By: saturnguy
PART 1
Chapter 1: The World’s Worst Sister
Katie Cunningham glanced idly at the neatly arranged trees as she drove by them, her lips becoming a small smile as she felt nostalgia well up inside her. Passing through a thin ‘forest’ of precisely planted foliage that served as the gatekeeper to the equally uniform houses behind them, the pretty, 21-year-old brunette woman made her way into the expansive network of suburbs that she grew up in. The sun shone high above, illuminating the rows of white and beige homes that dotted either side of the winding streets, each one planted firmly upon its own slice of green lawn. The smell of grass was in the air, it was Saturday, so a good chunk of the residents had probably just mown their lawns. Katie’s thoughts proved correct, as a few suburban dads still chugged along in their individual riding mowers. The young woman smirked as she could see their heads turn while she passed them, and there was an easy answer as to why. Driving a brand-new Range Rover, Katie assumed that many people might look twice at a woman her age in such an expensive vehicle, or at least assume that it was her parents’. Little did they know was that she had a spacious 3-bedroom luxury condo in the city to go along with the car.
Spotting the final turn that led to her home growing up, Katie reminisced on her days living there. She had been a normal kid for the most part, but everything changed when she was born. Grimacing at the thought of a certain individual, the pretty girl continued her way up the road and appreciated just how far she had come. With the help of her amazing mother, Katie developed an unusual talent of home inspection. Whether it was hidden mold, impossible to find leaks, or overlooked cracks in the foundation, there was nothing that the talented, young professional couldn’t sniff out. Her reputation quickly grew, and soon homeowners from the richest neighborhoods in the State were contracting her. Making nearly 6-figures at age 21 had definitely led to an improvement in life, especially after Katie was able to move out and get her own place. She loved her mother dearly, but it was her younger sister that made leaving home all the more satisfying.
Pulling up to the driveway, Katie waved as she spotted her mom out in front yard, weeding the garden.
“Mom! You’re wasting no time making sure your daisies grow straight, eh?” the young woman called as she stepped out of the car, where her mother rose to her feet to greet her.
“Oh, you know me, always need to be keeping busy with something,” the wilted blonde replied, pulling her eldest daughter into a hug. “How have you been, Katie?”
“Work is going great, car is awesome, and I think speed dating might be working for me,” Katie replied, holding a hand to her face to keep the sun out of her eyes. “I have three bedrooms at my place, I may as well fill them eventually,” she finished as both women giggled.
“I do hope that you find a good man, you’ve made great strides socially since you left, I can tell,” Katie’s mom replied, beaming proudly at her daughter. With their father having left them while both daughters were still young, Katie’s mom, Francine, had struggled to provide for her kids, but once she got back on her feet, she was able to give the best home possible for them. Despite nurturing both her children, the single mother wasn’t above admitting that she had a favorite kid.
“So mom, where’s, um, Savanah? Katie asked with a hint of nervousness as Francine led them through the house and into the living room.
“Probably downstairs in her room, and let’s hope she stays there for now,” the weary mom replied, rolling her eyes. “I need to talk to you about something with regards to her.”
Since she had been old enough to walk, Francine had known that there was something odd about her youngest daughter. For one, she was typically the tallest amongst other kids her age. Worse yet, she was thick and beefy, and the young Savanah quickly learned that she could use her superior size and strength to dominate the playground. It didn’t end there either, as the little brat soon realized that she was more powerful than even her older sister. Francine could recall how terrifying it was when Katie was 10 and Savana was only 6, yet the two were almost the same size in height, and the latter being much larger in mass. No matter how much the single mom tried to discipline her, nothing could prevent Savanah from mercilessly bulling her older sibling, where the torments eventually began to have a phycological effect on Katie. The poor girl became quite withdrawn, exhibiting social anxiety and was typically awkward amongst her peers. This only caused Francine to favor and coddle Katie, where the older girl was
provided with everything she needed to protect her from the outside world, while the younger brat ran around like a tyrant.
“So what’s this about Savanah?” Katie asked while sitting down on the living room couch.
“Well, you know how you moved out as soon as you turned 18, got a high paying job, and became totally self sufficient?” Francine asked rhetorically, sitting down in a plush chair across from her daughter. Katie meanwhile leaned forward, expecting good news.
“Abandon any hope you may have that your sister might have changed. Apart from her size, she’s no different than when you left,” the mom continued with a sigh, resulting a disappointed look from her elder daughter.
“Seriously? Mom, she’s 18, are you telling me that she still lives like a pig?” Katie replied with slight disgust. She had genuinely hoped that her sister and former fulltime tormentor had changed, maybe matured a bit after the last four years. Hearing that she was essentially that same tyrant that she was when she was 14 was a terrifying thought, especially given that she’d be at her full size by now.
“So why did you call me over anyway? I’m guessing a family summer barbeque wasn’t the main goal of this visit, was it?” Katie continued, eyeing her mom suspiciously.
Sighing again, Francine revealed her plan. “I was hoping that maybe if Savanah could see how successful and rich you’ve become, then maybe she’d work on bettering herself. I can’t do
this anymore, Katie, she eats me out of the house, rarely bathes, and ever since she got into Mexican food….oh lord, her farts,” she continued, physically shuddering with those last words.
“Sounds like the same old, disgusting Savanah,” Katie replied, shaking her head. The pretty brunette owed her neuroticism and germaphobia to her experiences with her little sister growing up. She couldn’t count how many times the adolescent Savanah had done things like sit on her chest and fart, belch in her face, or lock her in the bathroom after the swine of a girl had just taken a massive dump.
“Just see if you can maybe talk some sense into her,” Francine continued the conversation, indicating to the basement door in the hall just outside the living room. “She actually gets made fun of a lot for her smell and behavior, I’m sure she’s more fragile than you think.”
“I bet she has a hell of a hard time finding a boyfriend,” Katie giggled, but stopped sharply as she heard the thud of approaching footsteps. No doubt about it, they were coming up from the basement.
“Relax, dear, though I’m surprised she’s actually coming up to say hi,” Francine said, noticing her older daughter tense up. Seconds later, the basement door flung open.
“Big sis! Gawd, its been a long, long time hasn’t it?” Savanah boomed as she stood before her mother and sister almost naked. Wearing a sweat stained, white tank top that struggled to cover a set of bulging breasts, the girl’s pudgy, pale belly shamelessly poked out for the world to see, the chubby gut hanging down somewhat over her thick thighs, which were encased like sausages in a deeply discoloured pair of gray shorts. Katie’s eyes bugged out as she
gazed upon her younger sibling. Savanah had definitely grown some, standing at a solid 5’11 while sporting a chubby, yet curvaceous body that some might actually find attractive had it not been for the girl’s hygiene.
“Hey, Savanah,” Katie smiled nervously, before almost gasping as her larger sister strode towards her.
“Aw c’mon, can’t I get a hug from my sister?” the bigger girl teased before flinging herself onto Katie’s lap, her expansive rear easily burying her elder sibling’s legs.
“I missed you, my favorite punching bag,” she squealed as she wrapped her arms around the trembling girl, smirking as she buried her sister’s face deep in her large, sweated bosom. Katie squirmed in disgust, forcibly getting a whiff of Savanah’s BO as her features were pressed against her heavy sister. “Aw, you want to play deodorant again? That was your favorite game when we were kids,” the larger girl teased as she lifted one of her flabby arms and proceeded to cram Katie’s face into her stubbly pit, her greasy, dirty blonde hair drooping over the trapped girl. The dainty brunette recoiled in disgust as she attempted to shove her sister away.
“That’s enough, Savanah!” Francine yelled, causing the BBW to pull away for a moment.
“Fucking hell, get off of me!” Katie shrieked, instinctively trying to rub her sweated face on her white blouse.
“Wait, sis, don’t push me there or else…uh oh,” Savanah said with a smirk as a wet fart rippled out of her shorts and directly onto Katie’s lap.
“Oh god, mom!” The older sister called, gagging as she could feel the damp blast of gas stain her light blue pants.
“Fine, fine, I just have a lot of lost Katie time to catch up on,” Savanah relented, hopping off of her retching sibling. “I was so excited when mom told me that you were coming, and let me tell you, I have a lot planned for us this weekend!”
“Weekend? I’ll be damned if I stay here a full day,” Katie coughed, reaching into her bag for a change of clothes while still smelling the putrid, eggy fart that her sister had dealt on her.
“Your sister came all the way here to try and have a woman to woman talk, don’t go scaring her away!” Francine scolded at Savanah, embarrassed that her prized child was being treated this way.
“I’m sorry, honest!” The chunky girl apologized, backing up from the other women. “How about I fix everyone one of my famous Savanah sizzler cocktails? Mom always raves about those,” She continued, apparently trying make up for her boisterous greeting.
“Fine, just no more farting or anything, I can’t stand bad smells,” Katie replied, having pulled out a more comfortable outfit to slip into as soon as possible, still recoiling from her putrid sister sitting on her. Unbeknownst to the other two as she made for the kitchen, Savanah slipped a small bottle out of her pocket.
“Sorry about that, she honestly made no indication that she was going to act this way when you showed up,” Francine explained. “Had I known she was going to go right back to that kind of behavior, I would have given you some warning.”
“No worries, mom,” Katie replied, having calmed down. “I’m sorry, but if she does something like that again, I’m just going to book us a room at the Crowne Plaza downtown,” She continued, refusing to deal with any more of her sister’s antics. Savanah returned seconds later, holding two tall glasses of orange liquid.
“Two Savanah sizzlers, enjoy!” she exclaimed, proudly presenting a glass to her mom and sister.
“What the heck is a ‘Savanah sizzler?’” Katie whispered to her mom, who just shrugged.
“Its just cranberry juice, vodka, and a splash of tobacco sauce,” Francine whispered back, who took a sip of her glass. Still wanting to get along with her younger sister, Katie took a swig of her own cup. Taste-wise, it was pretty basic, palatable, to say the least.
“Isn’t it good? I bet you can’t guess the secret ingredient,” Savanah teased as she watched her family drink her cocktail.
“Oh god…Savanah, I swear if you added something nasty to this…,” Katie began, though she quickly fell silent as her younger sibling began to laugh.
“You’ll find out soon enough, I can’t even begin to tell you how much fun I’m going to have with you when you’re only an inch tall!”
“What the fuck? Is she drunk, mom?” Katie asked, turning to Francine who had a similar look of confusion on her face. Just then, the dainty brunette felt the world begin to spin. Savanah might not have been drunk, but Katie sure felt wasted. The room became a dizzying
blur, where the young woman promptly blacked out, the cackling of her younger sister being the last thing that she heard before falling unconscious.
Katie slept for what felt like days, drifting in an out of consciousness as she could feel her body convulse in her slumber. What was happening to her? Eyes springing open, the elder sister sat up abruptly under a bright light hanging above. Blinking in a daze, Katie observed her surroundings. From the look of it, she was in the house’s spacious basement, which Savanah had of course turned into her personal hideout. It looked as messy as she could have imagined, with dirty clothes littering the floor, junk food wrappers strewn about, and a musky, body odor smell polluting the room in its entirety. There was something very off about the perspective that she was looking at this from, however…
“WHAT THE FUCK!?” Katie screamed out loud as she realized that she was laying inside what appeared to be a glass fishbowl, which sat on top of a gigantic dresser. The room was huge! From her perspective atop these drawers, the floor seemed hundreds of feet away. No, that wouldn’t have made sense. The room hadn’t gotten bigger, she had just gotten smaller. Not only that, but her she seemed to be stripped naked. “No, no this is impossible,” the shocked girl muttered to herself, looking up and down her surroundings again. A thud of footsteps that seemed to shake the whole room approached from around the corner, where a gargantuan figure towered over the bowl.
“Big sis, you’re awake!” Savanah laughed, before bringing her face closer to the glass entrapment. “Or should I say, little sis.” She giggled.
“Savanah! What the fuck is this, what happened, why are you so-” Katie began.
“-Big? No, I’m normal size, actually,” The chunky blonde interrupted. “You’re just really tiny. One inch tall, to be exact.”
Reeling backwards, Katie backed right up against the glass. “How is that even possible?” She whimpered, fear growing.
“I regularly scour the dark web, and the other day, I found the coolest thing,” Savanah explained. “Some pharmaceutical company dumped some rejected products and were selling them to people like myself. Using mom’s credit card, I got myself a little bottle of shrink serum, which was my secret ingredient in your drinks!” She finished with a smirk.
“Why, why are you doing this? And where’s mom?” Katie asked weakly.
“Don’t worry about her, I have a whole afternoon of fun planned for you, and I can’t wait to get started,” the larger sister explained, the smirk on her face turning to one of pure evil. “See, you were always mom’s favorite just because you got better grades and shit. It got worse when you moved out, she was always comparing me to you and telling me to be more like you,” she continued, her hands forming into a fist. “You were little miss perfect, while I sat here unable to even land myself a man. Men love my ass, but not what comes out of it,” she punctuated with a shake of her hips.
Turning around, Savanah presented her gigantic butt to the glass bowl behind her. Katie shuddered as the immense, pale cheeks jiggled with each small movement, a tiny black thong buried deep between them. “See, in my solitude, I discovered something about myself,” the chubby girl explained, grasping the bowl and titling it so that the opening at the top was angled with her ass.
“Savanah, wait, what are yo-” Katie began, but was quickly cut off as a loud fart erupted out of her younger sister’s sweated ass crack, sending a wave of gas echoing into the bowl. The searing fart hit Katie like a freight train, her eyes watering seconds later. Savanah laughed as she released the glass prison and watched as her elder sister collapsed to the floor of the container, retching and gagging at the giant-sized bout gas. It filled the confines of the bowl entirely, trapping the harsh stench of spoiled milk inside with the poor girl. Katie was absolutely revolted, feeling the disgusting reek of the fart all around her as she struggled to breathe.
“Oh shit, I forgot to cover the top,” Savanah commented, realizing that the fart was probably dissipating. Grabbing the bowl, the chubby slob tilted the container against her ass once again and squeezed out another noxious blast of gas, this time making sure to plop a lid atop the container, enjoying the way that the glass fogged up from the fart. Katie, meanwhile, seemed to be choking to death inside. Doubling over, she coughed and retched on the inhuman stench, the thick concoction reeking of expired dairy product stifling her very being. Her giantess onlooker, however, merely observed the spectacle from behind the glass.
“Smell good, doesn’t it?” Savanah asked cruelly, teasingly pointing an ear towards the bowl, where all she could hear was the coughing and gagging of her older sister. “No? Don’t like it? Well tough shit,” she stated flatly. “From now on, you belong to be and will serve me as my personal plaything. Every one of my desires, you will fulfill and girl, I have a ton,” She explained. “See, while I spent my days down here sulking, wondering why boys didn’t like my big, luscious booty just because I didn’t wipe everyday, I saw one of my old dolls in a box under my bed. I don’t know what compelled me to do it, but for some reason, I wanted to sit on it, and boy did it feel good. Feeling a small body rubbing against the inside of my buttcrack, being able to mash
her pretty features over the booty that everyone thinks is repulsive. Not going to lie, it was a turn on. I kept doing it, buying more toys just to sit on and keep trapped in my ass. Farting on them as if they were alive and being tortured by it, it was amazing,” Savanah punctuated with a moan, stroking the front of her crotch with one hand.
“But I always wanted more. It was fun dirtying up some pretty little dolls with my bum, but I wanted something that was truly alive, so I tried using insects. I got some crickets from a pet store, but they mostly got crushed in my butt immediately so that wasn’t any fun. I did manage to kill one of the little suckers with a particularly nasty fart after a burrito binge, now that was hot,” she finished with a little groan, giving her crotch another stroke. Katie, meanwhile, had covered my mouth and nose with her hands and was managing to suppress her gags and retches long enough to hear her little sister’s disturbing plot.
“My dreams literally came true when I found that shrink serum, and now I can fulfill every single perverted desire I want, and you’ll be spending the rest of your life as my personal ass-slave, I can hardly wait to get started!” Savanah said licking her lips, staring down at her shrunken sister with a hungry look in her eyes. Katie fell back against the glass, dizzy from the toxic gas that still swirled around in the bowl, her nightmare having just begun.
Chapter 2: A Living Hell
“Wakey wakey, butt-face!” Savanah called in a sing song voice. Blinking in the dim light, Katie slowly began to stir as she sat up in a pool of her own sweat, nestled in the same grimy, soiled thong that her younger sister had worn the night before and dropped into the glass bowl to serve as a makeshift bed for the tiny. Convulsing a little as she caught a whiff of the nasty garment, Katie backed away from the moist fabric that she’d been laying on, disgusted. The events of the evening prior came back to her dazed mind, and the shrunken brunette soon began to cry as it became clear. After she had explained her sadistic plot, Savanah had then farted into the fishbowl several more times before sealing Katie inside for the duration of the night. The traumatized girl could still recall how dizzy and disoriented she got while she choked on the noxious gas, stumbling about the container for any leak of fresh air to save her lungs from the putrid environment. For hours, she had laid on the hard, glass floor, weakened by the stifling fart and suffering in in its disgusting reek. Only an hour before sunrise did she finally fall asleep, where she unwittingly collapsed into the worn thong that Savanah had dropped in earlier to further ‘freshen’ the air and serve as her bedding.
Looming over the bowl, Savanah beamed down at her shrunken slave. “Day one of the rest of your life, little girl,” she cooed. “For you first duty, I think I’ll get you acquainted with ass,
up close and personal!” With that, the giantess popped the lid off the bowl, smiling as she caught a whiff of her farts that had been trapped in the container all night with the tiny, and reached inside to grab her sister. Katie instinctively collapsed against one of the walls and tried to avoid Savanah’s hand, but she was powerless to avoid the grasping fingers and soon found herself being lifted roughly out of her prison.
“Please, Savanah, I’m your sister! This is torture, I can’t take much more of this!” she squealed in the giantess’ hand.
“Bet that jar wasn’t as comfy as your luxury condo bedroom, eh?” Savanah asked sarcastically, carrying her shrunken victim towards her massive bed. Unmade and littered with dirty clothes, the mattress looked like a slob’s paradise, and having absorbed countless vile farts over the years, the smell would probably render any would-be love maker impotent.
