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Rosemary, the Toilet Goddess, is as cruel as she is manipulative; you'll do as she asks.
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Chapter #5

Shit down his throat.

    by: Carl Author IconMail Icon
The Goddess opened the door for her target. The unsuspecting fool thought sat down in the car while she went back up to the front. She looked through the rear view mirror to see him playing with his phone. He wasn't paying attention. Perfect.

She drove a few miles in the current direction and then changed course into an abandoned parking garage. When she stopped her victim finally took noticed and demanded to know what was going on. Rosemary swept out of the vehicle quickly and approached his side of the vehicle and ripped the door open. Her green eyes sparkled with intelligence and evil and the toilet gasped in shock. He was right earlier, she wasn't one his guards! He scrambled back and away from her as she pulled herself into the vehicle. He tried to slip out the other side but she was too quick and grabbed his shirt and yanked him around.

In the close confines of the car her skills and superior strength made this a non-contest. She easily pinned him down to the seat his legs kicking wildly trying to find some avenue of escape. She slipped out of the bottom half of her clothing revealing a booty that would make J-Lo jealous.

"Open your mouth toilet!"

He shook his head in revulsion. She punched him hard across the face, once, twice and a third time. Her blows were directed right at the jaw socket and soon she was rewarded with the tell tale click of the jaw being broken. The toilet couldn't close his mouth now. She flipped herself around and brought her thunderous booty down on his terrified face. She lined up her booty hole right where she wanted it to be, over his slack jawed mouth.

PFFFFFFFFFBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

The noxious fumes blasted out of her booty like a trumpet. The smell made the toilet gag terribly as his body shuddered in revulsion.

"Time to die toilet! I'm so backed up, there is no way you'll survive my shit!"

She relaxed the muscles that were holding all of her shit in. It came roaring out her like a freight train. It was one solid log and jammed itself down the toilet's throat. There was no resisting it as he gagged on it. It didn't clog his throat... no it pushed its way forward and forcefully expanded his esophagus. The pain was unbelievable but his screams couldn't make it around the suffocating shit.

The Goddess continued to push and soon the seemingly never ending log made its way into her toilet's stomach where it began to coil like snake. It was still all one piece as she relentlessly shit down his throat. He convulsed from the pain, terror and lack of oxygen. There was no possible way to breathe in even a smidgen of oxygen around the massive log. It jammed his throat as he turned red and began to asphyxiate.

The Goddess laughed and laughed as she continued to unload into his mouth. Soon even his stomach was full and she was still shitting. His stomach distended painfully as he now no longer prayed for rescue, no he only prayed that death would find him swiftly. Her first log had filled his stomach was lodged in his throat and mouth before it finally broke off. She looked down without pity and remorse as the toilet beneath her died, unable to breathe.

"Another successful assassination. Hmm but I still have to shit more and I won't have another job for a few days. I suppose I could find another victim or I could save it for my official targets....
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