Between Aphrodisia And Anathema
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Getting Between Them free porn video
Warning: this is a very weird story about a man's very strange
transformation into a particular part of a woman's body. I was inspired by
a caption series I saw on an old, sadly deleted blog called "6th Dimension
Caps". This is my attempt to recreate that story, with my own twist on it.
If you don't like poop or farts in your erotica, stay far, far away from
this one.
All characters are over 18, and if you are reading this, you should be
too. Not intended for consumption by minors or people in juristictions
with strict obscenity laws.
Getting Between Them
A Scatological fantasy by Carlsbad
I was working as a clerk at the video store when I saw 2 women walk in
together. One was a skinny blonde chick, and the other was a bit shorter,
kind of chubby, with short black hair. From the way they were holding
hands and talking to one another, it was obvious they were a couple.
"Damn, I wish I could get between those two," I muttered to myself. Too
loudly, apparently, as the blonde shot me an indignant glare. "Between us,
huh? Let's see how you like this!" I felt lightheaded all of a sudden as
black spots danced in my vision, and I passed out on my feet, out cold
before I even hit the floor....
I awoke to the blonde's face in front of me. I felt weird, like parts of
my body were missing. I tried to move my limbs but got no response. All I
could seem to do was wiggle my mouth, which felt all puckered up and
tasted awful, like the morning after a hangover before I brushed my teeth.
Weirdly, my vision seemed to be coming from the same place my mouth was.
"Hi down there! I'll bet you're wondering where you are and what's
happened to you. My name is Marley and you see, I'm a witch. When I heard
your rude comment, I knew I had just the spell to cast on you. It's easier
if I show you." She pulled out a small hand mirror and held it in front of
my "face", and I would have had a heart attack at what I saw, if I still
had a heart of my own that is. Staring back at me was a puckered asshole
between 2 big, cushiony buttcheeks. I tried to scream, but all that
happened was the anus in the mirror opened a little and let out a short
*pfft* of a fart.
"That's right Bobby - that is what your nametag said, right? - I turned
you into the butthole of my wife Bethany. She's asleep now, and doesn't
know. But now you can get your wish to be between us!" With that she
leaned in close and licked around my opening, before plunging her tongue
into me. It was sensuous, almost like a blowjob combined with making out.
My dick would have been rock hard if I still had one.
"Mmm hey babe, don't stop," mumbled a voice from somewhere behind me.
Presumeably Bethany was now waking up. Marley continued her ministrations
as I clenched around her tongue, savoring the feeling of being penetrated.
This was so weird on so many levels, but it felt good so I would just roll
with it. She withdrew her tongue, sadly, leaving me wet with her saliva.
As if on queue, Bethany let out a long, burbly fart through me and into
Marley's face. I waited to see her wince, but instead she inhaled deeply
through her nose, apparently loving the smell of her lover's gases. Oddly,
I found myself enjoying their smell and taste. I had heard people don't
mind the smell of their own farts, so I supposed that would now apply to
me and my productions.
"Wait here baby, let me get something," she said and stood up. From my
vantage point I could see her rummaging in the drawer of their dresser
before pulling out a small black object. "Open wide!" she demanded, both
at me and her lover. Bethany's hands entered my field of vision and pulled
apart her buttcheeks, exposing more of me to the world and forcing me
open. Marley licked the object, which I now recognized as a butt plug, to
get it lubed up before sliding it into me tip-first. I felt like my whole
world was tearing apart as the widest part of the plug slid past my
entrance, but I was able to close around the narrow back end. I was
incredibly full of this rubber thing, but it was not an unpleasant
sensation. Bethany then rolled over onto her back, leaving me pressed into
their mattress as Marley switched her attentions to Bethany's other
orfice. As they made love, Bethany's juices trickled down onto me. I tried
to enjoy their musky, vanilla-ish scent and taste, wishing I could lap
them from the source, but contented myself with the sensation of the
buttplug wiggling back and forth inside me as Bethany reached orgasm after
orgasm. After what I guessed was about 30 minutes - buttholes don't have
wrist watches, after all - a deeply-satisfied Bethany sat up and, with a
little twist, pulled the plug out of me.
"I think those hoagies I had last night are about done digesting, I'm
gonna take a shit." Uh oh. She waddled over to their bathroom, raised the
toilet lid, and sat down. I could feel a lump in my "throat" which I
supposed was her colon. I let out a pungent fart as Bethany's poop slid
closer to the aperture of my "mouth". I couldn't believe this, I was going
to be used in such a humiliating way, to be shat out of! As the tip of her
turd slid out of me, I realized I could taste it, and the meal it had been
before - a big meatball sub, now digested and turned into a solid brown
log of waste. Pushing it out was like vomiting, except, strangely, not as
bad. My change into this woman's shithole must have messed with my senses,
because I found myself enjoying the taste of her log as more slid out of
me. It was a weirdly sexual feeling too, like cumming but with my whole
body, ejaculating feces. Just as I pinched off the first log, more was
coming behind it; this one had some undigested corn hulls, probably from
some corn dog or tamale judgging from the flavor. As that one landed in
the bowl with a splash, she finished off with some softer, wetter crap,
more the consistency of soft serve ice cream; not diarrhea, but soft
enough that it didn't stretch me out, but slid out smoothly, leaving
behind a residue of fecal matter as it formed a ropelike coil in the bowl
below me. I was being a good little anus, getting all of her poop out;
this was my purpose for existing, I thought, in a haze of sexual ecstasy.
Finally, she was done, and flushed. I watched the waste I had expelled
swirl away below me, off to some sewer. Bizarely, I actually felt a
perverse sense of pride at the sheer mass of it, that I had pushed such
large turds out of me. Bethany stood up, grabbed a wad of TP, and began to
wipe the poop off of me. It took several wads to clean the entirity of her
enormous ass, each pass coming away with less brown, but she did
eventually get me clean to her satisfaction, as she stopped. I could still
taste some shit on me, though, so it would take a shower - or another
tonguing from Marley - to get me completely clean.
Bethany walked back to the bedroom and pulled on a big pair of white
"granny panties", which obscured my vision, then some sort of outer
garment as the indistinct light I could see through them was blotted out.
I heard their muffled voices, the jingle of keys - they were going
somewhere. It was frustrating not to know what was happening or where I
was going, and more than a little bit boring just sitting in Bethany's
panties. She let out a few farts as she rode in the car and talked with
Marley. The panties kept the gas trapped in with me; if I were a person, I
would gag on the lack of oxygen and foul odor of her emanations, but this
was just a normal part of life for an anus, and my altered sensibilities
found the odor comforting and familiar. After a while, they came to a stop
and Bethany stood up. I felt her moving, and heard a familiar sound: the
ringing of a bell. Almost instantly, I felt my senses withdrawing; my
vision, my taste, my smell, the sense of my anus-body's position, faded to
white numbness...
I was back behind the counter at the video store, dressed in my uniform. I
looked down and saw my nametag - it still read "Bobby". I was me again! A
man, a person! Looking up, two women approached the counter. It was them!
Marley and Bethany! Marley reached into her purse and withdrew a DVD case,
handing it to me.
"I'd like to thank you for your recommendation, Bobby. We really enjoyed
the rental last night. Although the humor was a bit scatological, the main
character learned a valuable lesson. Who knows, maybe we'll rent it again
next weekend!" With a smile and a wink, she turned and walked away, hand
in hand with her pudgy, gassy lover, and I was left speechless. What the
fuck just happened to me?
Fawn
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