“Tah-dah! What do you think?” The chubby girl said, lowering the person in her hand to the surface of the bed. Laid out on top of it was a pair of purple panties, only they had a certain gleam to them.
“I coated the inside with a sticky adhesive that will keep you stuck to it,” the cruel giantess explained. “It’s strong enough to hold you in place, but not enough to stick to my blubbery cheeks, which means I’ll be able to slide you in and out of my crack with ease,” she added.
Katie wasted no time going back to her begging and pleading. She wept as Savanah roughly laid her down on the underwear, panicking as she found her limbs stuck to the surface and unable to move them from their outstretched position.
“Savanah please, please don’t do this! I’ll give you my car, I’ll give you money, just please do-” the tiny girl began to beg.
“You’re going to give me all that stuff eventually, the small bouts of ‘mercy’ that I offer from time to time will be your only reward for them, though,” Savanah cut in, grabbing the panties and slowly pulling them up around her thick thighs. Katie screamed like no tomorrow as she watched the lethal weapon of an ass draw nearer and nearer, until eventually, her world became plunged into darkness. Savanah sighed as she finished pulling up her underwear, hoisting them up high around her hips so that the back of the panties got wedged tightly in her crack.
Consumed by darkness and immense heat, Katie squealed as she felt each of Savanah’s soft cheeks squash against her on either side, welcoming her between them as she felt the panties behind force her deep inside the crevice. It was hot, damp, but worst of all was the smell, which nothing could have prepared Katie for.
“By the way, I haven’t showered in three days or wiped my ass when I took a dump, so yeah, must be a tad ‘fragrant’ in there,” Savanah giggled. The scent that invaded Katie’s nostrils the moment she disappeared between those fat cheeks immediately put every single one of the farts that she had endured the previous night to shame. The gas smelt like rotten and fermented food. The smell of Savanah’s expansive asscrack was of pure shit. Katie was silent at first, the scent briefly sending her into a state of shock, but as the seconds ticked by, the tiny emitted a loud, revolted scream that echoed throughout tight space that she was trapped it. Nose burning with each inhale, the gasping girl tried breathing with her mouth, which turned
out to be a mistake as by doing that, she could now taste the shit on her tongue. Gagging loudly, Katie felt dizzy as the horrendous stench stung her entire body each time she sucked a breath in. Apart from the fecal stench, there was a tangy body odor and a musk that seemed to compliment the already putrid aroma. Panicking, she struggled hard against the panties that held her in place inside the swampy crack, struggling for dear life to escape the situation. Savanah just stood there for now, letting her prisoner climatize to her ass a little bit before she did anything else, smirking as she felt the sensation of something moving between her buttcheeks. Dry heaving, Katie’s entire body was consumed by disgust at her current location, but she wasn’t going to get off with only smelling her new environment.
“Now say hi to my butthole, you two are going to become great friends!” Savanah teased, bending over so that the panties disappeared completely between her bulbous cheeks. Katie shrieked to the heavens as she felt the fleshly walls on either side of her compressed while her face and upper body were mashed against her little sister’s anus. Even in the near pitch blackness, the shrunken girl could make out the filthy rose bud as it approached, crying in revulsion as she felt its wet, slimy surface press against her body hard. The smell, as horrid as it was, increased maybe two or three-fold as Katie’s poor face made contact with the shit-stained surface, coating her features in a layer of unwiped faeces and ass sweat. Saturated in the foul substance, a certain mental threshold had passed for the germophobic girl, who overwhelmed by disgust, began to go rigid and spasm against the slimy butthole that pressed upon her. Still gagging, Katie’s face was almost numb from the smell as a thin layer of ass juice surrounded her nostrils. Her nose and mouth had been spared from any of the unwiped crap, though the
sweaty, wrinkly skin of the anus before her smothered her facial features and forced her to contact with the foul surface as she drew breath.
“How we doing in there, you still with me?” Savanah asked over her shoulder, licking her lips as she felt her womanhood begin to go wet at the sensation of having a living, breathing girl trapped within her ass. The older sister that her mom had favored, reduced to a doll between her fat, unwashed butt. With that, the chubby slob began to walk around the room, looking towards her large wall mirror and admiring the way her shapely booty jiggled and shook as she moved. “Guys are crazy to not want a piece of this thing,” she thought to herself, unaware that any sane man who caught a whiff of her prized rear would likely run the other way.
Back within the giantess’ putrid crack, Katie was forcibly pulled from her mental hole as the immense cheeks that sandwiched her between them began to grind and mash her petite body with every step that Savanah took. Though she was no longer pressed firmly against her sister’s giant butthole, a new hazard in the form of quickly forming ass sweat took its place.
“Savanah! Savanah, Ple- UCKK,” Katie cried, again making the mistake of opening her mouth to continue pleading with her giantess captor which resulted in a sticky dollop of sweat dripping between her lips. A gag worthy flavour quickly filled the poor girl’s mouth, sending Katie into a chain of dry heaving and retching as she struggled with the taste of pure ass on her tongue. Her fight reawakened, the tiny struggled with all her might. Savanah let out a surprised moan as she felt her shrunken captive roughly squirm against her anus.
“Fuck, sis, that actually feels pretty good,” the slob of a girl moaned, rubbing a hand over her bulging, chubby belly while moving the other towards her crotch. “Squirm for me, right
against there,” she hissed, bending down again which resulted in her sister being forcibly reunited with her pulsing butthole. Katie had barely recovered from her near-choking experience with the reeking ass sweat when she found herself being pushed up hard against Savanah’s soiled rosebud yet again. A pleasurable tickle sent shivers down the giantess’ spine as her trapped victim screamed and struggled in response.
Face coated in a combination of tears, sweat and dried excrement, Katie sputtered in disgust as she was returned to the pulsing sphincter. “No more,” she whimpered to herself. “Please, no more.” The foul surface suddenly began to quiver. “No. No, no no,” Katie thought to herself as she knew what was likely about to happen. Opening up right next to her face, a great fart came sounding out of the grimy butthole with the tiny pressed against it. Throat raw, the unfortunate girl screamed bloody murder as her little body was seared by the hot gas, and a scent resembling rotten, boiled eggs was added to the already unbearable concoction of fumes in the tight space.
Outside, Savanah was furiously rubbing her clit as she released the unexpected blast of gas on her victim. “Oh yeah, you like that? You like that nasty fart?” the chunky girl moaned to herself, the sensation of Katie’s struggling form sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout the rest of her body. “Fuck me, that feels good, keep squirming for sissy,” she cooed, her hand soaked with her own juices as she could sense her captive’s revulsion. Straightening up, Savanah backed towards her bed and decided to take it up a notch. Kicking her legs out, the overweight teen fell backwards onto her plump ass, making sure to put her full weight into it.
Katie’s already muffled screaming was promptly silenced as her whole world reoriented itself, the stinking, dirty sphincter that she as mashed against crushing down upon her with Savanah’s unexpected butt slam. Though unintentional, the impact had also forcibly inserted the writhing girl’s face the soiled butthole. Still in pitch blackness and paralyzed by her sister’s weight crushing down upon her, Katie was overwhelmed as she felt as if her head had just been shoved into a hole too small for it. She could feel a vile, skin-crawling, wet sensation around the entirety of her face, and the girl’s first instinctive inhale quickly told her where she was.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUCK!” Katie screamed aloud as her nose was polluted with the horrific, pungent, straight smell of Savanah’s colon. Face inserted just inside her sister’s rectum, the overwhelming stench of shit and lingering gas had the already exhausted young woman writhing in every direction. In her desperation to escape, Katie didn’t even realize that she was bruising and scraping herself as she fought against the panties holding her in place. A distant gurgle sent the tiny’s heart racing, and she tried with all her might to pull her head out of its position. With Savanah’s immovable weight, however, escape was impossible. Katie sputtered and gasped as if she had just swallowed a pesticide while her face took a point blank, direct SBD fart from her younger sister. This particularly putrid gas singed the trapped girl’s nose air and eyebrows, her once beautiful face saturated in ass sweat and dried crap.
The giantess above was having the time of her life, furiously masturbating to the sensation of a shrunken girl’s face entering her asshole. Grinding her great booty on the surface of the bed, Savanah gasped as she accidently angled her rear the right way to somehow dislodge Katie from the sticky adhesive on the panties and shove her further up her pulsing rosebud.
“Ohhhhhhh fuck me,” the nasty young woman moaned as she felt the unfortunate girl down below push deeper. Katie’s hell doubled as her tiny body was compressed and squeezed further into the tight space that had absorbed her head. The already revolted girl’s heartbeat flew off the hinges as her body was forcibly inserted into Savanah’s dirty butt from her head to her knees, the back of her legs being the only thing remained stuck to the panties. Inside the constricting, shit-covered tunnel that was her sister’s rectum, Katie struggled to breathe as she dry-heaved uncontrollably, the scent of pure colon destroying her mind’s ability to do anything but react with disgust to her environment. Panic setting it, the tiny wriggled and writhed within the constricting tube which unknowingly furthered the pleasure felt by its owner.
An unfortunate move by Katie caused her head to slam against the soft, squishy rectal wall, which saturated her already dirty hair with a particularly rancid strip of excrement. Feeling the hot substance on her scalp, the poor thing wretched her guts out as every time she opened her mouth to gag, she essentially tasted the inside of Savanah’s colon which in turn caused her to cough and gag again, repeating the whole cycle. The inhospitable environment was quickly taking its toll on the emasculated girl, who could feel her mental health slipping with every moment that she spent up there. Claustrophobia also set in as Katie couldn’t budge her arms and the slimy tube gurgled and rolled over her trapped form. Just when it couldn’t get any worse, another gust of foul wind from deep within the colon blasted the tiny’s face with its fecal reek, which paralyzed the girl and forced her to lay helpless and silent as her mind began to slide towards the point of breaking.
Up above, Savanah gasped as she reached orgasm, her hand touching herself in all the right places combined with the even more rigorous squirming from her sister sending her into an ecstatic daze.
“Fuck me, that was amazing,” the chubby slob moaned to herself. “That felt better than I could have ever imagined, this is insane,” She panted. Standing up, the giantess figured that she had better give her tiny prisoner a small break. Savanah wanted to break her older sister, not destroy her just yet. Tugging off the sweated pair of purple panties, the cruel BBW eagerly pushed her sister out of her asshole, where the broken down thing coughed in sputtered on the panties below, where the giantess then spun the garment around to get a look at her prisoner.
“Damn, looking good, sis!” Savanah teased as she got a look at the unfortunate girl. Re sticking to the back of the underwear, Katie was in very rough shape. Entire body saturated in reeking butt juice, there was an assortment of particularly nasty brown smears scattered around her upper body and face, while her usually pretty brown hair was damp and greasy with foul ass sweat and light brown, stuck-on shit. Face red and lower lip quivering, Katie silently sobbed as her eyes squinted in the sudden change of light, overwhelmed by how disgusting she felt in that moment.
“Right, you were somewhat of a germaphobe. Oh well, you’re not getting a bath, now enjoy my stink and rest up. We’ve got rugby practice later!” With that, Savanah unceremoniously tore the girl from the underwear and plopped her back inside the fishbowl, before walking off disappearing around the corner. Shivering weakly, Katie let out a pathetic, mewing cry as she weakly tried to rub off the shit ingrained on her skin. Despite being free from
her younger sister’s ass, the dainty brunette couldn’t help but be further disgusted now that she could actually see the fecal stains that coated her body. Worst of all was the fact that Savanah’s stench was still emitting from the poor girl’s body, as if the reek of the unhygienic teen’s ass was ingrained in her very figure now. Gagging again, Katie whimpered and moaned as she rubbed her body around the glass that she was encased in, desperately trying to get herself clean, her skin crawling over the fact that she had such foul substances on her with no way to get them off. With her efforts in vain, the tiny eventually curled into a fetal position and began to shiver and shake as an anxiety attack overwhelmed her.
This brief ‘respite’ was eventually interrupted when the familiar thundering footsteps came back around the corner. Dressed in a red and black athletic uniform, Savanah stood before the still-convulsing tiny and proudly with her hands on her hips.
“See, I’m doing something with my life, I’m a star player on the town’s rugby team,” She proclaimed. “Sure, I have to leave the house to go to practice, but I guess some fresh air isn’t bad.” With that, the giantess reached back into the bowl and held her shrunken sister up. “I hope those purple undies of mine were comfy, as you’re going in there while I sweat it out on the field,” Savanah teased with an evil smirk. This revelation immediately caused Katie, who was only just beginning to recover from a mind-shattering panic attack, to restart her begging.
“Savanah, please, please I can’t take any more of this! Your ass, its so- ughh I can’t, you have to-” she began in her quivering, pitiful voice.
“I don’t have to do shit, because while mom pampered you up all our lives, I was forced to struggle in school by myself. I never got the help you got, so the least you can do is be a good
butt slave.” Savanah shot back, dragging her tiny victim kicking and screaming and re-sticking her to the back of the already-filthy panties. Grabbing the waistband, the sadistic girl pulled the underwear up tight, before concealing them under her rugby shorts. Walking forward, the BBW enjoyed the way her butt prisoner slid and scraped around in her crack, and she soon found herself growing wet again knowing just how much suffering she was putting her sister through.
Katie felt panic return as she was reintroduced to the toxic environment that was Savanah’s ass. The foetid smell wasn’t any better being in there a second time, the passive smell of shit and lingering gas replanted itself inside the girl’s already tortured nostrils. The sweated cheeks on either side of her began to rub against Katie’s shivering form again as she could feel Savanah begin to walk.
Trotting upstairs, the out of shape young woman prepared for the five-minute walk to the local park where practice was held. “Fuck me, I’m taking your car next time,” Savanah panted as she grew tired already from traveling the short distance out the door and down the street. “See, I’m a great rugby player because nobody wants to get tackled by me, so they just run away. Once I tackled this one scrawny bitch, and I actually managed to make her pass out with my pit stink! One of my finest moments,” The chunky teen continued, speaking behind her shoulder to her trapped victim. Katie couldn’t hear a word of her younger sister’s cruel story, as the sound of the two sweaty boulders rubbing against her overpowered any other noise from outside. By the time the giantess eventually arrived at the park, her poor tiny was soaked within that tight, filthy crack.
Savanah’s team then proceeded to have an afternoon of stretches, exercises, and an 800-metre run. As usual, the chubby girl lagged behind her teammates in stamina, but she nonetheless did the routines as she knew the torment that she was putting her captive through. Wedged tightly between the fat cheeks, Katie gasped loudly over and over again as she felt as if she was about to have a heat stroke. Savanah’s butt had become a sauna in the sweltering summer heat and was now effectively baking the poor tiny alive in the rancid stink and funk that remained trapped in there. The smell to Katie was like standing amidst a full, city dump on the hottest day of the year. Retching silently, the suffering, sweat-saturated young woman chocked on the thick atmosphere, finding it a struggle just to survive at this point.
The worst was yet to come as the ladies began to do a few sets of squats. Already lacking room to breathe, Katie’s face was mashed repeated against the nightmarish asshole each time Savanah squatted down, the sweat serving as its own adhesive and causing the flecks of unwiped shit to become stuck to the writhing girl in the grimy mess. The repeated bending down also stimulated the BBW’s gut, which began to bubble as she continued the set. The furnace that she was trapped inside became an inferno for Katie as a loud, unapologetic fart belched out of the nasty asshole while it mashed against her during the squat. A sticky string of sweat wrapped itself around the tiny’s face, which sent Katie’s mind spinning into another disgust-induced anxiety attack at the amount of filth surrounding her. The fart had a meaty, rich stink to it, but it notably lacked the potency of any particular food, for Savanah had gone to practice with an empty stomach in anticipation for her usual ritual afterwards: a Texas-sized Tex-Mex special from the local Mexican restaurant.
“19…20…21…22,” the rugby coach counted as the line of young women continued their reps. At this point, Savanah had begun to mercilessly release a blast of gas each time she crouched for a squat. Katie almost felt paralyzed as fart after fart coated her in a new layer of grime and odor. For her sake, the set finished at 30, and the girls were dismissed for another week. The damage had already been done though, as Katie felt her mind slip into darkness as the combination of intense heat and intolerable stench sucked the life force out of her and sent her to unconsciousness. Savanah, meanwhile, eagerly picked up her multi-bag order from the restaurant on her way home, eager to dig into the 6 burritos, 6 tacos, 8 chalupas, and the 2 full orders of nachos that the meal came with, and even more so to punish her little butt slave with the after results.
Back in her basement lair, the sweat-stained BBW sighed as she entered the cool room and stripped her filthy clothes from her tired body.
“Oh shit, you alive, sis?” Savanah asked as she uncovered her soaked older sister, who’s eyes were closed and body limp in her hands.
“Must be the heat, I bet you can take more stench than that,” she teased as she merely wrapped up the purple panties with the girl still inside and tied them in a knot. “You can sleep in there tonight, sissy is going to pig out and then relax,” she explained, leaving the poor woman contained in the ripe, moist underwear. Katie awoke eventually, where she squealed weakly upon discovering that she was still inside the same purple prison that had held her throughout the day. Despite this, she was so broken down that she eventually found sleep anyway, drifting off while missing the comfy, king sized bed waiting back at her condo, yearning
for her comfortable, solitary life as she sobbed silently at the situation that Savanah had put her in.
Chapter 3: The Great Escape
It was a rough night for Katie, where the cloying stench of the used panties that contained her kept knocking her awake. Signing as she once again opened her eyes to the sour, not-yet dissipated funk of Savanah, Katie let out a frustrated struggle against the sweated fabric, where to her surprise, found that her arm had become unstuck from the adhesive covered back of the underwear.
