Chapter #4Taco Bell. by: Vaji   Jason would slowly awaken, exhausted and beaten. Still firmly wedged in complete darkness as he was drenched in a moist substance, dripping from his clothes.
Several minutes of additional torture awaited as he was concealed within a 12 ton bunker of buttmeat.
"Oh shit! I could swear he was in there, where did he go. Jason!? Jason, where are you!?" Rebecca would exclaim as she dug through her back pocket.
Jason would attempt to scream, but he was too weak. His body didn't even respond as he was still stuck inbetween her cheeks.
"Oh. Oh fuck no... Don't tell me..." Rebecca would tug her waistband away from her mammoth behind as she peered inside. "Ja--Jason...?" Her voice mellowed out rather quick as she realized where he had gone, as she reached her hand into her pants.
Jason would look up as light would finally find it's way to him, praying it was death who had come to claim him, he'd gracefully reach his arms towards it. Once his eyes had focused, he'd realize it was his sister's hand, struggling to fit itself between her own cheeks as she'd manage to latch onto his arms. Jason's ears were torn apart by incoherent noises as he was pulled to freedom, feeling as though his head was about to explode. Once he'd fully recuperate, he'd realize he made it to Taco Bell, as it was completely packed with people everywhere. The excruciating noises of people chattering and farts in unison had blocked out everything else as he found himself being placed on the counter.
"Gee, Jason. You're stanky." Rebecca laughed as she pulled her pants back up. He responded with a scoff, trying to wipe off whatever sludge had clung to his clothes as he sat back down.
"Oh, by the way. I don't think you've met Nina yet." Rebecca smiled as she pointed behind him. He'd swirl around, facing the other end of the counter as he noticed a fairly sized latina bending over the counter, her head resting against her hands as she was casually chewing some gum, blowing the occasional bubble, while watching the customers consume their food, and eject it just as quick.
Jason was completely stunned as he saw her. The tall latina was only clad in a skimpy bra and fishnet crop-top, as her generous chest filled out the space between her arms, his eyes gazing along the lean back which displayed every single bump of her spine, as it curved into a titanic ghetto booty which gave Rebecca's a run for it's buck. Originally clad in a pair of booty shorts, the cheeks had completely dominated it as the shorts had slid down enough to expose pretty much the entirety of it, which she was completely oblivious to. Leaning over the edge, he'd notice a monstrous bulge tucked into the front of her shorts, routinely twitching and jolting around as half of it was even poking out through the leg hole, straining against the fabric with every twitch.
"Yoo..." Rebecca would snap her fingers infront of her co-worker, "Earth to Nina. Are you with us?". Nina would quickly snap out of her trance as she looked over at Rebecca with widened eyes. "Oh shit, was I doing it again?". Rebecca nodded and gave her a light pat on the back. "As I was saying, this is Ja---" She was quickly cut off. "You know I can't stand watching others inhale mexican food and explode out their rears, it's just teasing's what it is." She would awkwardly clench her thighs together as she wiggled her hips, biting her lower lip as her eyes were firmly glued to an ample reared african woman in a micro skirt, who's rounded behind portruded and hovered above the ground, as a constant stream of greasy waste would drain down onto the floor.
"It's just not fair!" she whined as sweat was forming on her forehead. "Why can't I do that!?" she exclaimed as she turned to Rebecca.
Rebecca would respond with another pat on her friend's back "You know why silly. Or did you forget the soup incident? People almost died."
She would then once again announce your presence as Nina craned her neck over, her eyes widening as her mouth gaped into a smile.
"Is that... Jason!" She squeaked with glee, causing multiple customers to look up in confusion. "Oh my, he's even more adorable than I imagined." She'd slide herself closer as she'd give his belly a light poke. "He's soo tiny, I can't even!" she'd retract her hand to cover her mouth as she'd let out a soft giggle. Her expansive chest jiggling ever so slightly just infront of him. His eyes traced upward towards her face, as long, creamy-brown hair flowed from her scalp, draping down along her body, with big, blue eyes fixating on him. As her big, pudgy lips puckered up as slobbery kissing noises would be heard.
She would inch closer, almost threateningly slow as she continued smacking with her lips. She'd soon stop as she backed off, "What's that smell?"
