The night had gone wonderfully. Todd was home, now and his girlfriend, Jocelyn was with him. She went straight to his room and pretended to drop her purse. Her beautiful blue eyes locked with his, and she wore a teasing grin, as she bent over to retrieve it. She wiggled her perfect, round ass. Todd leapt on to the bed. Jocelyn stared at him blankly. "Don't think you're getting lucky tonight. I'll be right back. Gonna use the bathroom." she said, with a smirk. As soon as she left the room, Todd stripped down. He laid back and waited.

     Jocelyn re-entered the room and saw Todd's discarded clothes. "Yeah, that's not a good start," she muttered. He didn't appear to be in the room. She stripped down to her black lacey underwear and crawled up on the bed.

     Todd woke to a massive earthquake. He must have drifted off. He looked around to discover something very wrong. His room looked... bigger. It looked much bigger. Then he realized it wasn't bigger. He was smaller. As if to confirm this, a shadow fell over Todd. He looked up in horror to find his girl friend crawling up on the bed. She laid down next to him. Todd fell backwards in shock.

     A few minutes passed and Todd managed to snap out of it. He felt movement. Very minor, but it was movement. He traced down the goddess-like body of Jocelyn and saw her feet. They were wiggling. She only did that when she was tired and falling asleep. Todd did not like this one bit. He had to get her attention. "JOCELYN!," he yelled. He was too far down the length of her body to be heard. He was all the way down by her calf. She was laying on her side. Todd knew he'd have to move fast or he wouldn't get to her in time.

     Todd got to her waist, right next to Jocelyn's titanic ass. He had to stop, to catch his breath. While he paused, he stopped and admired his girlfriend’s wonderful rearend. The lace she wore hugged her butt, perfectly. He traced the line of her ass crack that lay beyond. He almost wanted to see her anus. Suddenly, he noticed something. He no longer felt movement. He glanced down at her feet. They had stopped moving. She had fallen asleep. Todd realized the best thing to do was still to get to her head. He felt movement again. He looked up as a shadow fell over him. The massive rearend of his girlfriend was tilting towards him. She was rolling over. "JOCELYN! NO!," he shrieked.

     Todd watched in horror as Jocelyn's butt lowered over him. It was like watching the ceiling of a building collapsing, except for the fact that  it was attached to a damned-near goddess. But he had some luck. Her crack was centered above him. As she lowered, he was not crushed, but instead pinned down. He found himself unable to move, despite his struggles. He laid there, trying to think of what to do. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt Jocelyn's butt cheeks tense up. There came an explosive, almost deafening roar above him. A strong wind surged past Todd. Then the smell hit him. Jocelyn had just farted on Todd in her sleep. Todd choked on the horrendous smell as he gagged. 

     He was shocked. It stunned him that such a beautiful creature could create something so terrible. 

     Suddenly, he noticed a frey in her lingerie. He maneuvered toward it and found himself free... sort of. He was now inside her underwear. But at least he was not trapped under her, anymore. He felt movement, again. Jocelyn rolled over. Beneath him, Jocelyn's titanic ass cheeks parted. He fell straight down and landed, softly. He stared down at her rubbery anus, in horror. The smell coming off of it was sour. Todd withdrew in an automatic reaction of disgust. But he  came back around for another sniff. The smell was so grotesque, yet he was drawn to it. He inhaled deeply, causing himself to choke on the foulness eminating from her hole.

     Suddenly, her beautiful butthole blossomed like the flowers he'd given her earlier that night. The foul wind gusted past him, attempting to lift him up, but failing. Why hadn't it been able to lift him up? Todd tried to move and found himself stuck. "Wonderful," he said. "I'm a bug stuck to my girlfriend's sticky shithole... this isn't what I had in mind when I had planned on getting some booty tonight..."