“Wait…seriously?” she thought to herself, before realizing that the rest of her body was beginning to slide off the fabric as well. It seemed as though the foul chemistry of Savanah’s asscrack had caused the sticky substance to wear off, and Katie soon found herself being able to move freely around the bunched-up mass of soiled undies. The knot that they were in wasn’t very tight either and to her joy, the tiny was able to claw her way out of the prison. She was free! Emerging into the dimly lit basement, Katie blinked as she tried to get her bearings. The panties that had trapped her seemed to be placed outside the glass bowl that she’d been kept in previously, giving the girl a wide view of the messy room from atop the dresser. It would be a
perilous journey across the bedroom, and while she didn’t have much of a plan, Katie knew that she had to get out of there.
First, she had to get down from the towering dresser, which seemed to be over a thousand feet tall relative to her size. Climbing down might take hours, but Katie came up with a creative solution in the form of parachuting down to the floor using a discarded napkin amongst the litter that adorned the top of the drawers. Landing hard on the white tile floor, the tiny wasted no time in sprinting across the room as fast as her one-inch body could carry her. A single yard felt like a mile, and Katie found herself slowing down before she had gotten halfway to the opposite wall, but the thought of spending additional time within Savanah’s vile buttcrack motivated her to keep going. Naturally, the shrunken girl had thought of making for the basement stairs, but her heart sank when she remembered that each step would likely tower over her and thus be impossible to climb. The alternate plan that she came up with was instead going to the office, a smaller room in the basement that her mom had used as a workspace before Savanah took over the whole place. It wasn’t an escape plan as much as it was a place to hide out away from the clutches of her sister, where Katie could at least bide her time until a more feasible option became available.
Making a left around the corner, the tiny girl scampered underneath the white door and charged into the office, which seemed to have been redecorated extensively by Savanah. Katie’s face contorted into an expression of revolt as she surveyed the strange room, which was almost be wallpapered in large photographs that depicted her younger sister doing an assortment of nasty things to Human-like dolls. Sitting on them, shoving them in her ass, shitting on them. The tiny shook her head in amazement that her sibling was a such a freak and
assumed that this room must be used for the girl’s more nefarious pleasures. Thinking about it, entire area did have a lingering stink to it. Dimly lit only by the bright light outside the room, Katie continued inside, looking up at the multiple beanbag chairs and the minifridge that adorned the floor area. Savanah likely used this place to do some particular fetish stuff and then chill after, and Katie’s skin crawled just thinking about what else her sister might be into. Looking for places to hide, the shrunken woman swore that she could hear a faint whimper, but she just chalked it off to her imagination. It was when Katie was poking around behind one of the beanbags when she heard the noise again, the unmistakable sound of a Human cry. Stopping, the filthy brunette looked up towards a short table that was adjacent to where she was. Again, the high-pitched whimper sounded, definitely originating from on top of it. Katie thought about it and figured that perhaps her younger sister had other victims too. Knowing that she had to focus on getting out herself, the tiny apologized silently to the unknown person and promised to send help when she escaped, but then she remembered her mother. What had happened to her?
Her blood running cold, Katie looked back towards the table. That whimper did remind the frightened girl of her mom, and knowing that Savanah had shrunken her too, the possibility of the unknown victim being her seemed likely.
“Mom?” Katie yelled up towards the short counter.
“K…Katie?” a raspy voice replied, which was enough to tell the panicking young woman that her mom was likely up there.
Charging towards one of the wooden legs, Katie did her best to quickly try and scale the table. The leg was splintery and climbing what must have been the equivalent of hundreds of feet to her was exhausting to say the least, but after some time, the panting girl finally clawed her way atop the smooth surface of the table. Blinking, Katie wearily rose back to her feet, squinting to make out a heavily silhouetted object near the other end. Dragging her tired feet towards it, her eyes widened as whatever it was came into view. While still a virgin, Katie was still familiar with sex toys and the like, and what she was staring at now was no doubt a butt plug. The narrow top, the wider base. The white, plastic surface was covered in dark splotches, but what really got Katie’s attention was the network of sting that was holding something in place.
“MOM?” The young woman shrieked as she realized what she was staring at. Strapped to the surface of the sex toy was a filthy, worn out, heavily panting Francine.
“K-Katie…I…where we?” Francine replied, seemingly in a state of confusion.
Approaching her, Katie’s nose wrinkled, and the girl couldn’t help but clasp her hands over her nose and mouth as she took in a horrendous smell that seemed to be surrounding the toy.
“Holy fuck, mom, what happened? What did Savanah do to you?” the tiny asked while coughing.
The fact that her mom was restrained to something meant to go up one’s rectum painted a very grim picture of what the poor woman must have been going through while Katie was enduring her own torture.
“Did she stick you up her ass on that thing? What was-” Katie began.
“ASS! No more, no more ass….8 hours…only farts, shit, only ass. The smell will never come out….never come out,” Francine screamed, before proceeding to whimper to herself.
The tiny daughter merely stood teary-eyed at her poor mother, wondering just how brutal it was being up Savanah’s butt presumably all night. Katie herself had only spent several minutes in there, and she couldn’t imagine what several hours must have been like. The filthy, fecal-stained woman seemed to be mentally broken, no longer able to think straight and still heavily traumatized by what she had to go through.
“Don’t worry, mom, I’m going to get us out of here and we’ll bring that bitch to justice!” Katie vowed, approaching the reeking sex toy to attempt to find a way to untie her mother. Just then, the heart-stopping sound of approaching, giantess footsteps sounded from outside the room.
“Oh dear mother! Your favorite daughter is asleep, so why don’t we have a little more bonding time, just the two of us?” Savanah called from behind the door.
Panicking, Katie’s eyes darted around the table for a place to hide. Other than the butt plug, the surface was empty of anything else, and glancing over the edge, the fall would likely be fatal if she jumped.
“NO! No, can’t go back, can’t go back!” Francine began to screech, writhing against the soiled surface of the toy.
“Mom be quiet, we can’t get her attention,” Katie whispered. Before either of the women could react, the door flung open and in marched Savanah, her naked, pale body jiggling as she flickered on the lights.
“Holy shit….Katie? The giantess exclaimed, her older sister freezing in place on the low table. “How the fuck did you get out?” Heart pounding as her mom screamed hysterically, the young brunette paused and considered jumping to her death, but her legs refused to move as her survival instincts fought to decide her next action. She got little time to think, as her
younger sibling quickly stomped over and snatched her up in her hand.
“You little bitch, I can’t believe you actually tried to run!” Savanah sneered angrily. “You’re going to get it now, I was going to give you a night off but fuck that! I’m going to make you wish you’d stayed wrapped up in my panties.”
Katie felt as if she was about to piss herself as her mind began to race at what her young sister might do to her.
“Savanah, I’m sorry, but please let us go! Just look at how mom is, how can-” Katie began, but was interrupted by her slob of a sibling for the umptieth time.
“Sit tight mom, you’re going back up my butt all day tomorrow!” Savanah called behind her, which resulted in a bellowing screech from Francine. “Any who, lets make a deal now, shall we?”
Carrying her writhing older sister to the bed, the BBW flopped down onto her belly while raising her big bum into the air somewhat, dangling her shrunken victim over her cavernous crack.
“Here’s the deal. You fucked with me by escaping and almost ruining my plan, so to avoid some nasty, nasty punishment, you’re going to have to do something for me,” Savanah began.
“W-what?” Katie whimpered.
“Eat my ass, bitch. Lick it, clean it, run your tiny tongue all along my dirty butthole,” her sister continued, the evil smirk returning to her face.
“Oh my god no, no, please no. I can’t your ass-” Katie started
“Do it or I swear to god I will bury you alive under a full week’s worth of shit. Lick my ass, NOW,” Savanah hissed as she mercilessly dropped her tiny victim into her waiting crack.
Katie bounced off of the left cheek and slid into the deep, dark abyss, physically feeling her body slither into the muck and grime that saturated the foul environment. The shrunken girl mewed helplessly as she ended up wedged between the warm, fleshy walls, sliding down further until she again found herself face to face with her sister’s filthy butthole. The only thing different was that this time, Katie could technically move and run away if she wanted to, though the girl had enough sense to know that any attempt to leave Savanah’s crack would be futile, and she shuddered at the giantess’ threat earlier about burying her alive in shit if she refused. Crawling on her hands and knees, quivering as she touched the inside of the swampy
crevice, Katie found herself laying down directly in front of the shit-stained, discolored rose bud.
“Oh Fuck,” the disgusted girl moaned, stifling a gag as her tormentor’s brown eye winked back at her. She could barely stomach merely inhaling the stench, let alone consider licking Savanah’s horrid hole, but being buried under a potential flood of excrement was enough to motivate her to draw her tongue. Sliding it along its wrinkly surface, Katie immediately gagged and had to turn away instantly. The bitter, tarry taste of shit stung her tongue, but a single lick wasn’t going to satisfy the BBW giantess.
“What part about ‘lick’ don’t you understand? Get in there!” Savanah yelled as she used a finger to press her older sister against her butthole. Katie yelped as her face was forcibly mashed into the filth in front of her, smothered and unable to breathe.
“If you want air, let me actually feel your tongue,” the plus sized slob ordered. The tiny writhing around in her crack could already feel her lungs burn for oxygen, and she knew that it was either lick or die. Opening her mouth again, Katie began to drag her tongue against the slimy surface that she was pressed into over and over. After the first few licks, she already wished that she hadn’t even been born. Tongue turning a brownish-green as it was reluctantly rubbed along the dirty orifice, the poor Katie sobbed as she licked at her sister’s ass. She desperately tried to stifle her gags, but this just led to her accidently swallowing some of the revolting substances that had accumulated on her tortured tongue. Over and over again she licked, yet her younger sibling continued to hold her down, denying her the life-giving air.
“Oops, here comes the first of that Mexican food!” Savanah called teasingly as a loud gurgle sounded from deep below, like a smelly volcano about to erupt. Releasing her finger just as she pushed, the disgusting BBW pumped out a solid 10-second fart that blew out directly in front of the tiny. The equivalent of a hurricane-force wind blasted Katie’s face and it felt like her features was going to rip off from the intense wave. The wall of air forbidding her lungs from taking any in, the little girl was finally able to breathe once the fart stopped, but unfortunately for her, that was when the full force of the gas could be smelled.
“FUUCMMMEE,” Katie tried to speak before doubling over, her body spasming as if she was having a seizure in response to what could only be described as literal toxic gas. This fart was in a league of its own compared to all ones prior, the upset stomach-causing, greasy, processed fast food had spawned a scent that could probably be compared to several tons of aged cheese on a hot summer day, combined with cow dung, and maybe a hint of decaying fruit. The stench was almost visible as a searing fog filled the cavernous crack, and poor Katie was laying right in the middle of it.
“Hey! Did I say stop? Keep licking!” Savanah commanded, unaware of just how much her fart was destroying her sister. Between her cheeks, the shrunken girl gasped silently as she writhed withing the greenish haze. It was hard to endure, but the promise of a shit-burial was too much for her. Despite the dizzying gas, Katie tried again at running her tongue around the crap-caked surface of the giant sphincter, dry heaving as exposing her tongue to the fog made the previously revolting excrement taste like cake by comparison.
“Mmmm now that actually does feel pretty good, keep at it,” Savanah moaned as she began to rub her own breasts, squeezing her nipples she felt her slave’s tiny tongue grace her booty. Unfortunately, this pleasure was loosening the BBW’s guts up even more.
Katie mouth opened in a silent scream as a 15-second fart rippled and bubbled out of her sister’s asshole just as she was licking it, this time showering her in a rain of butt juice and runny shit. The Mexican-food fart stun her eyes and robbed her of most of her senses. Up was down and down was up as the poor girl sputtered and rolled to her side, twitching like a fly that had just been hit with bug spray. The green cloud of gas got thicker as it crept slowly out of Savanah’s thick cheeks, but with her prone position, ensured that the heaviest part of the fart lingered near the hole. Tongue forever burned with the taste of shit and something fouler, Katie began to silently cry as she lay there breathing the horrendous scent. Whether she sucked in air with her nose or mouth, the poor thing could taste or smell it. Up above, Savanah had begun masturbating again, this time to the fragrance of her own gas and the fact that it was her older sister that had to inhale it.
Fighting with all her might, Katie slowly rose back to her hands and knees, beyond gagging at this point and was merely struggling to survive the inhospitable atmosphere. Another mighty blast of gas sounded from right in front of her, and this time the tiny wondered if it would ever stop before the 30-second monster of a fart finally ended. An intense fecal stench so powerful that it would never leave Katie’s nose knocked her back to the fleshly floor, splattered flecks of shit stinging her eyes and causing the girl to want to rip all her skin off out of pure disgust for her situation. Limbs spasming while her face remained paralyzed, the
tortured tiny had no choice but to let the poisonous air in unfiltered as her eyes streamed tears and from her mouth, bile.
“Ohhhh yeah, you like my fart? You like that nasty gas? Good girl,” Savanah whispered to herself as she moved a hand underneath her crotch and began to rapidly tap her clit as she almost started humping her outstretched fingers. The smell of her putrid, fast food gas was making her own eyes water now and knowing that it must have been a hundred times worse for the shrunken girl made her all the hornier. “Take this one, take it all in, there you go,” The plus sized slob moaned as she reached orgasm, ripping one more solid, 20-second long fart that violently ripped from deep within her colon. The girl’s mind was so lost in ecstasy that she hadn’t even realized that she’d sharted up the tight confines of her buttcrack.
Katie let out a final, muffled squeal as a geyser of liquidly shit followed the latest toxic wave. Soaked with a with enough excrement to render her entire body a sickly green-brown, the revolted girl entered another full on panic attack as her curled up, shaking like a leaf with her mind close to snapping from being consumed by Savanah’s filth. Her skin would remain
splotchy, the discoloration of the shit covering her would dye it forever, while the noxious fumes of her little sister would stain her entire body for the rest of her life.
“Whew, thank you for that,” the giantess said panting as she rose off the bed, squeezing her cheeks together to keep the tiny prisoner in place. Taking the glass fishbowl and squatting over it, Savanah unclenched her butt and watched below as a soiled Katie and a good few globs of shit dropped down. “Oops, I see gave you a little more than farts,” the BBW laughed evilly. “Oh well, you’ll just have to get used to it, I have much more planned this week!”
Knee-deep in sloppy excrement, Katie merely sobbed and whimpered, beyond the point of pleading with her sadistic younger sister for mercy. She fell backwards into the crap as the bowl was hastily carried into the air, where Savanah proceeded to carry it to the front of the large, wall-mounted TV on the other side of the bed.
“Look sis, you’re on TV!” The voluptuous giantess exclaimed as she held the bowl close to the screen for Katie to see. Squinting through the foggy glass, the exhausted girl watched as a reporter was walking amongst a very familiar neighborhood…
“It has now been three days since mother and daughter Francine and Katie Cunningham have been reported missing, and police say there are little leads to their whereabouts. 18-year old Savanah Cunningham, who police have already investigated, is the only person left in the house and has claimed that her older sister and mother planned to desert and abandon her out of spite.” The blonde-haired, young reporter said as she stopped Infront of their family home.
“Police have also confirmed that there are no other people on the property, so Savanah will be given state benefits and be allowed to live in the home while the search for her family continues.” She finished before the camera switched back to the news anchor, where the beaming BBW turned back to the bowl.
“You hear that, sis? I get free money and I get to stay here using you and mom as my butt slaves for as long as I want! That’s what I call success, I think our mother bet on the wrong horse now, don’t you? Savanah sadistically teased her already suffering sister.
Though she’d been sobbing out of her disgust before, Katie really wanted to cry now as she fell into a state of utter despair at hearing the news. Throughout the weekend, she’d hoped
that maybe the police would eventually come looking for her but knowing that they didn’t find anything (and how could they, she was 1 inch tall) she felt the situation was particularly hopeless. Slumping against the glass, saturated in shit, still inhaling the ingrained smell of her younger sister’s toxic farts, Katie shuddered as her mind slipped into another anxiety attack while Savanah carried the bowl back to its place on the dresser until the towering slob decided to take her out for more butt torture. For now, the girl’s soiled asshole had a date with the poor, mentally broken Francine, leading the unfortunate, doomed Katie to sit there in realization that this was just the beginning of her new life serving her disgusting sister, and it wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
PART 2
Chapter 1: Twenty Years Later
38-year-old Savanah Cunningham licked the remnants of her 7th ice cream sandwich of the day from her pudgy fingers, a fitting dessert following her hearty lunch of loaded nachos and mountain dew’s newest gas-inducing variant. Waddling down the hallway of her spacious basement lair and wanting to cap off yet another luxurious afternoon, the pear-shaped, blonde BBW figured that she would treat herself to the 4th masturbation session of the day on top of her favorite sex toy: her older sister, Katie.
It had been approximately twenty years since the fateful week where the young, newly adulted Savanah had utilized illegal shrinking drugs on her own sibling and mother, turning their new, one inch-tall bodies into living sex toys for the girl’s most sick and perverted desires. Life had become a living hell for the poor Katie and Francine, where they both had to endure countless hours of torment beneath and within the lethal weapon that their sadistic captor called her ass. Naturally, both women resisted, but it wasn’t long before Savanah shattered her own mother’s mind and effectively destroyed her ability to fight back with the onslaught of disgusting torture, rendering the poor slave a ‘broken’ sex toy in the eyes of the twisted BBW. A butt plug that didn’t wiggle around inside her anus as she inserted it didn’t work for Savanah, who then regularly increased the nastiness that she dispensed upon Francine to try and spur a
reaction, until a particular day that would forever live in infamy to the Katie. It had been almost a year since they had been shrunk, and the older sister had watched as her unfortunate mom was taken once again by her giantess sibling, unaware that it would be the last time she’d ever see her. That particular night, Savanah had dined on a few dozen ghost-pepper hot wings, which effectively turned her gut into a munitions factory and produced the mustard gas equivalent of a fart. Francine, who had been rendered docile by that time, knew something was up as she began to squirm rapidly for the first time in months as she was inserted into her BBW daughter’s grimy anus, pleasantly surprising Savanah as she moaned while shoving her mom head-first into her reeking sphincter. Working her clit furiously, the slob of a woman enjoyed one of the most powerful orgasms in her life as she felt the woman in her ass writhe like no tomorrow as she began to release a series of endless, upset-stomach fueled, hot-wing farts that were so nasty that it reawakened the broken Francine’s survival instincts and the poor thing struggled immensely to escape the inhospitable gas.
