Princess Celestia's Living Toilet (Scat)

You cry, you struggle in your bindings, and you whimper. Celestia just giggles in response.

There is a flash of light and you are teleported to a large luxurious suite. Probably her bedroom. Your bindings have been removed, and in front of you is something you never thought you'd encounter in your life again, water.

You slurp down the water with an unmatchable passion, momentarily forgetting your trouble. It's not even close to enough to cleanse your thirst, but it's blissful. Then she appears. Celestia stands in front of you, overshadowing your tiny body, making you instinctively curl into a ball. Her cruel smirk is tearing you apart.

"I should probably tell you, my little traitor, that I do not wash my ass and marecunt, to keep them as disgusting for my slaves as possible." Her evil smile seems almost kind now, like she's about to ease you into your new position.

"The smells may be overwhelming in the beginning, so in order to not make you die from shock, I've decided that on your first day here, you are not going to be my toilet, or... At least I won't make you eat poop. You are just going to be my sniffing slave."

You don't answer. You don't even feel relieved, you just lie there and whimper.

"Get up." Celestia commands.

You slowly rise your meek body to its hooves.

She turns around, presenting to you her ass. As she lifts up her tail revealing to you her pink-brown anus and pussy, even though you are half a meter away, the overpowering stench of her grimy hindquarters attack your senses violently. How that was possible is beyond you, and in your weakened state, you would've surely fallen back over from the foulness alone, had the Princess not picked you up with her magic. She levitated you towards her. As you get closer to the source of the disgusting mixture of stinkiness, it's foulness intensifies. You try to breathe through your mouth, only to cough out the revolting air immediately, as it defiled your tastebuds. Celestia giggles mildly. You hold your breath, and a moment later your face is resting with your snout right in between her two vile holes, smothered by her large sweaty ass cheeks. Your eyes are watering from the mere presence of her rump.

Celestia giggles again.

"My pussy hasn't been cleaned in over 500 years." She proudly proclaims, whilst wiggling her rump lightly in your face.

"As for my anus..." She licks her lips in an almost seductive manner.

"I haven't as much as wiped in 10.000 years."

She leans forward, separating her tight ass cheeks apart, and lowering your snout down to her slimy cunt.

"And now my, sniffing slave, you better start sniffing."

You do as you're told, and inhale. The musky, mucky, vile stench of 500 years of pussy-slime, fill your tortured lungs. You wish you were dead. It's sweet and bitter, rotten and fishy, revolting and piss-scented, all at the same time. You feel the princess insert your snout in between the tight walls of her hellish cunt. The slimy marejuices smear across your face. You sniff again inside her tunnel, and you're fed a much more rotten fishiness emitting like gas from inside of her. It's unbearable. She holds you tight, forcing you to smell it once more. Then she pulls you out, your face smeared with her foulness.

She lifts you upwards, towards her disgusting butthole. You stare into the repulsing exit of her rump, her very fur around it is stained a distinguished brown color, that even climbs up the dock of her tail. The hole itself was pinker than it was brown, (though shit was without a doubt present.) It was, like her pussy beneath it, bathed in a thick layer of filthiness, culminating the sweat, musk, shit, and farts of 10.000 years into a horrifically stinky asshole.

Reluctantly, you start sniffing.

As you take your first sniff of her grimy pucker, you lose control of your stomach. Her pussy was one thing, but her anus was on a whole other level of smelly. Luckily, since you've been starved there is nothing to throw up, but the pathetic sounds you make, makes the princess chuckle and rub her greasy asshole even tighter against your nose.

It smells like ass. There is no other way to describe it. It is clearly the stench of a very dirty anus, only a 1000 times more potent, and accompanied by the combined stench of every type of feces imaginable, and a mild but everpresent dose of every kind of disgusting fart to go along. The revolting stench mixture makes you wish she would stuff you back into her rotten, fishy cunt instead. At least in there, you only wish you were dead, instead of feeling like dying.

The princess notices your reluctantly.

"You better start sniffing my plot like you mean it, or I'm going to revoke your get out of toilet duty free card."

Against your own will, you manage to take another breath. Your stomach turns again. The princess doesn't move you. You are forced to take a third, fourth and even a fifth breath, before the princess finally moves you down to her cunt once more, and stuffs your stained snout directly back into her fish-corpse cave.

She goes back and forth between the two stink sources for a while, making you truly endure her repulsive malodours, before she throws you away.

You hit the ground, tumble around, and you stay there. Your entire face is smeared with her disgusting, slimy filth.

"That's enough for now." Celestia proclaims, while walking away from you, approaching her bed.