When a young mage tries to steal a newly developed potion from a professor/old acquaintance, the twenty-year-old Angus ends up shrinking himself. The professor’s assistant makes the quick decision to stuff the little thief up his shit-encrusted asshole to prevent him from escaping. Angus unfortunately isn’t too keen on getting dirty, but the assistant comes to realize just how good a human dildo can feel being forcefully thrust inside his needy hole. But what happens when fun and games turn into a desperate need to relive himself? feelingWill the assistant’s backed-up shit be a blessing or a curse for the trapped Angus? What if we throw some laxative potions into the mix? Will the assistant’s stool push Angus out, or will the putrid mass need to carve a new way out?
Kinks: Microphilia, Non-con/Rape, M/M, Humiliation, Laxatives, Under A Potion/Spell, Scat, farting, body modification, and so much more!
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“Not so fast,” the tan man said. “I can’t let you get away.” The man quickly opened his mouth and put Angus inside. The nude blond was on the man’s tongue. The wet, squishy organ lapped at him all over. Angus felt the large tongue lick his back, ass, and legs all with one flick. It licked the front of him too. Then the tongue assaulted him all over. He even felt the wet, bumpy tongue caress his tiny dick and balls.
It was the most disgusting thing Angus had ever experienced. Angus was covered in the tan man’s saliva. It was unlike water; it was far too thick and goopy and it smelled horrible. Every time Angus tried to breathe he smelled the man’s foul breath. Saliva was also getting in his mouth. The worst of it was the fear. Angus was panicking. He feared that the muscular assistant was going to eat him. The blond held onto the man’s bumpy, grotesque tongue so the man couldn’t swallow him down. Little did he know that wasn’t Ben’s intention.
The muscular assistant took Angus out of his mouth. The blond noticed that the man’s pants and underwear were now around his ankles. Angus found that strange, but he could feel himself growing and he smirked. Once he was big again, he’d grab the backpack and make a run for it. He could still complete his mission. He had to. He didn’t know what would happen if he disappointed the cult. And he didn’t want to. They’d become like family to him; the only family Angus had left.
The blond wasn’t expecting what happened next. The assistant bent down and put Angus feet first inside his ass. Angus screamed as he felt his feet being consumed by the disgusting pucker. Angus tried kicking about, but Ben continued to insert him. Angus hated the feeling of body part after body part slowly sliding inside the tight cavern. The blond tried punching the hole with his fists, but the assistant only laughed and held his arms at his sides as he continued to push Angus inside his ass. Eventually only Angus’ head was outside the man’s ass. Now the blond knew why the tan man had put him in his mouth and licked him all over. It was to lube up his body so he’d fit more easily. What the fuck? Was this really happening to him?
“There now, you can’t grow any bigger. This way I can keep you here until the professor comes. No escaping for you,” Ben laughed.
Angus was horrified. Apparently the shrinking potion wouldn’t let him grow if his body was constricted in a small enough space. The assistant’s ass contracted around him, squeezing and crushing him in places. The tan man moaned in pleasure at the feeling of Angus inside him.
“Shit,” the man moaned. “I didn’t think a human dildo would feel this good.”
Angus tried to get out of the man’s ass, it was squishing him too tight and it smelled foul. His head was between two sweaty ass-cheeks and the smell coming from the pucker was beyond anything Angus had ever experienced. It was intensely sulfuric; an all-encompassing smell of shit and rotten eggs. Being so close to the hole and surrounded by the tan assistant’s ass cheeks—it was like he was locked in a room with no windows or doors. The space his head was in was filled with the foul stench. There was no way for clean air to reach him. Angus panicked; he had to get away from the smell and out of the man’s gripping ass, but it was hopelessly tight. He wiggled around in frustration.
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