You succumb within minutes of the acid entering your body. You don’t know if it’s your heart or lungs or your brain that the acids digested first, but once they got inside of you, it was all over. The pain was unbearable, but at least it didn’t last too long. Your soul is snuffed out of existence, while the girls go on with their days; Rachel a little bummed by the whole thing and Nancy proudly showing off her “boy belly”. Boy bellies were often a status symbol in high school… a show of who the dominant girls in the school were. Nancy, of course, always loved showing off how dominant she was over men. Most of her friends and teachers didn’t even notice you stewing away in her gut… seeing an expanded Nancy was something of second nature.
What was a bit of a shock was after lunch, when Rachel and Nancy reconvened to analyze the after effects of their experiment, Nancy’s belly swelling had not gone down any. Usually a body would digest and the belly would have been reduced by that time, in preparation for elimination, but somehow Nancy looked just as full as when she’d stuffed you down her throat.
“He’s really making a big bulge.” Rachel comments “You don’t think that…”
“No. I haven’t felt a kick all day.” Nancy says, grinning like a cheshire cat.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Rachel asks.
“You don’t know what happened?” Nancy replies smugly.
“What?” Rachel is heavily confused.
“Well, you’re about to see.” Nancy says. “You’re going to want to get the video camera, though.”
“To tape you taking a shit?” Rachel exclaims.
“It’s science. Nature at work.” Nancy smirks.
Rachel obeys and gets a camera. Rather than go to a toilet, Nancy insists that they do it right there in the classroom. Rachel rolls her eyes at this, but again complies, as she unfolds a tarp for your remains to be shat out on to while Nancy lowers her pants. She hums a little tune and wiggles her butt back and forth happily while Rachel positions the camera.
“This is the… results for Test Subject Troy” Rachel dictates into the camera as Nancy, hanging her pasty fat rump up in the air, goes about her business. The first thing to emerge is a thick, dark clump of shit that balls up around her anus before falling to the ground with a wet smack on the tarp. Rachel winces as she video tapes it. It reminded her of watching a horse take a shit.
Then the surprise occurred. Emerging next from Nancy’s rear end was a waste covered foot. Rachel gasps as she recognizes your foot and ankle being forced out of her friends anus. It’s covered in gross shit stains, but is otherwise perfectly intact. Soon, the other foot starts to crown, and your legs begin to emerge.
“Oh my God, Nancy!” Rachel exclaimed. “He’s still in one piece.”
“Yep.” Nancy says with a grunt as she now pushes harder to get your waist out of her body. With a tremendous fart and an childish giggle from Nancy, your hips begin to protrude. Rachel gasps with excitement and comes out from behind the camera. She grabs on to your legs to help remove you from Nancy’s butthole.
“Rach, you might…” Nancy starts to warn, but can’t finish the sentence as she’s struggling too much to pass a human body through her rectum. Rachel doesn’t seem to mind that your body is coated in Nancy’s feces… big clumps of it sticking to you all over and smears everywhere else. She tugs and tries to pull you out while Nancy forces from the other end and your chest appears. With one last push, Nancy forces out your arms and head and you fall from her exposed butt to the tarp on the ground. Rachel steps back to look at you, covered in Nancy’s waste, single handedly one of the grossest sights she’s ever laid eyes on. Nancy chuckles a bit more as she forces out more waste and, with another gross fart, drops a steaming log of her shit right on the middle of your face.
“Nancy!” Rachel chastises her, “He made it through.”
“No he didn’t.” Nancy laughs. The both turn around and crouch over your face as Nancy opens up your closed eye lids. As she does so, feces pours out of your eye sockets where your missing eyes used to be. Rachel instantly pukes at the sight, her vomit spilling all over your face.
“Eww.” Nancy says. “We’re going to have to clean that!” Rachel takes a stunned step back as Nancy opens your mouth. Again, it is loaded with shit.
“How did that…” Rachel asks astonished.
“The formula protected the outside, but the inside’s all poop now.”
“Nancy, that’s so gross, we have to get rid of it right now.” Rachel says, no longer referring to you as a person.
“We can’t get rid of him.” Nancy says “He’s…