(Chapter originally written by worstfailure)
And so, true to your conniving sister's original sadistic plan for you, you spent the entire next three weeks swallowed up by Ashley's ass, your entire world consumed by nothing but darkness, unending stench, buckets of foul sweat, and the occasionally muffled laughter of Ashley, the redhead constantly entertained by her wriggling little booty buddy. Each of the girl's blissful bouts of laughter only filled you with even more despair and resentment, the idiotic girl clearly loving each second you were buried in her rump and wholly unable to comprehend how miserable and disgusting your imprisonment was.
Onto top of that, Ashley seemed as if she was going far out of her way to enhance your torment as much as possible. Since your constant twitches were tickling her rectum and reminding her of your presence, Ashley found herself in the unique situation of both tormenting you and actually being aware of it for once. With that in mind, the girl was making sure to clench her butt cheeks tightly around you as frequently as possible, spend most of her time sitting and wiggling her booty around to feel you better, and even slipped a toy back into her anus once or twice, each time smearing you along the wrinkled walls of her sensitive, disgusting muscle.
Your life became a waking nightmare each and every second of every day...but a metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel emerged. True to her word, Jenna came for you exactly three weeks after you'd first slipped into Ashley's asshole.
She retrieved you with gloves, wincing at your stained and horrid-smelling body. Ashley (blushing furiously and tentatively biting her lip) gave you a shy smile and a wave, before Jenna dumped you into a tiny Tupperware container she'd brought with her to Ashley's house. After chatting a few more minutes, Jenna grabbed your container and carried you back home to your house. Back at home, she opened the container, retrieved you, and dumped you into the sink. Still wearing her gloves, she poured some soap into the basin and then flicked on the hot water and got to work.
She certainly wasn't gentle with you, but honestly rough cleaning was what you needed at the moment, and Jenna was thorough in scraping and scrubbing every last speck of detritus and remainder of Ashley from your body. Her roughness squished and stretched you, and the hot water was a bit scalding on your skin, but you hardly cared. Your mind was still trying to mentally reboot from the horrors you'd endured and escaped from, an irrational part of your mind thinking this was all a dream and you'd blink and wake up back inside the redhead's hellish rectum.
Finally, you were as clean as you were going to get, and Jenna carried you downstairs and fixed you a few bits of a sandwich and a small thimble of water. You gorged yourself on the meal and drink, eating so feverishly that your sister smirked at you as she sat down and started scrolling through her phone. You supposed that the cleaning and food was Jenna's way of trying to show some amount of guilt over what she'd done to you, but a little bit of common courtesy couldn't make up for robbing you of three whole weeks of your life. Honestly, you were so furious at her that it was hard to look her in the eye without seething.
Finished with your meal, you shouted up to Jenna. "Take me to Mari's house, Jenna. Right now." You demanded.
Jenna arched an eyebrow. "What? I'm not your chaffeur. I'm hanging out with friends from Weston in a few minutes."
"You destroyed three weeks of my life. A five minute drive seems like fair compensation." You crossed your arms. "Unless you want mom to find out you've been shoving me up people's asses."
"Uh, you put yourself up Ashley's ass, dude." Jenna smirked again. "How was I supposed to know you apparently didn't do it on purpose? Ashley was having fun, so I figured you were too!"
You shot your sister a withering glare, and she finally relented. Sighing theatrically, Jenna picked you up and stuffed you into her back pocket, sulking out of the house. You and her both knew the odds of your mom taking your claim seriously would be unlikely, but Jenna obviously didn't want to risk the chance of being grounded.
You didn't even really care as you were squished flat by your sister's butt plopping into the seat of her car as she drove off to Mari's house. You were just desperate to see your girlfriend again. Not only because you loved Mari more than anyone in the world, but also because you'd been dying to have a long, heartfelt conversation with her.
The last time you'd hung out with her properly had been close to three months ago. You'd seen her here and there, but always in the company of friends and family. And you really didn't count the week you'd spent glued between her toes, or the week she confused your stretched out body for a sweat rag. Honestly, you'd been crushed or squished in some way or other so much over the past three months that not a day without incident had passed. It was exhausting, and annoying, and you needed to vent to Mari. No one could comfort you like she could.
