After being hit by the blinding light, Eric felt his skin become incredibly tingly and hot as if he was melting. This intense feeling lasted only a minute and eventually he opened his eyes to see... darkness. All around him was complete darkness, scared, he tried to talk but found he was unable to move his mouth. His skin still felt incredibly hot and sweaty and his environment was musky and smelled like ass. In front of him, he could make out the faint outlines of some white hills but other than that it was pitch black.
"What is going on!?!?" He thought to himself, suddenly from somewhere above him, Tommy's voice rang out.
"Oh shit, Eric!? Where.. I mean what are you?". He could feel a weird sensation like the one you get on a roller coaster and he couldn't place a finger on why. The two giant hills began to swash every time this feeling overcame him. It was in that instant that Eric realized he must have been transformed into something, the question was what? More importantly where was he? Was he in Tommy's pocket? Where ever it was, it was dark and humid, he just needed to wait until Tommy could find him and save him. The loud noise of Tommy's mom busting into the room scared him. He listened to the exchange between Tommy and his mother and was relieved after she left and Tommy said "Okay Eric, don't panic I'll figure this out!". If anyone knew how to figure this out, it was Tommy right? He has the most experience with this gun after all.
After an hour of waiting for rescue, Eric could feel his new environment getting even hotter and somehow more moist as beads of water formed around him. Suddenly a huge drop of water slide down from above him and landed in his mouth. The water was incredibly salty and Eric found himself unable to spit it out. Not long after that, he hears some rustling as Tommy must be searching his clothes. Relieved he will finally be discovered in Tommy's pocket, this relief is short lived as light floods into his prison, once again blinding him.
As his vision slowly returns once again, the first thing he notices is that the white hills in front of him were lined with what looked like small fine hairs. "Odd.." he thought to himself. That is until he felt some more movement in which Tommy was bending over to lay out his clothes in order to try the gun on them. Eric watched as the white hills parted and directly in front of him was Tommy's wall mounted mirror. Looking directly ahead, he sees his best friend standing completely naked.
"Oh dude gross!" He thinks to himself diverting his gaze. Until he realized what that truly meant for him. He quickly looked back into the mirror, focusing on Tommy's ass which was slightly parted. There was nothing in between the two fat butt cheeks that he could see which meant that he was...
"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" Eric's mind began to run a thousand miles an hour. He wasn't just on Tommy's person, he was a PART of Tommy's person! "NO FUCKING WAY, NO FUCKING WAY DUDE!" he pleaded coming to the horrifying realization that the gun had turned him into Tommy's asshole. He watched in panicked horror as Tommy finished using the gun on his clothes, unsuccessful in finding him, he began to stand back up. Eric was helpless as he watched the giant milky butt cheeks come crashing down on him, forcing him back into darkness. From above he hears "The gun was malfunctioning, I doubt it actually transformed him. Well whatever, that guy was a jerk anyway, I hope I never see him again!". Tommy was giving up on looking for him!?
"TOMMY PLEASE, KEEP LOOKING! YOU DIDN'T TRY IT ON YOURSELF!" Eric pleads as he feels the pressure of Tommy putting his pants back on.
The sensation of movement returned as Eric could feel Tommy heading out of his room, his massive butt cheeks swishing back and forth with each step, the supple fat shaking as his feet make impact on the ground. Pretty soon, those same butt cheeks compacted and smashed into his face as Tommy took a seat in the kitchen.
"Hey mom, what're you making for lunch?" He hears Tommy ask.
"I figured you'd just eat the left over Taco Bell in the fridge from the other night. If that's not good enough for you, tough luck young man." His mother shoots back. With that, she flings open the fridge and begins to reheat the two day old Taco Bell. Eric is able to make out this conversation which causes an immense amount of dread to wash over him. Tommy absolutely loved Taco Bell but the heavily processed food always made him incredibly gassy.
"No please! Anything but that!" Eric pleads in his own head. Up above, he could hear Tommy absolutely gorging himself on the fake Mexican food. One taco, two taco, three taco.. the number just kept piling up until it was around five or six. Finally the munching and lip smacking ends but is soon followed up by a loud EEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP as Tommy lets loose a massive belch. The unrelenting butt cheeks soon give way as Tommy stands up.