Almost half an hour later and following an orgasm that had Savanah screaming to the roof, the BBW was almost shocked when she pushed her now lifeless mother from her anus, but she just took it as her ultimate accomplishment. In mourning, Katie figured that her poor mom eventually succumbed to a noxious environment so foul that her body simply could not cope, a fate that the shrunken girl wondered if she would eventually face as well. Unfortunately
for her, this motivated Savanah to try and keep her remaining prisoner alive for as long as possible, and despite Katie wanting to end her life countless times, here she was in the future almost twenty-years later, still a miserable, utterly hopeless slave to the tyrant of a BBW.
“Hey sis, I just had a HUGE lunch, and you know how much I like having a little ‘me time’ after a good meal,” Savanah said teasingly as she approached a familiar, clear glass aquarium that had served as her sister’s home for the last two decades. Physically, the thick slob hadn’t changed too much since she was 18, still sporting a pudgy stomach and ample bosom, though her prized rear end had grown significantly over the years, giving the evil woman a titanic, three and a half foot-wide ass that dwarfed most things that were unfortunate enough to be sat on by her. As well, her already unbearable gas and body odor only seemed to be getting worse as the years ticked by.
Her pale, jiggling booty swayed and shook with each step as Savanah made her way across her pigsty of a basement, which she still chose as her lair despite the fact that the state had awarded her the whole house (as well as a generous monthly benefit) in lieu of her moms supposed ‘abandonment’. With free money regularly coming in, the BBW had endless free time to spend her days eating, relaxing, and masturbating, all with her ‘beloved’ older sister.
The once-clear walls of the aquarium had long-since been dulled a nasty-looking green by the countless times that Savanah had farted inside it (with Katie within, of course). Reaching her hand into the filthy living quarters, the sadistic woman withdrew her poor sister and held her shrivelled body up to the light, smiling at her life’s work. Decades ago, Katie was a head turner, her raw beauty capturing the eyes of men everywhere she went, and had she tried, she probably could have scored any man she wanted. Savanah, of course, felt slighted by this in her youth as men meanwhile were regularly disgusted by her slobby habits and poor hygiene (though the prideful girl never got the hint). In the present day, however, poor Katie was a far cry from her former self. Years of endless fart and scat torture in and around her sister’s ass had
dyed the poor woman’s skin a permanent, sickly dark green-brown color, while her once beautiful brown hair was thin, stringy, consistently messy and reeking from sweat, ass juice, or mashed-in fecal matter that often polluted it during her torments. Gazing down at the floor as she dangled in her sister’s grubby hand, Katie couldn’t stop thinking about how the long drop to the floor would kill her and mercifully end her miserable existence, where despite her many attempts of suicide over the years, Savanah ensured that she survived, even going as far as to drug her and force-feed her the basic nutrients she needed to live.
“Alrightly, to Savanah’s relaxation station we go!” the chunky blonde declared as she hauled her shrunken victim around the corner with her, entering a section of the basement that had become an extensive computer set up. Three monitors adorned an expansive desk, where a jumbo-sized office chair stood pulled out ready to accommodate the humongous ass that it regularly served. Katie cringed as she caught sight of the visible skid marks on the seat of chair, a consequence of Savanah regularly sitting on it without pants or panties. It had been many years since she’d been broken down into her sister’s slave, but Katie assumed that the reason why her captor was so set on keeping her alive was the minuscule amount of fight that she had left in her, and the poor girl couldn’t help it. Even as Savanah forced her shrunken body to lay down on the chair on her back, Katie instinctively put up a weak struggle as the BBW unceremoniously slapped on a piece of tape to secure her in place, where Savanah then hovered her titanic rear over the chair, casting a shadow over the tiny that spelt doom.
“I think I’ll rub one out to the video I saved of the time I accidently gassed-out mom, what do you think, sis?” the pear-shaped sadist asked playfully from above.
“Kill me, just please, kill me,” Katie replied flatly, her nose wrinkling at the stink that wafted from between the cheeks that hung above her.
“Katie, Katie, Katie,” Savanah said shaking her head. “Why would I ever want to silence my favorite toy? Mom is gone, so you’ve got to fill her place too. Now be a good girl and sniff my butt while sissy enjoy herself.”
With that, Savanah spread her cheeks wide and sat down heavily onto the springy chair below, making sure that her shrunken sister ended up right between them and mashed flat against her dirty butthole. Katie mewed as her world went dark and the unbearable weight of her sibling crushed down around her. Having her tiny, one-inch body compressed beneath a meaty booty was a pain, sure, but the once-beautiful girl had long since gotten used to it compared to the revolting smell that polluted her nose as her face was smashed against the grimy surface of Savanah’s anus. Indeed, despite the many years that had passed and the countless mental breakdowns that she suffered; Katie found that she could never get used to the smell of her sister’s filthy bum.
Feeling her slave begin to wiggle beneath her, Savanah smirked as she opened a video from her treasure trove of sinister homemade torture porn and contrary to her statement to Katie earlier, began to rub her clit to an older video from when she celebrated her 20th birthday by eating a whole cake in one sitting, and then using Katie as Human toilet paper for the resulting bowl-filling dump that took place afterwards.
“Oh yeah, look at her squirm in my shit,” Savanah moaned, biting her lip as she got to the segment where she ‘accidently’ dropped a heavily soiled Katie into the shit-filled toilet,
resulting in a crescendo of tiny screams. Rubbing her ass around on her creaking chair, the horny BBW continued to masturbate while feeling the filth of the day rub off on her victim below. Anus puckering, Savanah eventually lifted one of her weighty buttcheeks from the seat and using her free hand, roughly grabbed her already-suffering sister from the tape bonds and hastily crammed her head-first up her waiting sphincter. This wasn’t the first, second, or even hundredth time that Katie had been used as a Human butt plug, but the poor thing still shrieked like no tomorrow as her body from her head to her ankles disappeared up Savanah’s hole, which swallowed her like some horrible creature. Coated in leftover shit and a sprinkle of ass sweat, the tiny sobbed silently as she took in the mind shattering, almost deadly reek of the inside of her sister’s colon.
“Mmmmm there we go, sniff it, sniff my butt,” Savanah moaned as she pinched Katie’s little legs and proceeded to pump her in and out of her twitching asshole, though ensuring that the girl’s head never exited the rectum. Naturally, her older sibling struggled of course, especially as the ravenous BBW began to pump faster and faster, her own sweat serving as the perfect lube. The smell of ass began to fill the room, and the slobby giantess eventually reached orgasm through the feeling of her Human dildo inside her and the tantalizingly evil video before her on the computer. Pulling Katie all the way out of her butt, Savanah sighed as she returned the tiny to the skid marked area of the chair and reburied her beneath her cheeks. Too broken down and exhausted to move, the 41-year-old merely lay still, smothered and sobbing in silence, the stink of her sister to pollute her senses for hours on end.
Leaning against the chair back, Savanah sighed again as she looked at the monitors. Closing the video, she couldn’t help but feel like something was lacking as she came.
Masturbating with the help of Katie still felt good, it just didn’t have the same rush that it did a long time ago. Worse yet, her anus had eventually expanded in response to the tiny repeatedly being shoved up there, so it wasn’t as tight and pleasurable anymore, and though Katie still struggled to an extent, Savanah longed for the days where her sister used to fight for her life when she got even a whiff of her big butt. Squeezing out a deeply muffled fart on top of her little victim, the bratty behemoth shook her head in frustration where she barely felt a nudge from below her in response. Gone were the days where her gas would send Katie into a panicked frenzy, where her fear and desperation felt so real and powerful. That was what made Savanah horniest. Now, the shrunken woman was just a hollowed-out husk of her former self who had long since given up on freedom, wishing now only for the sweet release of death.
“Well, it has been about twenty years,” Savanah sighed to herself, bouncing a little on the creaking chair. “Maybe its time for something new. You hear me, sis? You’re B-O-R-I-N-G me now!” she sang to the tiny beneath her. “Maybe I’ll just get rid of you the same way I got rid of mom, I don’t know.”
Turning her attention back to the screen, Savanah got an idea. Logging onto a special VPN, the sinister BBW entered the dark web, as she still occasionally did since her teenage years, to look for anything interesting. She’d long been contemplating getting a new ‘toy’ to replace her mom, and now that she was on the cusp of retiring her sister, Savanah decided to get serious about her search. Amongst the many webpages leading to ways to purchase weapons, military vehicles, and even sex robots, the perusing woman hit gold. Apparently in the future, this inquiry was simpler than she’d expect.
“Holy shit balls,” Savanah gasped to herself open-mouthed as she came upon an online ‘Human pet store’ that ended being exactly what she was searching for. It turned out that the shrinking serum that she’d purchased from the shadowy pharmaceutical corporation many years ago had sold their technology to a powerful loan company, which was now apparently using the shrinking tech to turn the family members of those who borrowed large sums of money from them into ‘Human collateral’, where the unfortunate shrunken victims would then be sold on the black market should their family members be unable to repay their loans.
“Brutal! You have assholes signing their own families away as collateral, and its legal too!” Savanah chuckled as she read the company’s description. “We must have had some weird presidents.”
Indeed, while the couch-potato lifestyle of Savanah ensured that she paid the news little attention, she knew that it was still technically illegal to just purchase other Human beings. However, apparently this loan company had the power to legally shrink people who were signed away as collateral by people who borrowed from them, where she assumed that they then sold them illegally on the dark web as a way to recover their money.
“My kind of company!” Savanah snickered, browsing the selection of shrunken people that were allegedly for sale on the website. Scrolling down for a while, the BBW gravitated towards the ‘female’ section, where she looked up and down the pretty, doll-like faces until she reached a couple of women that supposedly were sold as a pair.
“Wait a second is that…no way…. Rachel and Ashley Lambert? From Highschool?” the tantalized slob said with her mouth agape, flabbergasted at the duo that was touted as a BOGO
special on the site. No doubt about it, the profiles that Savanah was currently staring at were none other than the two sisters that helped make her high school career a shitty one. Rachel had been the platinum blonde, skinny-ass senior cheer captain that helped her similar-looking 10th grade sister Ashley get on the team, despite there being more talented girls. Both students were very attractive, which made them extremely popular and some of the most powerful kids in the school, and of course if one wasn’t below a certain weight, then these sisters would make it their life’s work to make whichever unfortunate individual’s life miserable. Sadly for the overweight, 9th grade Savanah, the bratty cheerleaders selected her as their target.
Though dwarfing the girls in size, the plus size teen at the time would have kicked both their asses, but they were always surrounded by their whole cheer team, who through their combined efforts would have ensured that it would have been a one-sided fight.
“Fucking cunts, I remember when they stole a pair of my undies and sent them up the flagpole outside, then everyone laughed at my skid marks!” Savanah sneered as she reminisced some of the torment she went through because of these girls. Now here they were, Rachel and Ashley, currently age 41 and 39 respectively, available for purchase. An evil grin spread across the BBW’s face as she clicked ‘buy now’, and with that, the two women were supposedly on their way and would arrive in two days. At $10,000 USD for the both of them, Savanah relished in the fact that she was using taxpayer money that she didn’t earn to buy living, breathing, shrunken Human beings. The cherry on top was that these were two of her former bullies, and she could hardly wait to get started on putting them through her practiced and perfected anal tortures.
Eventually peeling her foetid ass off the heavily sunken chair, Savanah rose to her feet to move over the living room area of the basement to watch some TV and maybe attend to her other growing snack hoard. Laying in a butt-shaped sweat stain on the seat, Katie wheezed as her lungs took in fresh-ish air after being trapped under her sister’s bum for the last hour, sitting up to rub her sunken eyes as she idly stared ahead. Her giantess captor’s back turned, the tiny felt a surge of adrenaline as she realized that this was the perfect opportunity for an escape attempt, and rushed the edge of the chair intending on flinging herself to the floor far below. This would kill her, of course, but Katie had long since given up on leaving that basement alive. Weak legs trembling as she strode towards her doom, the long-tortured girl closed her eyes as she jumped into the air and waited for death’s embrace, freeing her from a life of suffering- only to be promptly caught by an unusually speedy Savanah.
“Really, Katie? Another one? This is what, your 50th suicide attempt since I shrunk ya?” The BBW said in a lecturing tone, looking down at her sister in feigned disappointment. “You just earned yourself a few hours up my butt after my evening dump tonight, and I have a feeling its going to be extra chunky,” She finished with the nasty promise, causing Katie to weep silently as Savanah placed her back in her glass home until then. Staring at the fogged, glass walls of the aquarium, the poor girl sat against the wall in utter misery as she read the multiple engravings that she had scratched into the surface with her own nails, a desperate attempt to contact any stranger who might happen to enter the basement.
The messages “HELP ME,” and “SAVE ME PLEASE” were slightly visible on the outside of the aquarium, which the unfortunate prisoner had chipped and scraped her own nails until bloody to write. Savanah had just laughed when she saw it and didn’t even attempt to remove
the scratched-in writing, for she knew that her sister had zero hope of ever getting out of there. Crying herself to sleep, Katie closed her eyes and passed out to the smell of the inside of her sibling’s ass still up her nose, the toxic smell serving as some cruel sleep aid.
Chapter 2: The New Girls
The ring of the doorbell prompted Savanah to haul ass upstairs, almost forgetting to throw the smallest amount of clothes on due to her being accustomed to lounging around almost or fully naked. Her shapely, perfectly pear-shaped butt bounced and jiggled as a pair of gym shorts hugged the cheeks tightly, while a sweat-stained white T-shirt hung loosely over the slobby woman’s plump chest and slightly bulging belly as she reached for the front door. Yanking it open, Savanah smiled as a young delivery man who couldn’t have been older than 25 stood there holding out a small package that had notable airholes, along with a ‘LIVE ANIMAL’ sticker on the side.
“Hey cutie, this for me?” Savanah winked at the young man, who was initially ogling at the curvy woman before him and her many assets until he caught a whiff of her BO. The scent of sweaty armpit mixed with the unmistakable smell of swamp ass had the man’s lust turn to disgust in less than five seconds.
“Sign here, please,” He asked, stifling a gag and turning away from the door until Savanah had signed for the package.
Sticking out her lower lip in a pout, the reeking woman watched as the cute boy quickly marched back to his truck. “What a prude! I’m one hell of a sexy woman, dude probably couldn’t handle me anyway,” she reasoned. Holding the shoebox-sized package up, Savanah smirked as she could make out tiny whimpers coming from within. “I don’t need a man anyway, now that I have you girls!”
Having abstained from masturbating for a whole two days just for this occasion, the ravenous BBW was hornier than ever and more than ready to break out her new ‘toys’. Rushing back to her fortress of solitude, Savanah excitedly unwrapped the box and tore the lid off of the cardboard container that supposedly held the people that she’d ordered. Mouth wide with wonder and glee, the giantess looked down at what was obviously two, 1-inch tall girls, both cowered into one of the corners and whimpering as they embraced each other for comfort. Draped in what appeared to be beautiful, white silk dresses, they looked almost like little dolls. A small information card came included in the box, and Savanah quickly snatched it up to read it:
Tiny Friends Pets Store Presents: Rachel and Ashley Lambert! These beauties were legally signed away by their own mother to borrow gambling money from the revolutionary SmallPrice Loan corporation, who shrunk and took possession of them when mommy Lambert failed to pay her debts! Ending up in our stock eventually, these ladies seemed especially excited when they found out who was purchasing them, so please enjoy our product, Ms. Cunningham!
“Holy crap, it really is you guys, isn’t it?” Savanah said open mouthed in disbelief, leaning close over the box. “Rachel? Ashley? You remember your old pal, Savanah?” she asked.
Both raising their shivering heads up towards the bright light above them, the two girls blinked as the looked at their former victim’s beaming face.
“S…Savanah?” Rachel asked, before breaking into a weak smile. “I had hoped it would be you when those sick fucks at that goddamn Human warehouse said who bought us. Thank god!”
“Yeah, I remember you alright, you still got that pretty blonde hair!” Ashely added, now smiling up at the giantess as well. This introduction from her two former bullies had caught Savanah completely off-guard, who’s evil grin had faded into a look of bewilderment.
“Um, ‘scuse me, ladies, but what are you so happy about? I mean, its me, Savanah, didn’t you guys hate me?” The confused giantess asked, tilting her head.
“Look, I know we were super-mean to you in high school, and we’re both so sorry about that, but didn’t you buy us in order to set us free from that awful website?” Rachel asked, a hint of nervousness in her voice. “I mean, we thought that surely you recognized us on the site and maybe sympathized with two people that you used to know?”
The evil smirk returned to Savanah’s lips upon hearing this, and seconds later, the BBW threw her head back in a chorus of cruel laughter directed at the innocent ignorance of the two tinies. These girls, who had sent Savanah home crying on many occasions, seriously had it in
their minds that she had spent $10,000 solely to rescue them from the website, something that the sadistic woman found incredibly hilarious.
“No, you fucking idiots!” Savanah spat, breaking from her laughter. “Why do you think I was on an illegal Human-purchasing site? I bought you two specifically because I have so, so, so many things that I want to do to you,” She finished, licking her lips at the now quivering girls.
“Wh-what do you mean? Are you going to kill us or something?” Ashley whimpered.
“Nope, but after your first time with my big butt, you two are probably going to be begging for death,” Savanah replied,
“Butt? What are you talking about?” Rachel asked, trying to remain strong for her sister.
“My big old booty that you two used to tease me about, of course,” the giantess replied in a matter-of-factly tone. “My fat ass is going to become your world, your god. Here, let me show you what’s in store.”
Spinning around, Savanah plucked off her shorts and presented her titanic, world shaking rear end and hung it above the box that the two shrunken women were still trapped in. Returning to the corner, the sisters squealed in revulsion as the nose-wrinkling stench of ass wafted into the container, holding each other tight as they looked up at the humongous bum in fear. Placing a hand on each of her great, pale cheeks, Savanah let out an un-ladylike grunt and pushed. A thundering fart ripped from the puckering rosebud that was protruding from between those spread cheeks, dousing the entire container in a warm, thick smell of sour milk.
