This choice: It's even worse than Erza's and Lucy's! • Go Back...Chapter #30Wendy's shit is the worst thing you've ever tasted by: Devious   Your eyes widen in disgust and straight up fear from the vile substance that has just entered your mouth! It feels like you've gone into cardiac arrest or something. You can't breathe nor move your body whatsoever. Somewhere deep inside of your mind you imagine this all being a bizzare dream, but is quickly brought back to reallity as another fart leaves Wendy's asshole, filling the bowl up with her horrid stench. The turd sticking out of your mouth is still hasn't moved and you are terrified that she might let out another one right now. How can this little girl's shit taste this bad? Especially after her piss not being that bad?
"A...are you okay down there mister toilet? You don't look to good?"
You look up to see the worried look of Wendy's face looking down between her legs. You try to hide your disgust since you don't want to disappoint her but it proves harder than holding your face after drinking absinth.
"Is it really that bad? I.....I'm sorry..." She says with a sad pout.
You manage to give her a weak smile. "Ng...nho" You say with your mouth open and the tears streaming down your cheeks. There is no other choice than to consume her foul extrement. You think about the punishment that may come from Levy and the others if you dare to spit it out. At least they easend your gag reflex by fucking your throat during surgery, otherwise there is no way you'd be able to keep this filth inside your mouth, let alone swallow it.
*Chomp* Finally you do it. You bite down into the foul turd in your mouth. Oh GOD! Why, why why!? How can anything even be this disgusting!? As you bite into the foul piece of Wendy's shit, the taste you thought couldn't be worse, doubles by a tenfold, spreading all across your tastebuds. *Gag* Even now, when your gag reflex should barely exist you still gag. Wendy's shit taste explodes inside off our mouth and you start to sweat like crazy and your body begins to shake. It tastes like the most rotting thing on earth has been eaten and processed over and over again and now it's been deposited into your sewer mouth. You keep chewing, while fighting the urge to beg her to kill you. This is literal hell! You would have thought you'd get used to the taste of shit by now but it just keeps getting worse!
After finally getting the not even big piece of waste down your throat, you've never felt more relieved in your life. Your tastebuds is burning and the aftertaste in your mouth still tastes like her fresh shit. You take a deep breath, which only reminds you of the stench inside your bowl.
"Good job down there! Like I said I'm terribly sorry if my.....uhm....poop isn't to your liking. I....Is it okay for me to keep going.....?"
Keep going!? Even though getting that shit down was the most foul and gruesome task yet.......it seems like that was nothing more than the start of her visit. She probably have much more in store for you. You look into her innocent eyes with your own broken and tortured ones. You don't see any spite or disgust in them, only pity. Why did this girl, who might just be the only one not wishing to see you suffer, have the worst tasting shit out of all of them!? You can't bring yourself to tell her off however. The fright of what will happen if your don't act like a good toilet for every fairy tail girl, and the fear of disappointed the only girl with the hope of getting on your side, is to strong.
"M...Miss Wendy.......I don't mind your waste at all.........I'ts just......so good that my body is spazzing out in excitement that is! A...and the look on my face is just......because I didn't want to smile to make you think I'm a......a freak, that's the truth! Go ahead and use my sewer mouth the way I should be used, it would be an honor!" You say all of this with your voice just a second from breaking the whole time. You wish you could break down into tears and beg her for mercy, but your only option is to please these girls to avoid this hell being even worse.....
"R...really!? I never would have guessed hihi! I mean sure, I can't understand why you'd want to eat our nasty poop like this, but I'm not going to judge you! I will be more than happy to help you live out this.....dream of yours every day!" She giggles and prepares to continue her restroom visit. "I'm going to continue now!"
*Sob* You can't hold back a silent sob. Luckily......or unluckily, she doesn't hear it.
*Prrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhp* Since you just told her this is exactly what you want. Wendy doesn't hold back anymore. Her little hold expands once more, only this time her turd is twice the size. It plops into your open mouth, but is to big and half off it ends up breaking off onto your face, right beneath your nose. Wendy doesn't stop there either, she keeps on giving out little grunts as her asshole expand yet again. You don't even have the mentality to even start on the second surprisingly big turd, before the others start raining down. With heavy thuds, three more turds even bigger than the first one falls down onto your face, almost covering it up completely. By the time she has released her whole bowel movement, nothing more than your left eye and a small space between your nostrils and one of her logs. You have to sniff loudly against the warmth radiating turn to not die from lack of oxygen.
"Wow.....you're completely covered! I....is that because you want to be so? Do you want to sleep with my poop on your face all night hihi, is that why you haven't started eating it yet? I can't see your face so I'm going to have to assume so from your words before....Well alright then! I guess I'll have to wipe myself this time then and leave. I wish you the best of luck toilet-boy!" Wendy wipes herself and throws the paper into the bowl where it lands just below your chin. She gives you a little wave before leaving you under the mountain of waste she burried you under.
You remain there in utter agony. Just like with the first turd you can't bring yourself to chew it down. Just the thought of having to consume everything currently in this bowl makes you want to just give up. Your head has also started spinning even more by now, and you're pretty sure you are close to passing out.
Do you pass out with the risk of getting punished? Or do you find the inner strength to peform your duties as Fairy Tails toilet slave?
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