This choice: Awarded in the end | Go Back Chapter 6: Enter the Blonde Zone (ID #971647) an addition by: Lamnia ![View grossdeviant's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author It is then you realize there are a few piles of clothes in there from different sized people. What did they not leave with their cloths? In the nude?
Then you notice on one shelf a collage of images of poo piles. A few awards for voring quantity, mass, and speed...
One set grabs your attention as you sit there. One series of the images is of what you can read must be her 2 brothers, all happy hanging around her all hugging as if at a game on a nice summer day at some grassy yard. Their names are written on the first photo and it looks like they signed it, before they were assed.
The next image is with 2 pairs of feet sticking out her ass and a swollen sweaty belly and a VERY happy exhausted face on Tracy.
The next image in the series is a image of her squeezing a large 100 pound turd with a belly half its original size, seems darker and more near evening.
The last image is her mother measuring her chest with a tape measure all happy and joyful! In the background you can see items on sale as if a yard sale, obviously from her brothers. Some items in trash cans.
You begin to wonder your chances of making it out of her ass as anything other then a stinky turd. You shake hanging there as it hits you. She 'eats' and it looks like you are next.... What about initiation? Did you fail already? Whats going on?? Did all those piles of cloths mean they went into her ass and never came out alive?
You ponder your fate there all nude, hanging in full view. All tied up, restrained, and clearly she has intentions with her candy chain. And you sit there with your horny engorged cock aimed right at Tracy as she giggles looking at your plight clearly teasing you as she squeezes her large plush pink furry teddy bear.
She then grabs the phone, "Yeah, can you send in service to take my hamper. They can do what they want with the contents... I don't care.... Yes guy cloths." Then she grabs the laundry basket and moves it to the door the whole time skipping to the beat of the music. Her delightful giggles and singing dancing around just makes you more excitable. Her pony tails dance in the air, her long legs spring all over. Like a kid in a candy store, pure and innocent.
You prey she is really really teasing you...? Right? You are a student right? She knows this right?
Part of your wants to laugh at the whole scene, another to cry in terror at your smelly and messy fate... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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