The dainty, dress-clad women screamed bloody murder as they coughed and gagged on the putrid smell, in complete disbelief that they were being farted upon by their former victim.
Smiling, Savanah pushed harder in order to reveal the true purpose of this ‘demonstration’, as much as the disgusted screams of her former bullies made her horny. Through their fart-stung eyes, the revolted girls below, still retching on the gas, watched as what appeared to be a pair of Human legs suddenly poked out form the giantess’ dirty asshole, and as the anus began to pulsate and pucker, more and more of the person’s body emerged from the stinky depths of Savanah’s rectum. Rachel and Ashely screamed in horror as Katie’s limp body dropped from the giant butt above them, landing in a heap at the other side of the box.
“What the fuck! What the fuck, what the fuck!” Ashely screeched at the sight of the heavily-soiled girl. “There was a person up your ass!?”
“Lambert sisters, I’d like you to meet your predecessor and my personal ass slave of the last twenty years, my dear older sister, Katie!” Savanah proclaimed proudly, turning back around to peer into the package. Rachel gagged loudly, covering her mouth and nose as she caught a whiff of the putrid stink that was emitting from the filthy girl laying before her and her sibling, looking in horror at the crumpled heap of a person. Katie was in bad shape at the moment, Savanah had anally inserted her very early in the morning in preparation for this very captivating demonstration, where she was forced up against the remnants of a particularly nasty case of the runs for over 5 hours. Skin stinging from the vile shit that covered her from
head to toe, the poor girl moaned quietly as the two other women looked on, reeling from the smell.
“Fuck, I remember Katie, she was in my class,” Rachel whispered to Ashley. “Good lord, she doesn’t even look Human anymore.”
“What the fuck happened to her? Was that fucking cow sticking her in her ass this whole time?” the younger sister wondered nervously.
“Why, yes! This fat cow has been using dear Katie as a Human butt plug, dildo, fart filter, and pretty much whatever I feel like for the last two decades!” Savanah interrupted, shocking the sisters. “Now, its your turn, and I can’t wait to do the exact same thing to you two! Hah, you’re going to totally smell like my ass for the rest of your lives!” the evil giantess finished with a cackle.
As the BBW predicted, both tinies quickly fell into a chorus of desperate begging and pleading.
“Savanah, please! You can’t do this to us, I’m sorry we fucked with you in school!” Rachel squealed, getting down on her knees.
“This is so fucked up, high school was years ago, just please let us free!” Ashely cried in frustration. She had less patience than her older sister and couldn’t help but feel a bit of anger at the fact that Savanah had bought them for petty revenge.
“Ash has a bit of a mouth on her, I can already tell, so I think I’ll start with her!” The sadistic woman above them exclaimed, reaching into the box and prying the screaming Ashely
from her sister’s arms. “Mmm you’re a cute one, I don’t know what I’m going to do with you first,” Savanah continued, holding the writhing woman up to her face. “Oh, I know! How about you get a further introduction to my gas with a little fart-filtering session.”
With that, the gleeful giantess stomped away with the mewing girl in her hands, ready to grab some supplies. ‘Fart-filtering’ was a torture that Savanah had come up with many years ago that basically involved injecting the tiny victim with a substance called ‘serum-M’, another experimental drug purchased on the dark web, that forced the person’s mouth to open with no way to make it close until the drug wore off hours later. The tiny would then have only their head inserted into Savanah’s butthole, with the rest of their body dangling out of it. The idea was that the victim was to ‘filter’ the BBW’s unholy gas via filling their poor lungs with it. With their mouths forced open, unending toxic farts would pour down their nose and mouth, forcing them to taste and smell everything. This torture wasn’t exclusively gas all the time, and sometimes the poor victim would find themselves with a mouthful of crap if Savanah wasn’t careful (which she rarely was).
“Alrighty, a little serum-M mixed with a short-term paralyzing agent and voila! You’re basically a living doll,” Savanah touted as she pricked the squirming girl with a pin dipped with the substance. Ashely had begun to swear up and down at the slobby woman who held her tight, until her body began to go limp and a strange, burning sensation in her jaw forced her mouth wide open.
“Ughh-uhhh-ughh?” the tiny girl attempted to speak but couldn’t form any words of course due to her frozen jaw.
“Alrighty, I have a bad case of swamp ass, so your little face should slide right on up there! Hehe, that dress won’t be so white after I’m done with you,” Savanah reiterated, taking a seat and lowering the girl’s now still form closer and closer to the depths of hell. Sitting on the plush futon in the living room, the BBW sat back and lifted both legs, spreading her cheeks and revealing her grimy asshole that caused Ashely to begin to panic at the sight of the quickly approaching sphincter.
“I had a lot of dairy last night, so may god be with you,” Savanah winked as she unceremoniously plopped the girl’s upper body into her waiting sphincter, which opened slightly with a revolting squelch to welcome her inside. Being larger than the tiny’s 1-inch body, the slobby giantess had to clench her asshole quite a ways to ensure that Ashely’s body from her head to the top of her chest remained tightly fixed in place. A smile crept across Savanah’s face as she felt the girl in her rectum thrash and kick around seconds later, the sensation on her anus already sending a pleasurable tickle that made her pussy quiver. “Ah, the struggles, how I missed them,” she said with a sigh.
As soon as her head had been forced through the slimy opening, panic immediately set in as Ashely found herself in total darkness, her head compressed by the fleshly, moist walls of the orifice. As she unwittingly sucked in a deep breath through her open mouth, the trapped girl’s body began to writhe as an unending set of retching and gagging sounded from her throat. The intense fecal stench of Savanah’s colon delivered a nauseating hot and humid air that clung to Ashely’s face every time she drew breathe. To her, it smelt as if she had gone right down to the toilet of a filled port-a-potty and sniffed deeply. Choking, the poor thing wriggled around like a worm, unwittingly pleasuring her captor again as she tried to back out of the foul
place, but unfortunately for Ashley, she wouldn’t get away with only sniffing the inside of Savanah’s ass.
“Fire in the hole!” the BBW called playfully as she squeezed out a 10-second long, meaty, milk and eggs fart. Smiling, Savanah relished in the fact that she could barely hear the sound of flatulence herself, which meant that her captive was doing her job and absorbing the bulk of the fart. Ashley felt like her face was going to be ripped from her skull as she was blasted with the equivalent to hurricane force winds at her size, the hot air stinging her skin and sending her gasping for breath, which ended up being the worst thing that she could possibly do. Tears in her eyes, the tortured woman dry heaved as the taste of pure shit polluted her tongue and dried up her throat with its sickly, burning reek.
“Ahahahah, where are you trying to run to, Ash?” Savanah asked as she looked down to see the pair of legs sticking out of her asshole kicking wildly, comically looking as if they were running in place. Pinching out a silent 15-second blast of gas, the sadistic giantess chuckled as the movements increased 10-fold. Lungs still filled with the sour milk stench of the first fart, Ashley felt as if her sinuses were on fire as this new silent wave of gas blew gently against her facial features, but this was only the calm before the sense-destroying storm. Tongue aflame with the taste of unrivaled pure shit, the girl became lost with the urge to gag and vomit as her body desperately tried to expel the toxicity that was flowing down her throat and into her lungs. In conjunction with the gas entering her mouth, all Ashley could smell right now was fresh crap that may as well have been shoved up her nostrils there and then. The giantess’ gas weakened her, but an adrenaline spike caused reignited her struggles and Savanah soon found herself moaning to the sporadic movements within her.
“Mmmm thats nice, I don’t smell a thing. Good job, fart filter, keep breathing that shit up,” the slob cooed, licking her lips at her new toy, impressed that her body was absorbing all stench. Another 10-second fart hit Ashley like a train and sent hundreds of tiny, real flecks of crap splattering into her face, overwhelming the dainty little girl with revulsion. True, her life hadn’t been easy since her irresponsible mother signed their lives away, but having to inhale a fart a point blank range and now having actual shit stuck to her face sent her mind spiraling into a disgust-fueled panic attack that sent Ashley violently scratching and clawing at her smelly prison, which unknowingly continued to pleasure the giantess.
“Fuck yeah, now I just want you deeper,” Savanah moaned as she used her index finger to poke the tiny’s lower half and push it all the way inside her asshole. The little woman screamed through her open, still-gagging mouth as she felt the rest of her body become enveloped in the grimy tomb, which added to her panic with not being able to move her legs much. She didn’t have the luxury of merely worrying about movement, however, as after a quick 2-second blast, a sizeable chunk of shit around the size of a grapefruit flew directly into Ashley’s open mouth, stopping just inside her outstretched jaw where it remained stuck do to its size. This sent the poor girl retching at the taste and hot texture of the crap ball, its bitter flavor slithering its way down her gagging throat and burning its memory into her tongue forever. Panicking with no way to get the reeking blob of shit out of her mouth, Ashley bucked and writhed with every muscle in her body, the immense stress causing her whole body to go ridged while she flailed trying to escape. These fresh, rejuvenated struggles were what Savanah had been craving from Katie for years, and the nasty BBW wasted no time in bringing two
fingers to her clit and began to rub to the euphoric sensation of the girl in her ass fighting for dear life.
Some distance away back in the box that the two sisters had been delivered in, Rachel, still covering her nose and mouth with her hand to ward off the stench, approached the shit slicked girl from behind. Katie had since recuperated a bit and was now laying on her back and staring blankly at the ceiling.
“Hey its Katie, right? Its me, Rachel Lambert, I had a few classes with you in high school,” the platinum blonde beauty asked the fouled woman. “Are you okay? Good god look at you, has your sister really been shoving you up her ass this whole time?”
“Yes, and worse,” Katie replied flatly. “Give up hope now, there is none down here.”
“Surely there’s a way to escape, right? She’s doing who knows what to my sister, I have to get out of here!” Rachel continued, panickily poking the soiled girl for answers.
“There is no escape. I’ve tried, many, many times. You will never get out of here,” Katie muttered, continuing her thousand-yard stare upwards.
“Well shit, there has to be a way! We can’t ju-” Rachel began to argue, but the booming voice of Savanah interrupted her.
“Fuck yes, this feels like a million bucks! You’re up, Rach,” the horny giantess called as she reached into the box and grabbed the unexpecting girl, who screamed as she watched the box and the table that it sat on grow distant while she was hauled away. Katie watched as the struggling tiny was carried out of sight, and despite her cold responses to her earlier, couldn’t
help but feel sorry for the poor sisters at the hellish torment that they were going to experience.
Plopping her oversized ass back onto the plush couch, Savanah lifted her legs again and slowly lowered the writhing Rachel closer to those spread cheeks.
“Where the hell is my sister? I- oh fuck it stinks, god please don’t put me there!” the shrunken woman cried as her nose caught whiff of the smell of swamp ass and uniped feces.
“Your sis is already in there, so give me a second while I poop her out,” Savanah moaned, until a sick idea popped into her head. “Wait a sec, mmm I wonder if I can fit you in there along with her!”
Rachel opened her mouth into a wide scream and put her arms in front of her face in a pitiful effort to stop herself from being pressed against the BBW’s dirty butthole, but her cries of revulsion were soon silenced as she easily slid past the sweat-slicked opening head-first, entering the tight, dark, grimy world that was Savanah’s rectum. The stench met her immediately, and Rachel began to gasp uncontrollably as the intense aroma of lingering farts and pure shit stifled her breathing as her body shuddered involuntarily. A hot, goopy substance ran down the revolted girl’s scalp, where it slid down the back of her hair and further down her dress. Rachel knew what it was, and the fact that she was inside someone’s ass while feeling actual shit cover her sent her into a panicked frenzy like her sister before her, where she scratched and scraped against the nasty walls of her prison. Speaking of Ashely, the elder sister realized that she could feel what must have been her sibling’s back against her own.
“Ash? Is that you?” Rachel asked, though a gag quickly stifled her speech as she tasted the humid air.
“MMMMMPHHH! MMM MMPPHH!” A desperate, deeply muffled squeal responded from behind the elder sister’s back.
“Oh my god, baby sis! Its okay, be strong! I’ll try to get us out,” Rachel tried calling to her little sister over the various gurgles and rumbling of Savanah’s insides. Both girls continued to struggle as the smell took over the older sibling’s senses, sending her into the same cycle of retching and gagging that had happened to Ashley earlier.
Outside, Savanah was in pure ecstasy a she put her head back and moaned loudly to the roof at the feeling of two people actively thrashing inside of her butthole.
“Fuck fuck FUCK yes, this is better than I could have ever imagined,” the titanic slob thought, not even realizing that she’d already squirted all over herself several times as her eyes rolled back in euphoria. Her body altering between contracting and losing up, a heavy, meaty protein fart attempted to wheeze out of her twitching anus, but the two Human beings trapped inside filtered out the smell and a good chunk of the gas itself.
The pressure deep up inside that rectum changed dramatically as what felt like a wall of air collapsed down on top of the two women, where the searing wind stung the both of them and the weighty stench of the fart easily penetrated their noses and mouths. Ashley furiously struggled and moaned, while Rachel got her first taste of point-blank flatulence from Savanah. The stench scorched her sinuses, where the smell of deeply fermented, meat-fuelled farts sent the older sibling dry heaving against the crappy surface of the walls containing her. Legs
juddering, an anxiety attack spurred by disgust overtook the previously composed Rachel as she desperately tried to pull her dress over her face in an effort to shield it from the onslaught. Due to both girls being wedged up there tightly, panic set in further as the tiny realized that she now
had little control over her arms in the cramped space. A follow up to the first fart resulted in a shower of shit flecks and the smell of raw sewage as gas came forth from deeper and deeper within Savanah’s colon, which further tortured both women who were now simultaneously kicking and screaming desperately.
Chapter 3: Just Desserts
After about the 5th orgasm, the plus size sadist finally withdrew her fingers from her pulsing clit and lowered her legs to lean back far into the couch. Panting, Savanah sighed deeply in utter and grand satisfaction, still reeling from the Earth-shattering climaxes.
“Well, as good as they still feel up my ass, I wouldn’t want to break my toys just yet,” the bratty slob thought to herself, before getting up and returning to the box that her two new victims had arrived in. Holding her great booty above it, she grunted and began to push both sisters out of their stinking prison. Falling to the bottom of box as Katie had earlier, both girls
tumbled on top each other like Human turds, gasping desperately at the fresh air. Now in the light, the women looked at themselves in horror and disgust. Their once-white dresses were now splattered and soaked in a foul brown and sickly green, while their skin was lubricated in smeared on shit and their hair, Ashely’s in particular, was encased in a blob of crap. Gagging and retching still, Rachel realized that her poor sister still had a blob of poop in her forced-open mouth, which thankfully fell out seconds later. Turning around to vomit a mixture of bile and feces, Ashely sobbed loudly at the torment that she just had to endure, flopping down weakly on the carboard floor. Another panic attack set in once she realized that this could have potentially only been the first of many, many anal insertions. Katie, who was still in the box as well, merely watched the two with pity as she now leaned up against one of the walls.
“Hey, hey its okay, I’m here baby sis,” Rachel said coming over to comfort her little sister, after having rubbed off as much of the mashed-in shit onto the cardboard a she could.
“No, fuck this! We just got used as Human butt plugs, what the fuck, Rach? I’d rather be back in the people warehouse” Ashely replied in a shaky voice, trembling in her elder siblings embrace.
“Shhh, there has to be a way out of this, I bet we can escape if the both of us work together,” Rachel reiterated, trying to instill a bit of hope in her obviously broken-down sister. Katie continued to observe the two, noting that the younger Ashely was likely going to be the first to snap.
“Oh my little pets,” Savanah called unseen from across the room. “I’m about to have a big dinner of Mexican food, just for you to enjoy the aftereffects!” She teased, resulting in the Lambert sisters exchanging worried looks.
“Did she say Mexican? Doesn’t that give a lot of people gas?” Ashley asked, shivering.
“It gives Savanah the worst gas, and you’d better pray that she only decides to fart on us,” Katie piped up.
“Fuck no, I can’t do this, I can’t!” the swear-heavy younger sister spat again. “Rach, come help me find a way out of this stupid box.”
Ashley got to her feet and began to walk around the perimeter of the footlong container, desperately looking for a way to climb up the 3-inch walls.
“I told you, there is no escape,” Katie restated. “You can try, but if you get caught, may god have mercy on you.”
“Why the hell are you such a downer? Fuck, no wonder you were stuck in your sister’s ass for twenty years! The frantic girl replied, hastily moving around the box looking for footholds.
“Ash, calm down, we’re not going to get out of here if we don’t work together,” Rachel scolded her younger sibling. “Hey, I know you said there’s no escape, but do you think you could at least help us try?” she continued, turning to Katie.
Shrugging, the soiled girl stood up. “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. Why don’t you stand on my shoulders, and then have your sister climb us. That should be high enough to reach the top, and then I guess she can just pull you out or whatever.” Katie suggested.
“That’s a great idea! We used to be cheer leaders, we should be able to do that,” Rachel replied, smiling as a glimmer of hope ignited on her baby sister’s face. The three quickly formulated a plan to create a Human ladder that led out of the box. Katie would serve as the base, where the slightly-taller Rachel would stand on her shoulders, and Ashley, being the shortest, would then clamber on top of her sister and hopefully reach the top of the box, where she could pull herself out. After that, all she would have to do is try and reach down to pull her older sister up as well. Despite an invitation, Katie declined to accompany the two as she still felt that escape would only result in being discovered.
Without wasting any more time, Savanah’s tortured older sibling got into position standing against the chosen wall. Giving Rachel a boost, the former cheerleader was able to easily keep her balance and stand atop the scrawny shoulders of the girl below. Lastly, Ashley took a few deep breaths before doing a bit of a running start and quickly scrambling up the two-stacked women, using their limbs as a ladder. Holding steady, the Human tower swayed as the younger girl gingerly got on top of her older sister’s shoulders, and to her relief, was able to just grasp the top of the wall. She would be able to pull herself out! Ecstatic, Ashely grabbed the edge with both hands, and using all her upper body strength, was able to heave herself up and over. Now precariously on top of the narrow edge of the box, the free girl looked back down at her sister.