     An hour passed and Todd remained stuck to her girlfriend's butthole. He was getting desperate. Then a horrifying and disgusting thought came to his mind. He needed something to wash this stuff off... maybe he could lick himself free? The thought sent a chill through his spine.Todd knew it was better than waiting it out. Who knew when Jocelyn would put that thing to use. He closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. He began the nauseating process of licking his girlfriend's shithole in attempt to free himself... and it was working.

     Jocelyn woke up with a shiver. She felt a persistent itch on her butthole. She didn't want to scratch, for fear of Todd seeing. She tensed her stomach and began to push. Jocelyn had attempted to remedy her itch with the clinching of her anus, but instead, she pushed out an explosive fart. She rolled over, blushing. This was only to find that Todd wasn't there.

     Jocelyn's massive booty blast had finished the job for Todd. He had the sickening taste of his girlfriend's ass in his mouth. He banished that thought from his mind. Her butt began to move and it was at that moment that Todd noticed her butthole hadn't closed after that last fart. He stumbled in to her eagerly awaiting shithole.

     Todd fell the distance into his girlfriend's butthole. He landed on something soft. The smell grew worse. He tried to walk, only to find his feet were stuck. They had sunk in something. It felt like quicksand. He struggled but only sank faster. He reached down to pull himself up. To his horror, he found his hands now stuck, too. Then it hit him. He was stuck in a piece of shit in his girlfriend's butt. He continued sinking. Then he saw the light above him dim. Her butthole puckered. Suddenly, he had hope. If she farted, it might be enough to get him out of this literal mess. As anticipated, a roaring thunder tore loose from Jocelyn's anus. However, to Todd's dismay, it assisted him in no way. In minutes, he found himself up to his chin in his own girlfriend's waste. "JOCELYN!," he shrieked with all he had. It was no use.

     Jocelyn was getting worried. She got up and rested on all fours, in the kitten position.

     Her lovely booty began to shudder. Her anus closed tight. With no further warning, Jocelyn pushed out the most monstrous fart, ever. The sound tore from her butt like a terrible thunder. The blast was so powerful, Todd found himself being yanked from her waste and propelled away. Todd was tossed around in his girlfriend's butthole. He found himself at the entrance of it. He was on his hands and knees, choking. His freshest air reeked of shit and the taste of her ass still violated his mouth. There was no way he was staying here.

     Jocelyn felt that annoying itch, again. This time, a little deeper in. Todd wasn't here, so... it couldn't hurt to scratch.

     Todd got to his feet and prepared to leap from his girlfriend's butthole. Suddenly, a black mountain folded inward toward him. He could vaguely see through the lace. His exit became too blocked before he could jump. Jocelyn's underwear-clad pinky pressed up against her butthole. Todd was forced to back up.

    That itch had moved. Jocelyn was annoyed. She had to get rid of it. Todd would never have to know.

     His girlfriend's delicate little pinky squirmed its way into her shithole. Todd tried to push it back, only to find he was too small to give any noticeable resistance. It would crush him, if he didn't move. He had no choice. He had to go deeper.

     Despite the noxious fumes that drove Todd to the point of wanting to vomit, he fled deeper into his girlfriend's shit hole. Jocelyn's pinky pursued.

     Finally, Todd reached a wall. He put his hand on it, only to find how soft it was. It was mushy, and slimy. That, plus the air coming off it told him exactly what that wall was. He was caught between his girlfriend's pinky and a giant piece of shit. He turned around to find his girlfriend's pinky had already arrived. He pressed his back to the wall of waste. He did the only thing he could do. He screamed bloody murder.

     Jocelyn heard a strange squeak. It was tiny and almost unnoticeable. "That almost sounded like it came from... my....I wonder if..." She paused her pinky.

     Todd saw the pinky stop. She had heard him! He had never felt so much relief in his life. "JOCELYN! I'M HERE! I'M IN YOUR BUTT!," he screamed.
     Jocelyn heard the squeak again, and shifted uneasily. The squeak fell silent.

     By some miracle, Jocelyn's pinky had let some sound through.. but after that shift, it was no longer there. Todd's screams were no longer audible.

