forward on the toilet, grabbing hold of the counter beside her and forced everything out. The sound of something small splashing into the toilet was followed by a louder splash. Kari waited until she heard your mom sigh in relief. Turning around quickly, she saw your mom reaching to flush.
“Hold on, love,” Kari says, realizing there could be more in the toilet then last nights digested dinner. Your mom looks at Kari and for a second, Kari struggles to figure out a reason for your mom not to flush. Grasping at straws she slowly told your mom, “We should save water. Don’t flush until I’ve used the toilet.”
Your mom nods happily, all smiles and oblivious to the trust. Kari turns her head and sighs, she almost lost the most interesting sex toy she had ever had. The thought of you being flushed away and drowning in the sewers didn’t bother her at all, but the thought of it happening when there are so many more cruel ways to torture you bothered her a lot. She might still have your mom flush you down the toilet, but not until she became bored of seeing you squirm.
Pppppfffffrrrrrttt!
“Excuse me!” your mom cried out as her face went red from embarrassment. She had been relaxing her sphincter and a nasty fart had ripped from her rectum. Kari looked at your mother with disgust, but quickly turned into hysterical giggles. She didn’t find your mom’s fart funny, but the idea that you might be in the toilet bowl getting it full blast was a laugh riot. She looked at the blushing milf and smiled warmly at her.
“Don’t worry about it. Let me just finish drying off and I’ll join you in the bedroom. I hear that having sex in the morning makes you more clear headed for the rest of the day.”
“Really?” Your mom trustingly said. Kari just nodded and led her out of the bathroom. She slapped your mom’s tight, soft rump with an open hand slap, earning a tiny shriek from her. Your mom looks at Kari playfully, never knowing anything was wrong. Closing the bathroom door behind her, and locking it to be extra careful, Kari walked over to the toilet. Right away, the smell hit her, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust. Your mom could let lose some really bad stinkers. Pinching her nose between her fingers, Kari looked down. What she saw made her laugh out loud.
You had actually been sleeping when your mom sat down on the toilet. Struggling against her sticky, hot bowels for hours had worn you out and that with the thin air had knocked you out. You had woken up to feel something rubbery pushing against you. The foul waste was against your back, forcing you harder against the rubbery surface before you. For a moment, you thought you were going to be crushed, but then the rubbery surface split open and you found yourself sliding out. As light hit your eyes, you realized that you had been pushing against your mom’s sphincter. You were being shit out of your mom’s ass; this was the best thing ever.
Then you were falling. You were looking up at your mother’s distended asshole one second and the next you hit icy cool water. You won’t lie, feeling that refreshing water hit your skin was heaven after being squeezed through your mom’s dark, hot bowels. Out were able to enjoy your bath for about two second before you saw your mom’s asshole bulge out and something large force its way out. Immediately you started paddling as hard as you could away from the looming log, but you were too slow. It looked like a bus was falling on you, a big steaming, brown, mushy bus. You screamed just as it slammed down on top of you.
It didn’t crush you. After being trapped in your mom’s ass all night, you weren’t going to die in the toilet. Your upper body was pinned against the side of the toilet bowl and the massive piece of feces. Unable to move you stared up at the long, dark valley and the bulging hole, praying nothing more came out or your mom had to pee either. What you ended up getting was a blast of hot, fetid air that blew your hair back. It was a rank, putrid fart that would leave anyone coughing, but you had spent a night in the ass that produced that stinker, you were tougher then most men. The smell was still awful, but you handled it with it. Oddly enough, after taking the fart head on, the turd suddenly felt bigger.
Soon you heard voices and a bright light shone down on you. Your mom was getting off the can, which thankfully let her gas escape. Breathing in fresh air, you looked up past the rim of the toilet and waited for your mom to notice you. More talking and then you saw her. One look at you was all it took to make her laugh.
“Look, a bug under a turd. What are you, a ding beetle now?” Her joke was not appreciated and you rolled your eyes at her. You didn’t expect mercy from her, but you didn’t think the bitch your mom was screwing would let you get flushed down the toilet. You were right as she grabbed some toilet paper, covered her fingers and reached down to grab you. She pinched your head, the only thing not covered by toilet water or the turd, and lifted you up. You squirmed as she crushed your head between her fingers, not staying still until you were right in front of her face. She looked at you closely. You thought she was looking for damage, but like a lot of things, you were wrong.
“Interested, you’re slightly smaller,” Kari said with a tiny grin. You stared incredulously at her, not understanding what she was saying. How could you be smaller? You were already three inches big, how could you get any smaller. It wasn’t until you started noticing the smaller things, like how much bigger Kari’s face was or how thick her fingers were. You were used to the world being huge, but never this big.
“How is this possible? How could I possibly have shrunk again?”
Kari shrugs her shoulders, not looking too bothered to see you smaller. “Beats me, maybe your mom’s farts did something to make you smaller?”
“Don’t be ridicules. Farts don’t shrink people, that’s insane!” you scream at Kari, unwilling to believe that such an idea could possibly be reality. A fart making you smaller was the craziest thing you ever heard, but then Kari said something that made you consider it.
"As insane as a three inch boy? Face it you flea, your very existence is insane. How do you know for sure that farts don't shrink you even more?"
That left you speechless. No one had ever farted on you, so you can’t say you know for sure. It seemed impossible for farts to cause you to shrink more, but you had just survived inside your mom’s ass all night so impossible was looking very possible right now. Unsure of what to think about this disgusting new possibility, Kari wrapped her fingers around your now smaller body and started to leave the bathroom.
“Where are you going? Aren’t you going to clean me up? I’ve been in my mom’s butt all night, I stink!”
“Why should I? Your only going to get dirty again anyway. You might as well get used to the smell.”
That sent a shiver down your spine. It looked like Kari wasn’t done torturing you with your mom’s body. You had known women that got off on abusing you with there bodies, but Kari seemed to be getting all her pleasure out of abusing you with your mom’s body. She wanted you to suffer inside your mom and she had some very wicked ideas on how to do that. The discovery you’d made about farts causing you to shrink had also not been over looked by the evil bitch. She wanted you to suffer in many different ways, and reducing you in size was one of them. You knew you were in trouble, but you had no idea how much trouble yet.
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