“Hell yeah! Good job sis, now pull me up!” Rachel exclaimed, smiling up at her sibling. Ashley, however, looked down and realized that there was no way that she was going to be able to reach and pull the full weight of her elder sister up while barely able to keep herself up on the ledge.
“I’m sorry, Rach, but I’m not going to be able to grab you,” the younger girl muttered.
“Seriously? Well that blows,” Rachel replied, her smile fading. “Oh well, come back down and we’ll just figure something else out.”
Ashley, however, did not budge. Although she loved her sister dearly, she didn’t want to risk losing this opportunity to escape. Afterall, she had to endure more of Savanah’s revolting farts and ass than her sibling had earlier.
“Sorry sis, I promise I’ll send help for you when I get out,” the younger sister replied, before disappearing over the edge of the box.
“What? No! Ashely please, don’t leave me here alone!” Rachel cried, pounding her fists against the cardboard. “Ashely! You cunt, don’t you even dare think about leaving me!” she kept yelling, tears welling up in her eyes at the prospect of having the sibling that had helped keep her sane all these years abandon her.
“Don’t worry, its for the best,” Katie stated. “She won’t make it far; I can almost guarantee it. She’ll get punished, not you.”
Climbing off of the girl boosting her, Rachel went to go sulk in the corner, Katie’s words doing little to raise her spirits, and she felt like she was about to cry over her sister’s perceived
betrayal. Sure, she promised to send help when she escaped, but how much nasty torment would Savanah be able to extract on her before then?
Just outside the carboard box that had imprisoned her, Ashley gently landed on her feet and cautiously moved forward across the short table. Katie had briefed both her and her sister on the general layout of the basement, and according to the veteran tiny, their best bet of escaping was finding somewhere small to hide and wait while keeping out of Savanah’s reach. Striding over to the surface’s edge, the younger girl looked down at the floor, feeling dizzy over the altitude. Though it was a small table, to her 1-inch form, the ground was the equivalent of hundreds of feet away. Getting down wouldn’t be easy, but Katie had explained that though falling could still kill them, it was possible survive falls onto soft surfaces from quite high up due to their greatly reduced mass. Looking around, Ashley felt her heart pound with excitement as she caught sight of a beanbag chair on the other end of the small piece of furniture. Fitting the description of the basement, this area seemed to be part of the living room section. Sprinting to the far end of the table, the tiny closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she leapt into the air, involuntarily screaming as she immediately entered freefall and spiraled downwards. She hit the soft beanbag chair hard, the wind being knocked from her lungs as the little girl felt a sharp pain in her ribs. Turning around onto her back, Ashley looked up at the table and the package still sitting on it. So far so good, now all she had to do was slide down to the floor and find a place to hide.
After an almost whimsical ride tumbling down the chair’s plush surface, the escapee hit the hard, white tiles below. Eyes darting around the room, looking for signs of trouble and a destination, Ashley spotted the couch that Savanah had previously used her and her sister on,
and decided that hiding underneath furniture might yield results. Taking off into a sprint, she ran across the floor, fueled by the heart-pounding rush of adrenaline at the thought of getting caught. The sofa was only maybe ten feet away, but to the tiny, it appeared to be many miles. Panting after having only moved a few feet, Ashley realized that this was going to be harder than she thought, but out in the open on the middle of the floor, she had to keep moving.
A thunderous belch shook the room, followed by the sound of huge, approaching footsteps. Having stopped to rest, the shrunken girl panicked and took off into another sprint. It appeared as if her giantess captor had returned and was about to enter the room.
“Yummy yummy! Got a big belly full of double-decker tacos and bean and cheese burritos, and its all going straight to my fart factory!” Savanah cackled as she walked into the room and over to the box, interested to see how the new girls and Katie were getting along.
“Wait…what the fuck? Where the hell is the other one?” the BBW yelled as she counted only two tinies in the package. Cowering against the wall, Rachel looked up at the hulking woman in silence.
“She climbed up the wall and escaped,” Katie said bluntly, where the older Lambert sibling sent her a dirty look despite her sister’s betrayal.
“Seriously? Oh for crying out loud, she just got here!” Savanah scoffed. “That bitch is going to get it when I get a hold of her.”
The sound of the towering girl discovering her absence spurred Ashley to run like no tomorrow. Ignoring the pain in her chest, her tired legs, and lack of breath, the tiny continued
towards the underside of the couch. She was so close! Another ten seconds and she would be there. As fate would have it, the shrunken woman would never make it.
“Gotcha!” Savanah shrieked as she stomped one of her huge feet to the ground, trapping Ashley between her sweaty toes just as she was about to reach the sofa. “Whew, that was a close one! I was lucky I saw you in time,” the giantess laughed at her victory. Her senses
briefly knocked away from the impact of the giant foot, Ashley screamed as she realized that her escape attempt had just been foiled, and her heart quickly began to beat over wondering what kind of punishment might await her.
Stooping down to the floor, Savanah lifted her sole and grabbed the tiny from underneath. Carrying her back some, she promptly dropped the little girl back into the box, where she shadowed all three girls with a menacing smirk.
“I don’t care who’s plan it was, but every single one of you is getting punished for this escape,” the cruel slob uttered. “I think a ‘pile run’ would be a most fitting penalty.”
“A pile run? Oh god, please no,” Katie whimpered, before looking angrily towards Ashley. “See? What did I tell you! Now thanks to you, we’re all going to get fucked!” she spat. A ‘pile run’ was a torture that Savanah would occasionally do to her sister and mother when the latter was still alive. It was essentially a sick contest where the BBW would place both girls in a container, and then take a huge shit in it that would fill the entirety of the prison up, essentially burying both victims alive in excrement. Whoever managed to dig their way out of the shit first would be the ‘winner’, while the loser had to remain buried and trapped within the crap pile for a full 24 hours.
“But first,” Savanah claimed, grabbing Ashley one more time. “Tell me that your sorry. Kiss my ass!” Thrusting the little girl downward, the buxom blonde submerged her hand between her heavy twin cheeks and pressed the writing girl right against her asshole. Once again face to face with the shit-smeared orifice, Ashley squealed as her face was repeatedly mashed against its foul surface.
“Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it,” the giantess sang. “Kiss it like you’re going to marry it.” Eventually puckering her lips and bringing them to the wrinkly rosebud, the tiny gagged loudly as she felt the sticky surface saturate her lips. Her attempt to stay on Savanah’s good side quickly dissipated and she returned to struggling.
“Booo that sucked! Maybe you’ll appreciate my bum after you’ve been buried under a couple of pounds of reeking shit!” the plus size tormentor snickered, returning her writhing pet to the container.
“This box isn’t that deep, but I guess it will do! You ladies ready?” Savanah finally asked. The three filthy women cowered to the floor as they felt the entire container lift up as the giantess placed it on the ground, where she then squatted over it. Seeing that great butt dangle over them was a horrifying experience, but even more scary was the way her weapon of an asshole began pucker open wide. A few dry, airy farts squeaked out, which doused the girls in the gag-worthy scent of rotten eggs, but that was nothing compared to what was coming.
“Whats a ‘pile run’? What is she about to do?” Rachel asked in fear, who had been ignoring her sister since she was returned. Katie, who was done with both siblings at the moment, ignored her as she gazed up waiting for the incoming storm. Finally, after a loud grunt
from Savanah, the ugly brown head of a giant turd poked out of the grimy sphincter, which began to slide out menacingly.
“Fuck! She’s going to shit on us? Oh god, I can’t! I’d rather die!” Ashley screamed, running to the side of the box in order to stay away from where the log was going to land. Rachel ended up joining her sister, and the two embraced each other in fear as they watched the car-sized chunk of shit drop down loudly in the center of the container. The resulting splatter sent flecks of excrement shooting in every direction, and a crescendo of screams from her new girls had Savanah don a bratty smirk.
That first chunk was merely the ‘plug’ to the tidal wave that was about to unfold, as seconds later, a stream of soft, semi-liquid shit began to pour from the BBW’s ass. The dairy fueled, reeking substance quickly flooded the entire floor of the box, where the Lambert sisters squealed in disgust as the hot muck covered their feet. The stench had both of them reeling over and gagging as the fumes hung low above the pooling shit, and with panic starting, they found themselves growing even more soiled as they splashed around in the foul substance looking for escape. Even Katie was softly retching, but she remained still trying to save her energy for the coming fight.
The steady stream coming out of Savanah’s bum continued with no signs of stopping anytime soon. The consistency of the crap turned into that of soft serve ice cream, and this thick new layer was quickly overlapping the first wave and encompassing the thighs and ankles of the girls. Rachel broke away from her sister and tried to tread away from the quickly rising poop, but the thick sludge made it hard to move very far. Ashley attempted to follow her sibling
but ended up tripping face-first into the hot gunk and splashed around in the swampy shit as she dry heaved against the cloying stench. The intolerable reek had replaced all atmosphere in the box, and the heavy, raunchy scent of excrement hung low above the occupants as all three women struggled against the flood.
“Ahhh, can you guys feel that sense of relief?” Savanah sighed as she continued to release her filled bowels. “Too bad this Mexican food didn’t fully digest in time, otherwise you guys would have already been buried by now.”
The flow of dense sludge showed no signs of stopping as the Lambert sister entered a full-on frenzy with the shit now up to their chests. Trying to move around in the thick swamp was exhausting, and Ashley soon discovered that thrashing around it had a quicksand effect as her head repeatedly bobbed beneath the mud-like surface. Closer to the center of the box, Katie was trying to pace her breathing as the crap slowly engulfed her head. Amongst the unbearable, nauseating smell, she decided to give the two new girls one bit of advice.
“Save your strength, you’ll need it to dig yourself out,” the veteran tiny called, before a gag stifled her speech and her head became fully buried underneath the rapidly rising dump.
“Rachel! I’m sorry, I- Hmmph!” Ashley attempted to try and say some presumed last words to her sister but was cut off as the heavy load of shit buried her face from view as well. The excrement up to her neck and hair, Rachel desperately sucked in air with her head tilted skyward, but another layer of muck washed over her face and caused her to disappear too. The world went black as it had in Savanah’s ass, and the tiny’s struggles ceased as her whole body was encased in the reeking substance. Was this the end for her? Nose and mouth blocked with
disgusting feces, the girl didn’t even want to attempt to breathe, but her survival instincts kept kicking in and forcing her to do something. Moving her arm, Rachel realised that despite the pressure form the shit piling on above, the rest of the sludge was spongy and light enough to move her limbs in and to her surprise, she found that she could shift some of the shit around her face to create small air bubbles, though they would close up in about a second. Realizing how to escape now, the still revolted shrunken girl now began to dig through the deepened crap with her arms and legs, beginning to make her way upwards through the filth.
The task proved extremely challenging, as every time she went to make an air hole to suck in a little ‘air’, Rachel had to fight the urge to gag at the inhale that smelt and tasted of manure on a hot summer day. Climbing a few feet, the girl was shocked at how fast the build up of shit above her had progressed, but she continued on her way up regardless. Heart beating and sanity already on edge, the panicking woman was shocked when she felt a hand grasp her leg.
Unable to see in the unending filth, Rachel wasn’t sure who the unknown person was, but given Katie’s previous experience, it would likely be Ashley who was trapped that far down. Still angry over her little sister’s previous betrayal, and wanting to escape the fuming shit pile as soon as possible, the tiny brutally kicked at the hand, which released her and sank back down into the abysmal nastiness.
After an exhausting twenty minutes, Rachel gasped in fresh air as she finally broke the surface of the completed crap pile. True to her word, it appeared as if Savanah’s gargantuan bowel movement had succeeded in filling the entirety of the box, as the panting little girl now
had a full view of the room from atop the container walls. Speaking of Savanah, the giantess grinned as she watched Rachel work her way out as if proud of her shrunken slave.
“Wow, congrats, Rach! Or is that you, Ash? I really can’t tell you have so much of my poop on you haha,” the BBW giggled. Being submerged in pure shit had transformed all aspects of Rachel’s once beautiful dress into a nasty green-brown, and the material seemed to be rotting to the touch. Worse yet, her skin was beginning to tan a light brown, and should these shit treatments continue, it would end up as dark and permanently filthy as Katie’s. Speaking of Savanah’s sister, the girl was located a short distance from Rachel, panting and laying faceup on the clay-like surface of the shit mound. It appeared that she had escaped first.
Seconds later, another arm clawed its way from the reeking mound and out came a soiled Ashley, wheezing as she promptly vomited out mouthfuls of shit. Despite her previous anger, Rachel felt a pang of sympathy for her sister and rushed to her side.
“Ah, and there’s the loser!” Savanah teased upon spotting the younger sister. “You girls used to laugh at my smell in school, well now you got a good helping of it!”
Plucking up the soiled Rachel and Katie, the giantess carried them off to the latter’s usual home in the glass aquarium for a little bit. Meanwhile, she grabbed the box’s original lid and promptly sealed the ‘loser’ inside with the heaping pile of fermenting shit. Ashley’s world went dark as the lid pressed her down onto the squishy surface of the crap, sending her into a panic as she realized that she could barley move against it, flattened and embedded into the mind-shatteringly putrid substance. Little did she know, was that it would be 24 hours until she saw the light again and was freed from the crippling odor.
“Well, girls, I guess its just us now,” Savanah commented, looking down at her other filthy subjects. All this sinister torture had made the giantess a little horny, and she couldn’t think of anything better than to use her two toys to masturbate.
Too broken down to struggle, the exhausted women were picked up one by one and carried to Savanah’s computer desk hair. Sitting down, the goddess lifted one of her meaty legs and prepared to insert both girls at the same time into her rectum- still lubricated by leftover sludge from her monumental dump earlier.
Rachel screamed while Katie remained silent as both girls simultaneously passed through the brown rosebud and thrust back into their world of darkness. Back to back, the women were sandwiched between the tightly constricting walls of Savanah’s rectum. Despite having been submerged in actual shit minutes ago, the reek of the giantess’ colon was still a shock to the senses, and Rachel couldn’t help but weep as she had over an hour of butt plug use to look forward to. Even Katie had begun to shudder, the smell of something ferocious was coming. That’s when the quivering tiny remembered the Mexican food.
“Adios, muchachos!” Savanah cackled childishly as she released a low-pitched, 30- second monster of a fart upon the two trapped girls. The blistering wind scorched both women as even Katie retched and gagged against the unprecedented, rotten meat stench of the gas. Rachel felt lightheaded and her skull pounded as her body struggled to contend with the unbreathable air. This fart quite literally destroyed the first line of the tiny’s sanity, as her body went rigid and shook feverishly at each inhale. All Rachel could smell, was Savanah. All her brain knew, was Savanah’s noxious, nerve gas equivalent of flatulence. Her memory faded away, and
the poisonous fart temporary made the poor tiny forget her own name for a moment as the world spun and time slowed to a stop. Then, another fart.
Outside, Savanah was furiously masturbating to the earth-breaking euphoria of the two women squirming and fighting for their lives deep inside her. The searing gas leaking from her asshole eventually reached her own nose, where she wrinkled in disgust for once at her own scent.
“Damn! That’s nasty. Hey, you two! Do a better job filtering that shit!” She yelled down to them, before returning to her clit. Unfortunately for the two girls shoved deep inside the BBW’s ass, this was the torment that they would have to endure the rest of the night. Sure, they won Savanah’ little contest…
…but there are no winners in that basement.
PART 3
Chapter 1: Back to the Beginning
Curled up in her filthy habitat, the shrunken Katie Cunningham, still sore and mentally exhausted from another day of disgusting butt-torture from her younger sister, prepared for the sweet relief of a night’s rest. Life had become a living hell in the twenty years that had taken place since Savanah had shrank her down to one inch in height and utilized her revolting weapon of a backside to put her through inhumane torment almost daily with it. Even with the recent addition of fellow tiny slaves, Rachel and Ashley, the days didn’t get any easier as the broken-down girl had to witness her former classmates suffer greatly under her tyrant of a sibling. The only thing that Katie looked forward to these days was sleep, which came at the mercy of Savanah unfortunately, but once it did come, she was able to at least dream of a better life. Sometimes she dreamt of her mom, who had long since perished inside her own daughter’s bioweapon of a butt, and sometimes she dreamt of her old life at her solitary apartment. What also brought a tear to Katie’s half-asleep eyes was the occasional dream of her old best friend, Megan.
The tragic tale of Megan McCormick began all the way back in the summer of 2019, when Savanah had first illegally purchased shrinking serum and used it on her mother and older sister. It was when Katie was still 21 and already entering the prime of her life, as apart from her gorgeous face and figure, she was already making very good money and living on her own. By contrast, the teenage tyrant was only 19 and had no aspirations in life on top of having the
maturity of a ten-year-old. A week after the shrinking of her family and after “acquainting” her new prisoners to her noxious ass and body, Savanah was about to enter her own prime as authorities arrived at the home, heartbroken that the “unfortunate” girl had been seemingly abandoned by her own mom. As a legal adult, the courts promptly awarded ownership of the land and home to the bratty, sadistic young woman, where she was handed the deed at the door.
“Bye sir, thank you so much! I feel so much better and confident about life now!” Savanah waved as she wept through fake, crocodile tears at the departing public servant who had served her the paperwork that made her the new owner of her childhood home. “Fucking sweet, its mine! Its all mine!” she thought as she rushed back inside to gloat to her captive family.