     "Huh. Weird... I wonder if..." Jocelyn paused in thought.  Todd’s heart pounded. Yes. Yes! "Nah.... Couldn't be". Her pinky thrust forward. Todd felt himself being pressed into his girlfriend's shit. Jocelyn heard and felt a wet crunch. She yanked her pinky out, in alarm. She was happy to find the itch was  mostly gone.

     Jocelyn then got up and began what no doubt would have been a sexy strut back to the restroom. Todd caught brief glimpses of light, with each step. But finally, the light shown consistently. He wanted to make his way toward it, but he was in such pain. He was sure had multiple broken bones. But it turned out that he didn't need to move. Jocelyn's magnificent bottom suddenly erupted. Todd was pulled free of the waste into which he had been mashed. He landed softly, though it still caused great pain. He looked around, still choking from the horrific expulsion that Jocelyn had just launched. He realized that he was on the toilet paper roll... in her bathroom.

     Jocelyn had seen the small speck fling from her own ass, as she began to plant her rearend on the toilet. She was disgusted, but wanted to sit down before looking. She had to look. It had landed on the toilet paper roll, anyway. She could multitask just fine.

     As Jocelyn's bottom erupted into the toilet, her eyes travelled and locked on the "speck". Todd watched her blue eyes lock onto him and study him, in disgust. He tried to get excited, but it hurt too much to do so. That and the fact that while she studied him, she was still unleashing hell on the waters below her. Jocelyn's eyes suddenly widened, in both shock and surprise. She recognized Todd. He was so relieved. But her expression soon changed. She developed a nervous look and then bit her bottom lip, as if making a difficult decision.

     Jocelyn was trying realizing that if Todd had actually been inside her butt, he had seen unspeakable things. Things that would make her unable to face him again, or talk about this "stuff" Plus, he looked badly injured. She had not clue what to do about that. All that Jocelyn could think to do, if she truly cared, was to be somewhat merciful. With that said, she couldn't bring herself to take direct action. So she did the only thing that crossed her mind. She knew he would understand.

     Todd watched as Jocelyn reached for him. Her hand lifted the toilet paper and folded it up, with him on top. As she brought it closer to her, her expression turned apologetic. Todd watched as she began to lower both Todd and Todd's soft, white platform, instead of raising it. He was confused. But as he approached her amazing ass, and her beautiful buttcheeks parted, things became slightly clearer.... so to speak.  As the terrible smell began to assault him, Todd attempted to protest. She was trying to be "humane". But this was not the way to go about it. He watched in terror as he approached her butthole. She dragged him through her butt product. The gunk smeared all over him, until he reached her butthole. The pressured forced him right into the glorious rearend that he so very much admired, along with the remnants of her waste. Todd was returned to hell.

     Jocelyn finished up and went t bed. She just wanted to forget this whole thing. But she also determined that if she found him alive in the morning, she wouldn't be able to force herself to keep him there. "If you survive the night, I'll save you.," she said, unsure if he could hear. She drifted off to sleep.

     Unfortunately, when she woke up, Jocelyn wasn't really fully processing.  Todd awakened, still in horrible pain. He remembered her words. This was it! She was walking. Once again, he saw the light streaming into Jocelyn's butthole. But something different happened. Her bottom inverted. He felt the impact of her sitting down. Todd watched in horror as her asshole puckered shut. He felt the pressure, the heat, and sudden movement of the slime in which he had spent the night. Todd was suddenly alert. Despite the pain, he pulled his strength and screamed.

     Jocelyn sat on the toilet. Her stomach rumbled. She yawned and decided do her business. She was trying to remember something nagging at the back of her memory. What was it?

     Todd had never felt more afraid and helpless in his life. Her beautiful booty had consumed him again, and again.  Now, there was no way out. He knew what was coming next. As Jocelyn began to relax, Todd felt the new shift, in her butthole. "JOCELYN! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!," he shrieked, for the final time, as both he, mixed in with Jocelyn's dinner were spewed carelessly from the perfect ass of the perfect girl.