Princess Celestia's Living Toilet (Scat)

When you awaken the following morning, you are bathed in sweat, and shivering with fear, you had nightmares about The Brown Reaper.

You look over at Celestia. She's still sleeping. Besides her stands a table filled with the leftovers from her late-night snack from yesterday. Her fuel...

There are the packaging of three different kinds of cheese, two plates with traces of cake crumbs, a big can of coffee, two cans of baked beans, and the stems of many raw chili peppers.

She wakes up, smiles at you, and pats her slightly bloated stomach.

"It's coming, toilet, just you wait."

In a flash of magic, the leftovers disappear, and are replaced with a fresh batch of the same types of food. You look at her eat with your hungry eyes. You didn't even get your daily dose of ass-food yesterday. You're starving. It's the same as yesterday, except for the additions of a bag of chips, some sauteed onions, a bottle of chocolate milk, some caramel fudge, and an avocado.

She sits and eats, while you lay and starve. She notices your hungry look, and her smile turns devious.

"Don't worry, you'll be eating all of this soon enough."

The rest of the day feels like a daze. Luna's comes and makes you drink her scat again. It's rotten as ever. She makes you sniff her asshole, it's pretty stinky. She makes you eat her out, she's somewhat sour down there. She facesits you for a while, then she leaves.

Celestia calls you as she does.

"Get in the bed, I want to sit on you."

You get in, and a moment later her big, stinky ass consumes your face.

She sits down and pins you in the familiar butt chamber. It's not the first time you're here, but knowing that behind her asshole, The Brown Reaper was taking shape fills you with fear.

"Sniff it."

You sniff away at her ass musk. It's so much worse than Luna's.

Her stomach growls. You can hear her insides preparing for your punishment.

"Are you ready for my farts?"

No, you're not, but do you have a choice?

"Take this as an appetizer for what's to come. Trust me, you've never sniffed gas this stinky before. You could call it the breath of The Brown Reaper."

Her stomach growls again, as she repositions herself in your face, grinding her moist asshole across your nose. She tenses, her anus opens.

Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Out of her rump leaks the stinkiest fart you've ever had the misfortune of smelling. It's so disgusting, overpowering, and fecal that you can't help but open your mouth and scream into her fishy vagina. You usually never open your mouth for any reason while she facesits you, because her cunt is always pressing down on it, and you don't want to taste her pussy-filth, ever again. It's unavoidable now, as her fat pussy keeps you from closing your mouth again, and your struggling and screaming makes her stinky smegma, and general mare-filth pour into your mouth like rain.

Even with her pussy assaulting your sense of taste, you barely even register it, as you're still absolutely suffering in the deadly cloud of putrid, rotten fart your torturer just unleashed upon you. It's so unbelievably foul, that you would rather eat the entire bowl of her camembert fueled shit, right now, than sniff just one more of those stinky farts.

With your screaming and squirming, Celestia feels the movement and air pressure of your open mouth on her nether regions.

"Uff, you are a naughty one, aren't you. I had no idea that smelling something so stinky, made you want to eat something so... Well, stinky. Or are you perhaps just doing it just to please me, hoping I will spare you from my fart stench?" She says as she wiggles her plot in your face. Her fart stench still lingers in her ass fur.

"Well if you insist on eating me out, you better get your tongue to work and finish what you started, because I'm not getting off of you before you've made me cum. "

Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Another disgusting reaper-fart makes its way out of her backside. It fills the air, reinforcing its predecessor with the incredible, unbearable stench. It's hard to describe what makes it so stinky, other than its potency. It smells a bit like rotten eggs and boiled cabbage. It's sulfuric, sour and tangy. It has heavy undertones of fecal matter, and it's so concentrated that it's almost visible in the air.

You scream, cry, and wiggle some more, as her ass-cloud torments you.

"Your screaming alone is not satisfactory, quit the foreplay already, and get your tongue in there. You are capable of using your mouth and nose simultaneously, aren't you? Or are you perhaps refusing my orders? Do you seek an even harsher punishment?!"

Amidst your immense suffering, you manage to stuff your tongue up her filthy snatch. The foul taste is powerful, but it's nothing compared to her farts.

Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

You pass out. Even through her spell. Her gas is just too harsh to breathe. Your unconscious tongue slides out of her cunt, right as a piss-flavored gush of cum shoots out.

"What's wrong? Can't handle a little gas?" Celestia says while wiggling her plot in your unconscious face.

"Sleep well, my slave, for when you awaken, I'll be ready to shit."