Rebecca would guiltfully swirl her finger against the counter. "He.... He accidentally fell into my butt." Nina's face froze, before she burst out laughing. "Oh shit, that couldn't have been pretty. I'm suprised you're alive." She'd continue laughing, ignoring the fact that she drew the attention of everyone in the building. Wiping a tear from her eye, she'd calm down. "Just pray you'll never get close to my ass, I can't guarantee you'll survive." She'd give him a wink as she calmly swayed her monolithic rear from side to side.
Jason would scoff, figuring nothing could suprise him considering the family he's living with. He'd look up at his sister shaking his head with a smirk, but it soon washed away as Rebecca looked at him with a horrific expression, while nodding at Nina's comment.
Without warning, Rebecca's hand would slide underneath Jason and scoop him up. "Alright, let's get you cleaned off a little, Jay-Jay." She'd turn around and walk towards the sink just oposite of the counter. "Nina, you can take care of things while I do this, right?". She would just lazily raise her hand into the air and wave. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
She'd lightly place Jason on the sink as she rummaged through the drawyer. "Hmm, I'm just gonna go and grab you some soap, okay?" She'd smile as she walked away, her heafty rump bumping into their equipment as her hips swayed.
Jason would sigh as he waited for his sister to return, his eyes wandering around the area as his eyes locked onto Nina's wide rear infront of him. He'd cough violently, almost choking as he saw the bent over backside of his sister's co-worker. Her titanic asscheeks spread wide apart as her gaping asscrack was looming inbetween.
The pulsating, throbbing butthole was fully exposed for everyone to see, groaning and roaring as Nina was watching her customers expell their juices.
She wanted to shit herself so badly, her thighs were firmly squeezed together as a thick, sludgy stream of chunky diarrhea would seep through the cracks of her bloated asshole, dripping down into the gap of her shorts between her thighs.
Completely oblivious to what what was happening. She'd just let out a slight whine as the stream intensified, pouring out the leghole of her shorts as it'd trail down her leg.
The stench finally caught up to him as he'd gag and gasp. Never truly believing Nina's comment before this very moment as Rebecca's worst nights didn't even smell this bad. He'd grab his shirt and wrap it around his face. "At least my sister's rotten stench is good for something." He thought to himself.
Rebecca would soon re-enter, shocked by the rotten stench of her co-worker as she'd reach down and grab Jason once again. She'd give him a confirming nod as to say "I told you so."
She'd coat Jason in soap and cup her hands, filling them with water as she'd smash her palms together and knead Jason around inside. Cleaning him thoroughly.
"There ya go, good as new." She said with pride.
"Anyhow, Jason. You're here because our janitor has been in the hospital for the past two weeks. Apparently she couldn't handle it well. So... You're our new substitute janitor." She cheered as if giving out a promotion. "I know you'll handle it better than she did, you were trained by the best, after all."
Then, Rebecca proceeded to carry you towards....
Cleaning the Toilets.
The bathroom hasn't been cleaned in over two weeks, leaving the stalls looking like warzones. Feces were scattered everywhere besides the ceiling, leaving Jason wondering if they're even aiming for the toilets at all. Watching hordes of women clog the entrance, Jason was confused as to how he would effeciently clean it. At least they had installed tiny metal nets in the pipes beneath the toilet bowls, preventing customers from accidentally flushing their valuables if they ever dropped them inside. It also prevented Jason from being flushed into the sewers.
Cleaning the Booths.
Watching the infinite number of consumers fill the restaurant, as the deafening sounds of wet farts ran rampart all around him. Jason questioned how he'd be able to properly clean the booths. Specially when seats were so sought after that the customers more or less raced each other for a vacant space.
Lost and Found.
Sometimes, customers fear they'll completely annihilate their underwear with their booty juices. And so, they remove them during their visit here. Unfortunately, some forget their underwear as they waddle out of the restaurant and the employees collect them and puts them in the lost and found barrel located on the edge of the room next to the cash register.
Lately, the customers got the idea to use the Lost and Found underwear to spew their waste into, which would keep the furniture damage to a minimum. And today Jason's job is to untangle the various thongs and panties which filled the barrel to the brim.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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