It’s difficult to feel horny without any reproductive organs, but that’s pretty close to the emotion that you’re overcome with. Nicole took in your soul, controlled it and used her Godlike power over you to transform you into live waste, fulfilling your innermost wish.
“I’m glad you’re happy.” Nicole says. You’re startled. Can she read your thoughts? Can she know what you’re feeling?
“Of course I can.” She speaks aloud, answering your questions. “I digested your soul.” You can’t even begin to fathom how this works. How are you even having thoughts? You’re a piece of shit.
Nicole giggles at this. “Okay,” she says, “Since I only have a little while longer with you inside of my body, I’m going to go ahead and enjoy it. I can’t wait to see you in just a little bit, though!”
Enjoy it? You wonder what that means. You decide not to ask any questions for a little bit though and just take in the sensation of being inside her digestive tract.
You can’t tell if it’s the walls of her intestine that are slimy or if it’s your exterior, or more likely both. The walls hug you tightly, compressing and almost crushing you. The heat is overwhelming due to the tight quarters, Nicole’s body heat and the friction as you pass through her intestines down into her bowels. You’ve not been a turd for very long, but you find that you very quickly lose all sense of time in the seemingly endless tract of her intestines.
As you near her colon and your release in to the world, you feel a trembling coming from the outside. You hear Nicole’s lungs, filling and contracting with air, and a distant moan coming from her vocal cords. Now you understand what she meant by enjoying having you in her body. You can’t blame her, though. Were you anatomically capable, you’d be getting off right now too. The excitement overwhelms you as you near your reentry into your new life; a life as Nicole’s shit.
Nicole decides that it is time for you to be released. You hear her breath return to normal and the trembling stops as she stands up and begins to walk. You can feel each step as her lower intestine moves back and forth, until finally she stops, lowers her pants and prepares to drop a load.
As tight as the trip through her intestines has been, the trip through her anus is even tighter, but you can now feel the end approaching. As you emerge from her anus you feel the cool air around you, freeing you from her sultry digestive tract, and you begin to experience the world for the first time in your new form; a long, foul, light brown log of Nicole’s waste. Nicole grunts as the last of your digested soul slides out of her ass and you land in…