Wiped Out
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
All around you was your mom’s stadium sized sphincter. Her plump ass cheeks were literally mountains to you that you and would take days to climb. Beyond that was only toilet water and, the white porcelain was out of your sight. You’d get jostled around when your mom stood up, but if you held on tight you’d be fine. You reassured yourself of that as your mom moved and everything shook. Clinging to the flesh you waited for her to get off the toilet. Your mom wasn’t getting up, she was just shifting to the side as she lowered a piece of toilet paper between her legs. You stared at the giant piece of toilet paper, mouth open in surprise and shock as it came down.
“Mom!” You might as well be a million miles from your mom because she can’t you at this size. No one ever will unless they have you standing in their ear, not that you’ll even learn that. You feel a hundred mile long piece of toilet paper hit you, pressed you down into the filthy, rubbery inner sphincter. You think you’re done for, that you’ll end up a microscopic red smear on your mom’s rectum, but instead your carried off the sphincter with the rest of the left over crap.
For a second you are hanging in the air on the soiled toilet paper, your mom’s mountainous ass cheeks and sphincter above you and the soiled toilet water beneath, then your mom lets go.
You fall for miles, knowing that when you hit the water its over. You almost hope the fall kills you, but you survive impact splashing down on top of the toilet paper. You just lay there, panting for air and staring at your personal hell above you. You always thought your mom had a nice butt, never knowing the many levels of hell it could inflict on you. A few feet away the turd floats there like an island and even thought your currently sitting on used toilet paper, you prefer it to the huge brown landmass.
Light pours in as your mom rises, not looking at you or what she’s left in the toilet. She is so high above you that her head might as well be in outer space. You wave your hands around franticly and scream, but your mom doesn’t see or hear her microscopic son. She reaches to flush and you brace yourself, but a voice much louder then yours stops.
“Hold it! I need to check something.” Your mom pulls her hand away and steps back, her clueless, beautiful face replaced by the cruel, spiteful face of Kari. She just saved you, which you’d be thankful for if you didn’t hate her with every fiber of your being. She’s looking for you, trying to find an inch tall boy when you’re more the size of a fleck of skin. You despise her, but you still try to get her attention, nearly jumping up and down on the toilet paper attempting to get her to see you. Her eyes carefully scan every inch of the toilet and they fall directly on you, and then she moves on. She can’t see you, which can only mean that you really are completely fucked. If someone searching for you can’t see you then what chance does your mom, a woman that has no clue you’ve further shrunken or that your hear, have at seeing you?
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing, nothing at all,” Kari says as she turns to your mom, a playful smile on her face. “Lets go to bed. I’ve really been abusing your sexy butt lately. Maybe I should give it a few kisses to make it feel better.”
Kari head vanishes and your left in the toilet, trapped with nothing but used toilet paper and your mom’s feces, nearly invisible and with no clue on what your going to do to save yourself. However, you can’t give up, you’ve survived everything else and you’ll survive this. You’ll get back to your mom and see Kari punished for everything. You didn’t have the option to give up now, not when you were so close. Maybe you could break down the toilet paper and use it as a rope to escape or climb up the bowl when it dries and isn’t as slippery. You’ll figure something out, you will survive!
Smiling happily, your mom follows Kari into the bedroom, but pauses a second before leaving the bathroom. She was so forgetful all the time, failing to do the most simple things. Eager to feel her lover’s lips on her fine booty and hopefully rediscover that wonderful sensation that had come from deep inside her, your mom turned back into the bathroom and quickly flushed the toilet. She didn’t stick around to watch the swirling vortex swallow up her waste. She had more important things on her mind, like trying out that new butt plug Kari had bought. She was lucky her son wasn’t around the house anymore or he’d have to bear with the uncomfortable sight of watching his own mother rediscovering her sexuality. Lucky him.
“Mom!” You might as well be a million miles from your mom because she can’t you at this size. No one ever will unless they have you standing in their ear, not that you’ll even learn that. You feel a hundred mile long piece of toilet paper hit you, pressed you down into the filthy, rubbery inner sphincter. You think you’re done for, that you’ll end up a microscopic red smear on your mom’s rectum, but instead your carried off the sphincter with the rest of the left over crap.
For a second you are hanging in the air on the soiled toilet paper, your mom’s mountainous ass cheeks and sphincter above you and the soiled toilet water beneath, then your mom lets go.
You fall for miles, knowing that when you hit the water its over. You almost hope the fall kills you, but you survive impact splashing down on top of the toilet paper. You just lay there, panting for air and staring at your personal hell above you. You always thought your mom had a nice butt, never knowing the many levels of hell it could inflict on you. A few feet away the turd floats there like an island and even thought your currently sitting on used toilet paper, you prefer it to the huge brown landmass.
Light pours in as your mom rises, not looking at you or what she’s left in the toilet. She is so high above you that her head might as well be in outer space. You wave your hands around franticly and scream, but your mom doesn’t see or hear her microscopic son. She reaches to flush and you brace yourself, but a voice much louder then yours stops.
“Hold it! I need to check something.” Your mom pulls her hand away and steps back, her clueless, beautiful face replaced by the cruel, spiteful face of Kari. She just saved you, which you’d be thankful for if you didn’t hate her with every fiber of your being. She’s looking for you, trying to find an inch tall boy when you’re more the size of a fleck of skin. You despise her, but you still try to get her attention, nearly jumping up and down on the toilet paper attempting to get her to see you. Her eyes carefully scan every inch of the toilet and they fall directly on you, and then she moves on. She can’t see you, which can only mean that you really are completely fucked. If someone searching for you can’t see you then what chance does your mom, a woman that has no clue you’ve further shrunken or that your hear, have at seeing you?
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing, nothing at all,” Kari says as she turns to your mom, a playful smile on her face. “Lets go to bed. I’ve really been abusing your sexy butt lately. Maybe I should give it a few kisses to make it feel better.”
Kari head vanishes and your left in the toilet, trapped with nothing but used toilet paper and your mom’s feces, nearly invisible and with no clue on what your going to do to save yourself. However, you can’t give up, you’ve survived everything else and you’ll survive this. You’ll get back to your mom and see Kari punished for everything. You didn’t have the option to give up now, not when you were so close. Maybe you could break down the toilet paper and use it as a rope to escape or climb up the bowl when it dries and isn’t as slippery. You’ll figure something out, you will survive!
Smiling happily, your mom follows Kari into the bedroom, but pauses a second before leaving the bathroom. She was so forgetful all the time, failing to do the most simple things. Eager to feel her lover’s lips on her fine booty and hopefully rediscover that wonderful sensation that had come from deep inside her, your mom turned back into the bathroom and quickly flushed the toilet. She didn’t stick around to watch the swirling vortex swallow up her waste. She had more important things on her mind, like trying out that new butt plug Kari had bought. She was lucky her son wasn’t around the house anymore or he’d have to bear with the uncomfortable sight of watching his own mother rediscovering her sexuality. Lucky him.
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