Reaching the Fuertes household, Jenna stalked to the kitchen window from outside, and flicked your balled-up body in through the open window. It was petty, but it at least got you inside, and you actually landed in a somewhat impressive maneuver of popping back into shape with a rolling motion as your body hit the kitchen table. You even landed balanced on your feet...and apparently right in front of Rio.
The older Fuertes woman glanced down at you. "Matt. Unexpected, but good afternoon. It's nice to see you again, and in one piece."
You weren't feeling particularly peppy, but you gave Rio a thumbs-up and a smile. "Can't keep me down, Ms. Fuertes!"
Rio gave you a curt, impressed nod, and then called out to her daughter. After a minute, Mari in all of her sports bra and short-shorts clad beauty came strolling into the room. The Brazilian beauty beamed down at you, a faint blush in her cheeks.
"Oh god, I've missed you hot stuff." Mari said breathily, scooping you into her hands and swallowing you with a full-body kiss. She pulled you back after a minute. "Works been killing me these past few weeks, and I've really needed to blow off steam with my little man." She gave you a wry look, with a clear flash of hunger in her eyes. "God, I love you, dude."
Mari's words were charming, but something about her first thought being about herself sat wrong with you. Disregarding it, you smiled at her. "I'm here for anything, Mari! I've missed you too."
Mari's smile grew a bit...hungrier. "Anything, hot stuff?"
You blinked, and then widened your eyes. "O-Oh...oh. Uh...yeah. Yeah, anything. Your wish is my command, my lady!"
Mari practically stuffed you back into her mouth with another kiss as she ran out of the room, leaving Rio to shake her head ruefully at the exuberance of youth love.
*****
You were still panting and catching your breath, flushed in your cheeks and a bit sticky with sweat. Still, you felt physically fulfilled, and you knew your girlfriend felt the same. It had been close to five months since the last time you two had had sex, but you'd slipped right back into your old roles easily and, if you were being honest, a bit aggressively. Mari hadn't been lying about being desperate to blow off steam, and she'd been rougher with you than normal while pleasuring herself. Still, it had been a fun experience overall, and you had missed this level of intimacy.
Lying atop Mari's bare left breast, you craned your neck back to find her staring at you, a soft look in her eyes. Now that you'd both calmed down, you knew this was your chance to finally have that heartfelt talk with her. You wanted confirmation that your life wasn't just horrible accidents and sadistic pranks, and that it was something more. You needed that validation.
Yet, right before you opened your mouth, Mari cut you off, presumably unintentionally.
"So, at work, I got passed over for the shift supervisor promotion." Mari said softly. "It went to Viola. I'm happy for her, obviously...but it's made me really wonder if this lifeguard stuff is all my life is for. It's...been kinda tough for me, honestly. I feel a little aimless, which sucks. I wish you'd been around these past few days, Matt."
The vague dismissiveness in her tone, and her lack of still not asking about what had happened to you, was slightly disconcerting, but you calmed yourself by figuring Mari was just in a bad headspace. Pushing your own concerns aside, you patted her breast gently.
"I'm here for you, Mari. Always." You assured her. "Have you thought about anything else?"
"Yeah, I have." Mari admitted. "I actually took the next two weeks off work to get my shit figured out. Maybe try out a few new jobs and see if something else works better for me?"
"Oh, like what?"
"Well, I have a few ideas. I tried to think of jobs that could fit my skill set, and also maybe..." Mari blushed a bit. "...let you tag along with me? I'd love to spend more time with my little man."
"I'd love that too."
Mari blew you a kiss, and then continued. "Okay, so, I've looked at three jobs so far. Tell me what you think."
1) Mari mentions that every time she's around your Aunt Cass, Cass comments on how beautiful Mari is and how good she'd be as a model. Though more than a little self-conscious about posing for a camera, Mari is willing to give modeling a try, and she's even contacted Cass for some tips and maybe an in-person lesson, if it can be arranged.
2) One of Rio's co-workers, Jonelle (an attractive, muscular, upbeat Black woman) is the head coach of the Weston University girls' soccer team in her spare time, and the school is willing to pay for an intern to assist and co-coach with Jonelle. Rio passed the invite along to Mari first, and your girlfriend has thought about joining up, since she used to play soccer herself in high school.
3) *Writer's Choice*
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