"Thanks mom, I'm gonna head outside to play some basketball, be home for dinner!" He says. Eric's world is thrown into chaos as Tommy runs out of the door. Both of the huge butt cheeks shake violently as the fatty glutes clap together on his face. This is made worse once Tommy reaches the nearby courts where he spends several hours balling it up with some of the other local kids. For the entire time, Eric's mouth is filled with nothing but butt sweat as the super salty liquid continues to flow over him. Eric is granted a small reprieve as Tommy begins to head home, however this reprieve is short lived as ominous gurgles and groans begin to emit from behind him.
Walking home, Tommy is absolutely covered in sweat. The fourteen year old is elated as he scored the most points, sealing the victory for the final game for his team. As he walks down the street, he feels a huge amount of pressure building up in his guts and he casually begins to let loose some boisterous farts.
To Eric, the horrifying groaning noises were getting closer and closer until he could feel his mouth start to bloat just before opening against his will as a deafening PHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTT bellowed out of his mouth, giving him the sensation of a monstrous burp. The sweltering hot gas caused his whole body to vibrate as the foul wind pass through. The smell was incredibly bad, rotten eggs mixed with expired milk consumed all of Eric's senses. PHBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTT another huge fart escapes from his still open mouth. This continued on for nearly the entire walk home until Eric felt like something was in the back of his throat. Something behind him left him wanting to gag and throw up, the thought of what it is terrified him.
Up above, Tommy catches a whiff of the foul fart he unleashed. "Pee-yew! That Taco Bell is really fighting back!" He says to himself. Arriving back home, he greets his mother who tells him dinner is almost ready. He then feels more pressure building up in his back door so he begins to bee line for the bathroom, where he drops his pants and plants his butt on the cold porcelain toilet.
Light is returned to Eric's world finally as Tommy drops his pants down, the overwhelming sense of nausea was getting worse by the second and he was shocked to find the appearance of the toilet a relief. After a brief pause of awkward silence, Tommy begins to grunt. Eric's mouth begins to open again.
PHTTTTT
PHBBBBBBTTTTT
Two smaller farts erupt from his mouth, then the worst thing imaginable happens. From Eric's mouth, a huge brown turd begins to poke out as his mouth opens wide around the smelly log. Slowly the foul excrement pushes it's way out which to Eric's surprise lessens the amount of nausea he has. The slimy turd rolls over his whole body and even though he lacks a physical tongue, he could taste the incredibly sour log the entire time it exited. Pretty soon, the massive turd had snaked it's way out of Eric's mouth and was nearly touching the water below before Eric's mouth clamped down on the small section of turd left, cutting the log off sending it splashing down below. His mouth flexed a few times which managed to dispel the last chunk of crap from inside him.
The awkward silence returned as Eric was left with his mouth slightly agape, covered in Tommy's shit until he saw a huge white wall of paper heading towards him. The soft toilet paper collided with his mouth, causing it to shut as Tommy did him the favor of cleaning him up. He can hear Tommy sigh as the huge hand releases the soiled paper into the waters below, and the huge butt cheeks come clapping together sealing him in darkness once again.
"Phew, Taco Bell really did a number on me this time! Time for round two!" Tommy says before he saunters out to the dining room to have dinner. Tommy would return to school Monday to find that Eric had gone missing over the weekend. A sense of regret developed over him as he realized that Eric was probably turned into something in his room but the gun was unable to change him back. Little did the young teen know, that Eric was a permanent part of his body and for the rest of his life, every time he ate at his favorite restaurant, Taco Bell, Eric was the one who paid the price for it.
As for Eric, after a month of being Tommy's anus, he quickly began to lose his mind until he was nothing more than a unknown slave to Tommy. He craved for his best friend to send down huge logs of crap for him to expel.
Eric's parents kept the search for him up for many years before giving up. Tommy would visit them frequently in the hope that he could clear his guilty consciousness. Every time Tommy was over, his parents wouldn't have ever guessed that Eric was closer than ever, transformed into the anus of the young man who kept them company.
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