Author's Note

List Of Fetishes:
Face Sitting
Shit Eating
Anal Vore
Farting

Assholes

I cringed in absolute horror as the overwhelming scent of musky ass sweat mixed with natural unpleasant smell of ass created a cocktail of a stench that seemed hellbent on demolishing my sense of smell. I tried to escape this sensory hell, but the enormous masses of fat on either side of my head did a stupendous job of restricting my movements to pitiful head swings.

The scent only worsened as the whale of a Pegasus sitting on my grinds her ass on my face, her pucker coming ever so dangerously close to touching my nose. It took all of my willpower and then some to stop myself from puking right then and there, the pungent scent only got stronger as the pucker got closer.

“Oh c’mon Lightning, if you’re going to sit on my face, at least have the common courtesy to take a shower.” I barely withheld the urge to cough from the stench.

"Uh… I already did, taking a shower at least once a day is the number one unwritten rule of being an athlete." She said as if I was an idiot for saying that. "Just had a long day and you had a sitt-able face." She stated matter of factly, grinding her ass on my face once more. This time, her pucker ever so slightly licked my nose.

How I fought the vomit in my throat back down to my stomach, I had no idea, but it was as much as a miracle as not having my skull shattered by her sheer weight. "But like, you can sit on everyone else's face." I tried to appeal to her sense of logic. "Because this is incredibly annoying." I was growing increasingly upset and was feeling like I want to beat her tits back into her chest.

She sighs, and I assumed rolled her eyes, but with my limited vision, that was yet to be determined. "Because you're the easiest to overcome, being a boy and all, and I want to shit in someone's mouth." She stated nonchalantly.

I, on the other hand, wasn't as nonchalant about what she had said. While I was, admittedly, a bit incredulous when she said it, her declaration was serious when she released a rancid fart that smelled of feces was more than enough evidence to show that she was nothing if not serious.

As any rational person would do when learning their coworker was intending to desecrate in their mouth, I protested strongly, placing both my hands on each cheek and trying my absolute best to push her off. "Wait Lighting, I have a toilet right there, you can use it if you want!" I tried once more to appeal to her sense of logic.

I was relieved when she released my face from that horrid hell, thinking that she saw just how ridiculous she was being, only to have all hope hopelessly crushed. She reached behind with her hand, pushing my face so far up her rear that my nose was on the brink of entering her pucker, before she sat back down.

"Look kid, you really don't have to eat my shit, but either way, I'm still shitting on you." She started, strained grunts filling in between her words as I can only guess in horror that she was pushing whatever was awaiting in her bowels through her system. "Unless you want to be caked in shit, I suggest you open wide…"

She trailed off, straining to push whatever was clogging her bowels out. I could SMELL the waste as it slid down her bowels and would sooner rather than later be right in front of me. Instinctually, but hesitantly, I wretched my mouth open, preparing for the storm that was rapidly nearing.

*PFFFT*

First came the rancid fart, soon followed by a scent I could only describe as nuclear roadkill. Second, a nice, long, and solid turd pushes past her bottom sphincter and touches my tongue.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

In that moment, without even getting a full taste of the turd, I already had the intense desire to burn this entire park to the ground while everyone's asleep. I wanted to shut my mouth right then and there, but the prospect of biting into the log was abhorrent enough to deter me from doing so. As I felt the turd began to cramp in my mouth, I took a hearty swallow and cringed as I felt it slide down my throat, only to quickly throw it aside and brace myself for the next one to descend.

5 minutes felt like 5 meter eternities as I was subjugated to this hell, the constant flow of shit seemed to go on forever as I was forced to swallow all of it, with some smearing the sides of my face. And while I was suffering at the hands of this terrible fate, Lightning was enjoying herself immensely. She moaned and groaned with each log she passed, chuckles laced throughout the ordeal as she found humor in my torment.

Soon enough, my torture wouldn't last long enough, though no shorter than I wished, and I was graced with a break from the fountain of waste. I sputtered and coughed uncontrollably , trying to evacuate the pieces of feces that had caked around the inside of my cheeks, failing miserably.

Consumed by my futile attempt to cleanse my mouth, I barely noticed that Lightning was nearly grinding her ass on my face.

"I know I'm pushing the envelope and you probably hate me, but…" I felt a vacuum like pressure envelope my head and whatever light that seeped through the cracks from under her asscheeks was gone and my entire world was engulfed by a tight darkness that smelled of something indescribably unpleasant. "I don't think you need an explanation."

With one clench, I felt my shoulders sink into the abyss. My face was smeared with the waste that clung to her walls, my fur was nothing if not ruined by the experience. I didn't even struggle speak, or even closed my eyes; just allowed the hatred, anger, and displeasure to fester with each passing second.

With the size disparity between us, it only took her a relatively short amount of time to reach my hips, especially due to my lack of protest. And it seemed she took notice of this.

"No struggle…" She trailed. "You're that pissed, huh?" I felt her pucker reach my knees. "I know that making it up to you is probably impossible at this point, but I'll try to make it up to you. Don't know how, but we'll see what I can do." She promised.

But she was right, I hated her. Not with all my being or any over the top shit like that, I just hated her. She couldn't make it up to me, forcing me to participate in this asinine activity. She just couldn't. I wouldn't let her, no matter what she did, I wouldn't.

It was only a minute or later before I was in her stomach as she laid down, crossing my arms. I heard her sigh and moan, no doubt content with what she did. She didn't say anything to me though, only dozing off a few minutes later.

But I didn't sleep. I couldn't. Feeding the rage and fury inside of me.