“Ohhhhh Katiiieee, Mommmyyy!” The overweight teen sang loudly as she flung on the lights to her basement hideout, striding into the room in a messy grey T-shirt and a pair of stained, red short-shorts that rid up high in her sweat-dampened butt crack, her pale cheeks jiggling with each step she took. At 19, Savanah had beautiful dirty-blonde hair that hung over her shoulders, and probably would have looked even better had it not been for the young woman’s poor hygiene practices. Only bathing “whenever she felt like it”, it wasn’t uncommon for the pudgy teen to only shower once or twice a month. For any person, rarely cleaning one’s self would of course lead to some bad body odor, but in Savanah’s case, it was something much worse. Standing at nearly 6’0 in height, the girl was almost a walking bioweapon: her broad shoulders led down to a large, firm pair of breasts that were often sweaty and free-hanging without a bra, while a pudgy stomach poked out a little above her gigantic thighs that were
almost too wide to fit through the average doorway, giving her body a distinct, bottom-heavy pear shape. Her body almost consistently reeked of sweat and musk, especially her armpits and from between her boobs, but none of these scents could even hold a candle to that of Savanah’s humongous ass. Seldom wiped properly let alone washed, the reeking rear end was both wide and deep, her treacherous cheeks easily being enough to consume an entire adult size head between them, but the teen’s victims were more than small enough to be devoured entirely in the swampy crack.
“Check it out guys, according to this legal document, I now own this place! Isn’t that great?” Savanah asked her shrunken family with an evil sneer, looking at the glass aquarium that she kept them confined too. Behind the foggy surface, Katie, still caked in feces from previous ass-torture, blinked in the new light as she watched her younger sibling proudly holding out a folder. Nearby was her mother, Francine, who was mumbling to herself and gently rocking back and forth. Only a few days in, and the poor woman’s mind had snapped from the gruelling torment that Savanah put them both through, rendering her less than sane at the moment.
“S-Savanah, please! I can’t take this anymore, and just look at mom! How can you let them give you the house while you’re doing all this shit to us down here?” Katie squealed from behind the glass. She was utterly miserable right now, her normally neurotic self was going crazy being constantly caked in dried shit and wet farts from the tortures she received from her sister. She hadn’t been clean since she’d first been shrunk.
“But sis, you should be happy for me! I have my own house at 19, and I didn’t even have to work for it,” Savanah giggled childishly, infuriating her older sister. “Awe don’t feel bad Kates, I know what will take your mind off of this. I was going to play with myself to celebrate, and I think using my sissy as a butt plug would make the experience much more satisfying,” she finished with a lick of her lips, causing Katie to cower into the corner.
“Oh my god no, please Savanah, anywhere but there!” the older sister screamed as she raced to the other end of the aquarium, but escaping her giantess younger sibling would prove impossible as the teen’s chubby fingers reached in and easily found their target. Francine screeched frantically as Katie was hauled away, her filthy figure shrinking away against the ground to avoid her younger daughter’s hand.
“Awe, don’t worry mom, I won’t let you miss out on the fun,” Savanah cackled as she grabbed the tank and tilted it towards her titanic ass, pressing the opening on top right against her jiggly cheeks. Grunting loudly, the heavy teen released a loud fart that echoed throughout the glass confines of the aquarium, quickly clouding it in an almost visible green fog. The girl’s shrunken mother almost immediately began to gasp and gag as she writhed around on the tank’s floor as if she had just inhaled mustard gas, which was not far off from the way that this nasty flatulence smelled. Savanah had a huge dump building up in her lower intestines, giving this fart a particularly nasty smell of fermented shit, its heavy stench suffocating her mom. Smiling at Francine’s suffering, the curvaceous sadist looked to her clasped hand at her withing older sister.
“Oof, you’d better hope that I don’t let a few slip out, my gas must be really nasty now,” Savanah snickered as Katie began to tear up at her poor mother.
“Goddamn Savanah, stop! Please!” the shrunken girl begged, but the plump young woman ignored her and carried her victim over to the couch, ready for a long, long masturbation session with her “dear” elder sister shoved up her dirty asshole. Before she could make it any further, however, the doorbell rang up above, signaling that another stranger had just reached the front door.
“What the fuck? Now who could that be?” Savanah asked out loud as she walked towards the stairs. She was about to just ignore the ring, but the possibility of it being more free stuff delivered caused her to make the trip.
“Wait in here, this won’t take long!” the giantess giggled as she pulled down her sweaty, soiled shorts to reveal a grimy black thong wedged deep in her ass crack. The nauseating smell of butt and unwiped shit stifled Katie, who screamed when she realized what was happening. Pulling the thong aside, Savanah pushed her sister against the fouled surface of the garment and quickly pulled the waistband up, wedging the writing girl deep in her unwashed booty. Sinking into the moist, dank crack, the tiny shivered at the strong fecal stench as residue from a previous dump coated her from each gargantuan, jello-like butt cheek that sandwiched her between them. In and in she sank, until a final pull from Savanah on the thong’s waistband sent her mashed face-to-face with her sister’s crap-crusted rosebud, saturated in weeks of uncleaned shit and butt juice. Gagging throatily on the intense smell, the poor thing struggled
and squirmed futilely, doing nothing but giving her giantess captor a pleasurable tickle in a place where the sun doesn’t shine.
“Mmm stop, you’re making me hornier than I already am,” Savanah cooed as she began to ascend the stairs, planning on making this trip to the surface brief. Upon exiting the basement and striding her way to the front door, she noticed what looked like another young woman standing on the other side of the glass. Grabbing the door handle, the smelly teen yanked the thing open and found herself staring at a face that was all too familiar: Megan McCormick.
With long black hair that contrasted with her beautiful, flawless light skin, the 21-year old Megan was Katie’s childhood best friend. It was only natural, the two lived on the same street, had similar, gentle personalities and they had much of the same interests and hobbies. For Katie, Megan was an escape for the tyranny that she suffered at home from her younger sister, the sweet girl being like a twin sister most of the time. This bond caused both the kids’ families to get close together, and the Cunninghams and the McCormicks soon became quite familiar with the other’s girl. For Francine, Megan was like a daughter that she never had, and she thoroughly enjoyed having the sweet thing over to play with Katie. When they were both 7, life was as good as it could get for the two kids, but a shadow would always cast over them in the form of Savanah. It wasn’t that they were excluding her or anything, but rather, the chunky bully of a little girl would try to mess with the two best friends in anyway that she could, so they often avoided her. On the other side, Megan’s family was also kind to Katie, but were apparently somewhat cruel to their own daughter behind closed doors, and this had turned the black-haired girl into somewhat of a nervous, flighty person.
“Well, well, if it isn’t Smegan” Savanah sneered as she looked the girl up and down.
“Smegan? That nickname never made sense,” Megan replied, rolling her eyes. “Listen, Savanah, I know its been a while, but we need to talk,” she continued flatly.
“Well of course, old chum, get in here,” the chubby teen replied and stepped aside to let the smaller girl in. While no where near her own chunky size, this girl did have a little more weight to her than Katie. She wore a cute little red tank top where a bit of belly pudge poked out from beneath, while her thighs donned some tight jean shorts.
“Thanks, I’ll make this quick,” Megan said as she walked into the front alcove, her nose wrinkling as she got a whiff of a somewhat dry, foetid smell that greeted her. “As you know, your mother and sister disappeared, supposedly abandoning you during the week. I think that’s bullshit,” she confronted the larger girl behind her.
“Whatever do you mean, Smegan?” Savanah replied with a childish smirk, rounding the young woman that was glaring at her.
“I think its bullshit that they abandoned you,” Megan replied. “I was texting Katie for weeks about meeting up when she got back here, she wouldn’t just get up and leave with her mom. She hasn’t been answering my messages since the day she got back in town too, so I think you’re lying.”
Somewhat surprised at these accusations, Savanah just put her hands on her wide hips. “That’s a powerful story that you’ve created for yourself, care to explain what you think happened, then?” she retorted.
“You probably killed them, or maybe have them locked up in the basement,” Megan explained, keeping her distance from her friend’s little sister as she surveyed the front alcove, her eyes drawn to the basement door. “Don’t think that I don’t remember what a little psychopath you were.”
Megan’s accusations weren’t without warrant, many times in her youth did the chubby menace show her true colors. One time when she was 15, Francine had managed to convince her to babysit the then 12-year-old Savanah, which ended up being a disturbing experience. Katie had the opening number at the school’s talent show, and the fact that her older sister was getting all this extra attention seemed to piss Savanah off even more, who then took her anger out on her poor sitter.
Teenage Megan had a tough time that night as the 12-year-old stomped around the house holding a bowl of leftover chilli, which caused her to produce a non-stop wave of revolting farts, getting the smell everywhere. The poor babysitter was helpless as Savanah kept rushing up to her and farting on her lap, before running away and farting elsewhere in the room. The house eventually became so full of the intolerable reek that Megan became dizzy, and at that point she’d had enough. She’d eventually yelled at the little girl, which seemed to piss off the gassy kid even more.
After storming up to her room, Savanah had returned with a couple of her barbie dolls, which even then Megan noticed that they looked a little dirty. To her horror and disgust, the teen watched as the fat child proceeded to fling her dolls to the ground, pull down her pants, and then sit her nude behind on them.
“See this? These are going to be you and Katie,” 12-year-old Savanah had said as she bounced on the unfortunate barbies, before ripping another long, wet fart on them.
“That’s not all, I’m going to take a big, beefy shit on you guys, watch this,” she continued as she began to grunt and strain as if she was seriously going to take a dump on the dolls.
“Savanah! That’s enough of that, get upstairs now before I call your mom and tell her just how bad you’ve been tonight!” Megan had screeched, having had enough of the girl’s bizarre behavior. Pouting, “little” Savanah stormed back upstairs, where she remained for the rest of the night, finally giving the exhausted babysitter a respite. Unbeknownst to her, the fledging adolescent continued her torture on the toys and genuinely pretended that they were her older sister and her dumb friend. A night of nasty ass-torture awaited the ill-fated barbies, in what would become an awakening for Savanah and her twisted fetishes.
Back in the present day, the two women continued their stare down, a thick tension in the air despite the silence. Behind Megan’s intense glare was rising anxiety, where by contrast, her weightier adversary donned a broad, fake smile. After what felt like an eternity, the quiet was suddenly interrupted by a deep gurgle that bubbled deep within Savanah’s bowels.
“Pardon me, I just need to step upstairs to use the bathroom,” the chunky teen giggled in a faux-polite voice, rubbing her gut. “Please make yourself at home, Smegan. I mean, this place used to be your second home anyway with the amount of time that you spent with my dumb sister.”
With that, she brushed past Megan and began to climb the flight of stairs nearby. While she ascended, the smaller woman couldn’t help but stare at Savanah’s colossal derriere as it
shook and jiggled wildly with each step, almost awe inspiring if not disturbing. It was then when Megan heard what sounded like the tiniest of screams emitting from in front of her, almost as if they were coming from the giant butt that grew more distant as the thick blonde made it upstairs, but the nervous visitor chalked it up to her imagination.
Turning the corner and swinging into the second-floor bathroom, Savanah promptly dropped her shorts and had remembered just in time to dig out that now-soaking thong from deep in her nether regions, flinging it to the floor as well. Tangled tightly in the saturated garment, the shrunken Katie gasped for air in between gags at the intolerable smell of her sister’s ass still permeating the room. She had been screaming almost non-stop for the last 10 minutes, being wedged deep in Savanah’s filthy butt crack had sent her spiraling into an intense panic attack. Wheezing and trying to recuperate, Katie squealed to herself as she tried to wipe off the grime and other nasty substances that now coated her body. Meanwhile, the younger girl plopped her heavy ass onto the toilet, its porcelain surface vanishing beneath the mountains of butt flesh that sat upon it, where she then let out a dramatic yell as she pushed hard. A series of revolting, slopping sounds echoed throughout the unseen bowl followed by immediate splashing that signalled the dumping of dense, gigantic logs of shit.
“Fuck me, I needed to go, and all I had was a party pack from tacobell too” Savanah panted, feeling her packed bowels empty slowly. “Tut, tut, tut, food goes into me, and then comes out my butt,” she sang childishly while glancing idly at the floor, where she smiled at her older sister laying exhausted on top of her shorts. She almost dared Katie to make a run for it, as with the bathroom door closed and locked, there would be no escape, and the cruel giantess was looking for an excuse to torture her sibling past the breaking point (not that she needed
one). The air of the small room took on an almost a green haze as the revolting smells from the dumpster of a bowel movement that was quickly filling the toilet, which again began to choke the poor tiny who could only watch as Savanah dirtied up her butthole, worrying about being put back in the sure to be nastier crack after this was over.
Atop her throne, the bratty teen now thought about her current predicament regarding Megan. How was she to deal with this nosy girl? It would look too suspicious if she simply kicked her out for no reason, so she’d have to find and alternative of disposing of the black haired potential snitch.
“Ohhh wait a sec, I think I might have a few more drops of that shrink serum,” Savanah suddenly remembered. Supposedly only a couple of millilitres of that stuff would be able to downsize someone, and if she could somehow convince Megan to drink it, then not only would she ward off suspicion, then she’d have a new shrunken victim to play with too. It was win-win.
“Megan! Megan I’m up here, help!” Katie, who had been previously silent, screamed. She must have heard her old friend’s voice despite being buried in butt earlier.
“Oh yeah you’re so gonna regret that,” Savanah said sternly as she stood up after a final grunt and splash. Though the tiny’s voice was far too quiet to reach downstairs, the heavy giantess was still pissed that she would even try and call for help.
“Guess what? You’ve just earned yourself wiping duty,” Savanah smirked as she snatched up her older sibling and walked her to the reeking toilet. Katie gasped and covered her nose and mouth at the rancid smell that rose up from the mutilated bowl. It was filled up to the top with thick, brown slop that would surely take multiple flushes to get down.
“Nasty, eh?” The sadistic girl asked as she dangled her sister above the filled lavatory, causing Katie to panic at the extreme height from her perspective as well as the possibility of falling into the deep muck down below.
“Don’t worry, you’ll only have to wipe the inside my crack, I won’t use you as a Human bowl cleaner just yet,” Savanah “assured” her. Bringing the person in her hand around back to her huge ass, Katie screamed as she was brought closer and closer to those immense cheeks, a gag-worthy smell emitting from between them.
“Hello little girl, don’t be shy, please do come in!” Savanah said in a fake, cartoony voice as if she was speaking on behalf of her butt. Placing a free hand on one of the giant dome walls of flesh and pulling it to the side with a disgusting squishing sound, the shrunken woman’s cries of anguish filled the room as her sister’s dirty ass hole approached, where she ended up
desperately biting the hand that held her in an attempt to stop it in its tracks. Those screams were instantly silenced as the poor thing was rammed into the shit-slicked sphincter, with Savanah mercilessly dragging her face across its wrinkled surface as she began to quite literally wipe her ass with the tiny. It was like being dragged through a deep bog for Katie as she was quickly encased in horrendous smelling, still hot excrement.
“Ahhhh that feels good, get all that grime out of there,” the cruel giantess moaned as she rubbed her sister all throughout that deep, murky crack, enjoying the way that her struggling features massaged within it. Dry heaving as multiple face fulls of shit stifled her breathing, Katie desperately struggled in utter misery at being reduced to a bit of toilet paper,
where the firm grip holding her ensured that she was rubbed against the inside of the jiggly cheeks, her taint, and especially around her still puckered rose bud.
“And of course, I can’t forget to clean the inside of my ass too,” Savanah grinned as she increased the pressure of the little girl and forced her head-first into her slimy sphincter. Her screams previously muffled, Katie was now rendered mute as her struggling body disappeared into her own sister’s rectum up to her feet, where she unfortunately met much resistance as she was pushed inside. Globs of hot crap attempted to stop her advance, but the merciless giantess outside kept on forcing her in and soon the poor tiny was encased and consumed in Savanah’s filth while deep up her ass. Despite being covered in a face full of poop, Katie’s left eye twitched uncontrollably as her body went rigid and the young woman began to convulse as if having a seizure. It smelt like pure death up there, as if somebody had jammed ten port-a potties worth of shit up each of her individual nostrils. A bad smell can’t kill a person, but if rotten enough, it can break their minds. Katie was dangerously close to this point as her eyes rolled back into her head, shivering amongst the legions of filth.
Accidently touching something like dog poop used to send the neurotic girl into a frenzy, but being covered nearly head to toe in the foul substance shattered a part of her sanity in a whole new way, and then as if hell couldn’t get any hotter, it did.
“Ahhhhh sorry sis, couldn’t hold that one in,” Savanah sighed as she released a high pitched, squeaky blast of gas that had some trouble getting out due to the girl blocking her sphincter. Inside, Katie was treated to a face-ripping gust of scalding air that filled her nose and mouth with a spicy, hair-singeing reek of spoiled fish and rotten produce. This stink put the
smell of shit to shame and awoke the tiny’s fight as she struggled with all her might to escape the intolerable ass prison.
“Well I think I’m somewhat clean down there, but you know I’ve never been picky about cleanliness,” Savanah giggled as she held her poor sister up to her face. “Damn! You’ll be smelling that in the morning,” the giantess coughed at the strong stench emitting from the small person. Normally she was immune to her own stink, but she had managed to soil her sister in such a way that even her nose wrinkled at it. A sudden noise downstairs surprised Savanah, who then remembered that Megan was alone and likely snooping around.
“Shit shit shit,” she muttered, unknowingly tossing Katie back on top of her sweaty thong and hastily pulling up her shorts to exit the bathroom, leaving the shrunken, filthy girl to toil in what had effectively become a gas chamber due to the unflushed mega load that remained in the toilet.
Down below, the Cunninghams’ dark-haired guest was indeed inspecting the premise. Gliding through the halls like a ghost on a mission, Megan peered around every corner and tried to look for places that might hold clues as to the whereabouts of the kind family that she used to know. The rest of the house was notably empty, as if it hadn’t seen another soul in years despite it only having been a week since Francine and Katie disappeared. What was most out of the ordinary, however, was that consistent smell. It was a particular odor that anyone who has ever smelled a silent but deadly fart has known; a sort of pungent, stale stench that could clear a room. Francine would have never allowed for such a thing to ruin her home, and its source
had become rather obvious. Ever since Savanah had gone upstairs, the nasty smell had almost increased 10-fold.
Rounding a corner into the kitchen, Megan was about to give up her search due to the lack of anything eye catching, when that door back towards the front alcove of the house caught her attention. Plain, white, and unassuming, she had been fixated on it but it slipped her mind due her attention being on the house’s overweight, sole occupant. This of course was the door to the basement, and something unspeakable was calling out to her from behind it. Reaching for the knob, Megan had to quickly turn around when the sound of thundering footsteps descending the stairs.
“So Smegan, find everything the way you remember it? Savanah sang as she walked past her and into the kitchen.
“Um, yes its just as I remembered,” the smaller girl replied as she watched those mighty hips sway around the corner.
“Why don’t you sit down a little and we can talk about this whole misunderstanding more? I’ll pour you some lemonade,” the slobby bbw said invitingly as she opened the fridge and poured a few tall glasses.
“Yeah that would be lovely, thanks,” Megan called back as she looked back at the basement door. Thinking about it, there was a lot that you could hide down there. As she recalled, the Cunningham basement was quite large and had several rooms.
Out of sight, Savanah was naturally dumping what few drops of liquid remained in the black bottle that used to contain the revolutionary shrink serum into one of the glasses. Topping both up with pink lemonade, the twisted young woman carried the beverages back towards the living room.
“There we go, have a seat,” She said softly, handing the tampered glass to her smaller guest and corralling her to the den. Sitting down on one of the fine, untouched sofas, Megan stared across at Savanah, who seemed very eager to watch her drink. Sipping the cold beverage, she was worried that maybe the chunky teen had done something gross to it, but knowing she had to retain an oblivious façade to investigate the basement, the dark-haired cutie drank down the lemonade.
“Good, isn’t it?” Savanah snickered as she took a sip of her own.
“Yes, very, thank you.” Megan replied, trying to figure out a way to get her hostess to leave the room so that she could properly snoop in the basement. It seemed as if fate might have been on her side, as no sooner had she thought this, was there a small but still audible scurrying noise coming from upstairs towards the bathroom.
“Um, mice?” the young woman asked awkwardly, where Savanah then got up rather quickly.
“Fucking hell, its just a rat that I’m about to seriously punish,” the hefty teen muttered as she went for the stairs and barreled up the fastest that Megan had ever seen the woman move. Of course, with Savanah upstairs, she was now free to take a quick dip downstairs. Inhaling sharply, the nervous girl hopped out of her seat and made for the door that led
downstairs. Taking the knob, she opened it as quietly as possible, tiptoeing down the creaky steps while Savanah dealt with the problem up in the bathroom.
Chapter 2: Sights, Smells, Suffering
Before she was even halfway down, the curious woman hand to pinch her nose with her fingers as the foul smell upstairs only seemed to intensify the further down she went. It was hotter here too, with an almost visible haze laying low over the basement floor. Reaching the bottom, Megan looked around in the dim, florescent light that hung overhead for most of the floor and hastily started her search. Turning left, she scanned the plush couch that was beginning to accumulate stains with who knows what, before moving over to where the bathroom was (which she opted not to go into due to the toxic aroma), before finally making a right near the stairs to a very odd room. It was smaller, and if the girl recalled correctly, this used to be an office. Though now, all it contained was some beanbags, a short table, and a minifridge. About to turn away, something compelled Megan to look closer, and that is when she saw the walls.
The place was almost wallpapered in a series of self-taken photos depicting Savanah committing extreme fetish acts on toys, mainly female dolls. She was sitting on them, shitting on them, and in some, shoving them up her ass.
“What the ever-loving fuck,” Megan mouthed silently, unable to take her eyes off the disturbing photos. One of them caught her eye in particular, and judging by the sheen and lack of creases, it was relatively new.
“KATIE?” she almost screamed upon closer inspection. In the picture was Savanah lifting one of her gargantuan ass cheeks, where a doll that heavily resembled her old best friend was half buried underneath the other cheek and writhing against an apparently dirty butt hole. What was most spine schilling about this picture was that it didn’t even look like a real doll, but rather, a miniaturized version of Katie.
“This is impossible, I’m seeing things,” Megan told herself, refusing to believe that it was anything but clever graphical editing on Savanah’s part. Stepping back, she decided to leave the awful room, even shutting the door behind her to avoid looking in at the barbaric teen and her obvious sick fantasies. There was one more main area to search in the basement, and that was apparently Savanah’s room. Thinking back, the flighty young woman recalled the basement being somewhat more of a rec room, as Katie and her sister both had their own bedrooms upstairs. She assumed that Savanah took over the lower floor for increased privacy and could imagine Francine and Katie not objecting to that due to their eagerness to be away from the unhygienic adolescent. Scratching her wrist, Megan couldn’t help but feel her whole body begin to tingle as she approached the final door in the basement, though she immediately chalked it up to nerves.
Lightly pushing it open, the back-haired beauty had to clasp her hands over her nose and mouth and try to hold in a gag as a hot, musty smell blew out of the room towards her. It
was terribly humid, where a sulphuric stink immediately clung to her and forced the disgusted girl to watch her breathing. An unmade queen size bed was off to one side, with a dresser against the wall near the head, and the floors were almost buried with presumably dirty clothes due to the odor of tangy BO rising up from them. Glancing around the messy room, Megan fanned the air in an attempt to ward off the stench, though this proved ineffective. Turning her attention to the dresser, she squinted at the foggy-glassed aquarium.
“Well whatever poor critter lived in this tank is probably dead,” she thought to herself, peering through the top. What the young woman saw inside took a few moments to process, as sitting against the far glass wall was none other than what looked like a small version of Francine. As already disturbed as she was, nothing could prepare her for what happened next.
Looking up, the heavily soiled mom blinked in surprise to see a miracle above her. It was Megan! Katie’s dear friend from many years ago, a real sweetheart that she would be proud to call her own daughter. Since her sanity had fallen drastically all week, she wasn’t even sure if this was just a hallucination, but there was only one way to find out…
“MEGAN! Oh thank god, Megan! Please, please help us! Please get us out of here! For the love of god get me out of here!” Francine screeched as she leapt up and ran towards the front of the tank, where she then banged her shrunken hands on the glass like no tomorrow.
This caught the black-haired girl off guard as she witnessed what she had assumed was just a realistic doll spring to life and talk. No, this wasn’t a doll, this was Francine. Megan wanted to ask how she’d shrunk, what had happened to her, and what Savanah had to do with
this. However, all she could do in this moment was scream so loudly that is echoed through the basement and up through the entire house.
A few minutes ago, and a few flights away on the second floor, Savanah was just about to round the corner to the bathroom.
“Oh sissy, If I catch you anywhere you’re not supposed to be, I’m going to keep you up my ass next time I take a huge dump like this, and I’ll keep your mouth stretched open too,” she hissed as she opened the door and burst inside. To her surprise, Katie was still laying there tangled in the back thong, though she seemed to have wiped a way a little bit of the crap that she’d previously been coated in.
“Ah, thought you tried to escape, good girl!” she sang. “Ill reward you for this loyalty. Next time I’m using you as a buttplug, I’ll give you a ten second break between my fourth and fifth orgasm,” the giantess giggled playfully at the dismal “reward” she offered her slave. Katie, meanwhile, was simply panting and relieved that she’d made it back in time. The truth was, she really had tried to make a run for her mom’s bedroom, but upon hearing the reaction from the two girls downstairs, she’d aborted the escape and hid back in the reeking thong like nothing had happened. Though the attempt hadn’t been for nothing, as thanks to overhearing the conversation, Katie now knew for sure that her old best friend was in the house! All she had to do was get her attention.
Just then, a loud shriek echoed throughout the entire house, causing even Savanah to look shocked briefly.
“Oh nuts, that sounded like it came from the basement,” The teen giantess muttered, before piecing together that Megan had likely gone snooping in her room and discovered Francine. “Aw for the love of tits!” Savanah yelled as she raced back downstairs, leaving Katie alone again. Now that the nosy girl had seen her mom, she couldn’t allow her to leave the house. Locking the front and back doors, the bbw then burst through the basement door and quickly locked it behind her. She had made it just in time to see Megan about to dash out of the bedroom.
“Whew Smegan, didn’t think you had it in you to come down here,” Savanah panted, winded from having to hastily lock up.
“I saw Francine, you sick fuck! I’m going to go straight to the police and they’ll listen too because guess what? My aunt is a cop!” Megan yelled frantically, her entire body shaking madly.
“Well you just screwed yourself over because guess what? You’re not leaving this house again, ever!” The hefty teen shot back, taking a few steps towards the girl across from her. “You’re going to get really small soon, and then you and my big butt are gonna have plenty of play time,” Savanah continued with a creepy smile, her voice growing more menacing.
“Shrinking? How the fuck do you do that? Get out of my way!” Megan’s own voice quivered as she went on the defensive, backing away further as the larger girl advanced. This was a calculated move, however, as when there was enough distance between Savanah and the stairs, the smaller woman made a run for it.
Catching the bbw off guard, Megan swerved past her and out of her reach, zooming up the stairs in seconds. Rapid, heavy footfalls behind her told her that she didn’t have much time. Reaching the top, the frantic girl fiddled with the lock and leapt from the basement just as Savanah was about to grab her. Next, she ran for the front door, which she also had to stop to unlock, but she turned the latch in a fraction of a second as Megan burst through and onto the front patio. Another few seconds and she’d be at her car, to safety! Luck was not on her side, however, as her pursuer happened to be a seasoned rugby player.
Using every ounce of speed her thick body could muster, Savanah launched herself at Megan in a brutal tackle. Making contact, the poor girl may as well have been hit by a truck as she went flying from the impact, landing on the lawn a few feet from the driveway. Before the winded Megan knew it, the hulk of a woman was upon her and the world became an upside down blur as Savanah hastily carried the girl over her shoulder and back into the house. As soon as the front door shut behind them, the smaller girl’s fate was sealed.
“Well I was hoping that you’d be shrinking by now, but since you’re not, I’m going to really let you have it for making me run,” The sweaty bbw wheezed as she hauled Megan into the living room, who was now beginning to struggle in her grasp. If there was one thing that the lazy slob hated, it was physical activity, but her pursuit had managed to get her ass crack extra sweaty, and Savanah already had an evil idea of what to do to her escapee.
“HELP! Somebody help me, please! I’m being kidnapped!” Megan screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that one of the neighbors might hear her or may have witnessed the struggle out on the lawn. Thinking quickly, Savanah threw the girl over her shoulder to the
living room floor, which though creating a loud crash, didn’t actually injure Megan but definitely winded her. As fast as her pudgy arms could move them, the bbw then pulled down her shorts and squatted down over the still-recovering girl’s face, who’s eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen.
“Oh dear god no!” she began to scream, but was quickly cut off as her entire head was completely devoured by Savanah’s rapidly-descending ass. Those boulder-like butt cheeks spreading and wedging the squirming girl’s face between them with a series of gross sounds reminiscent of wet macaroni and cheese, the heftier woman sighed with satisfaction as so sat full weight and planted each one of her titanic thighs on her new seat’s prone body.
Deep beneath Savanah’s heavy rear, Megan felt as if she had just stuck her head up a cow’s ass as the warm, mushy sensation of unwiped shit surrounded her face, where her nose was rubbed against the slimy sphincter that lay at the center of the smelly death trap. Speaking of smell, though the bbw’s weight offered little room to breathe, the tiny space that allowed the facesat victim to inhale air brought forth a stench so immeasurably foul that she remained frozen in a silent, open mouth scream beneath the many pounds of butt flesh atop her. It was as if she had gone right up to a freshly laid cow pie and buried her nose into it. Leftover shit, lingering fart juice, general body odor from extreme lack of hygiene. All these nefarious odors assaulted Megan’s nose, where her intense neuroticism started kicking in.
One thing she and Katie had in common was their intense hatred for getting dirty and messy. Now buried head-deep in the filthy ass of Savanah, the poor girl could do nothing but writhe and shudder in immense disgust. Weakness overtook her body, that tingling sensation
before had gotten exponentially stronger. Unbeknownst to her, that shrinking serum had finally began to take its effect, her body chemistry in the process of being forever altered.
Up above, the buxom blonde was enjoying the size comparison between the two women, the entirety of the smaller girl’s head and upper body seemingly buried in her wide, wide booty.”
“Slurp, slurp, slurp, I love the way that your head sounds in my ass,” Savanah giggled as she continuously bounced up and down on Megan’s face, where each bounce resulted in a sort of slurping sound that was likely caused by sweat and butt juice rubbing up on the woman’s facial features. It was interesting facesitting someone at their normal size, but the bbw admittedly preferred her victims shrunken and their entire bodies inside her weapon of a bum. Feeling a distinct flailing between her cheeks, Savanah turned her head to see her jello-booty jiggly from rapid head movements of the girl beneath her. In a combination of extreme revulsion and the shrink serum taking effect, Megan was now convulsing uncontrollably as she lost consciousness.
“Ohhh yay its begun!” the giantess clapped excitedly as she saw her Human seat’s legs begin to slowly retract towards her. Cautiously rising off of the girl, Savanah confirmed that Megan was indeed out like a light, and now watched with keen interest as her body began to shrink down right before her eyes. The process took around ten minutes, after which the dirty blonde excitedly lifted the newly shrunken young woman into the air. Examining her tiny, naked body, Savanah smirked at how clean it was. Licking her lips, she gently ran her finger over the girl’s flawless pale skin, which wouldn’t remain white for much longer.
“What shall I do with her?” the mischievous slob thought for a moment. “Heh, put her in my butt, duhhh,” she said as she grabbed her shorts to look for her thong, only to remember that Katie was still upstairs currently tangled in them. “Huh lucky you, you get to go in a fresh pair,” the giantess snickered as she walked downstairs with her new “doll”.
Selecting a pair of faded, red panties from a pile of “clean” clothes (stuff that the lazy girl had refrained from wearing for over a week, though they weren’t washed), Savanah fanned the fumes coming from the garment as she held it to her face.
“Whew, I must have worn these that day I ate all those Big Macs,” she coughed at the lingering smell of Mac sauce farts. “Ah well, they’ll have to do.”
Pulling the underwear up her huge thighs, the cruel bbw made sure to apply some sticky adhesive to the back and proceeded to stick Megan’s unconscious body to the panties. Pulling the waistband up tight, an evil smirk spread across her face as she felt the tiny girl get tightly wedged between those huge cheeks and the menagerie of filth between them. She was going to be in for a rude awakening when she eventually came to.
“Welcome to your new home, Smegan!” Savanah cheered as she triumphantly jiggled her booty. “Now lets see if I can muster up a house warming present for you,”
Patting her stomach, the giantess attempted to conjure up an explosive fart that might wake up the slumbering tiny, but to her dismay, her gas tank of a digestive system was empty.
“Crap, I need a bit of fuel I guess,” Savanah sighed, though now she was happy that she had another excuse to stuff her face on leftover chipotle. The generous “survivor benefit” that
she now received from the government allowed her excessive eating habits to continue, and four fully loaded burrito bowls awaited her in the kitchen.
After a rather long “snack time”, Savanah grinded her rear on the strained kitchen chair she sat upon in an effort to see if Megan was stirring yet. Nope, the girl must have been out still.
“Not for long,” the bbw chortled as a distinct bubbling began in her gut, pushing away the many empty carry-out trays in front of her to get up and look for a dessert. Just then, a pang of panic shot through Savanah’s body. Katie! She had forgotten all about her older sister and favorite toy!
Jogging for the stairs, she cursed at herself for forgetting one of the tiny people that she had in her possession. It had been at least an hour since she’d recaptured Megan, and who knew if Katie might have decided to make a run for in that that allotted time. Reaching the upstairs bathroom, Savanah’s worst fears were realized when she saw her discarded black thong laying there empty, as well as a small, scattered, distinct trail of shit-footprints that began to disappear towards the bathroom door. Of course, while the door had been shut, a small crack existed beneath it that an inch-tall person might absolutely be able to squeeze under.
“Ah fuck, Katie! Get your ass back here now!” the giantess called through the hall, though to no answer of course. Located some distance away in Francine’s bedroom, Savanah’s older sister was desperately searching for a place to hide. It had been half an hour ago when she’d realized that her slobby sibling was feasting and therefore preoccupied for some time, so
she decided to try her luck at escaping again. It had taken a long time just to run her tiny legs to her mom’s bedroom, and now Katie was at a loss at what to do next. A small tear in the rug could serve as a decent hiding spot for now, but then she saw Francine’s phone plugged into an outlet across the room. Weighing her options, the tiny figured that she could hide and lay low or make for the phone and attempt to call the authorities. Katie’s face lit up at the image of her criminally insane younger sister being hauled away in cuffs, so the phone option definitely seemed tempting. Besides, she had to rescue her mom too, and perhaps, Megan? She really wasn’t sure what became of her friend or if she was even still at the house.
Racing as fast as her little legs could carry her, Katie made it to the Samsung galaxy 10, which thankfully had been charged on the floor, and climbed onto its touch screen. At her size, the smart phone didn’t respond to stepping on it, but jumping in place a few times was enough to trigger the lock screen.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” the shrunken woman swore as she ran back and forth across the screen to input the security code “1112”, after which the phone unlocked. It took a few jumps on top of the dial app, but finally atop the number keys, Katie wasted no more time in dialing 911. Again, this took a much greater effort given her size, but after a few minutes of trying, the phone was ringing.
“911, whats your emergency?” The operator asked.
“You have to help me! Please, my sister, she used this drug to shrink us down and she’s doing horrible things to us!” Katie screamed as loud as she could down into the screen below her.
“I’m sorry ma’am, could you repeat that? I can’t hear you,” the operator replied, causing the panting girl to try screaming louder.
“My name is Katie Cunningham, my mother and I were reported missing but we are being confined by my sister, you have to help me please! She’s torturing us, we’re going to die over here!” She pleaded, growing increasingly upset as the person on the other end seemed to have no luck hearing her.
“Ma’am I apologize, I can’t hear you at all, but do you need me to send help over?”
Before Katie could respond with a resounding “YES”, the bedroom door was flung open by a furious Savanah. In a few quick strides she was upon her older sister, who was desperately trying to respond to the operator over the phone. Grabbing the Samsung and dumping Katie into her hand, Savanah quickly brought the phone to her ear.
“I am so, so, so sorry for the interruption, my little sister got a hold of my phone and I guess she called you guys!” the giantess said in a sweet, bubbly, innocent voice.
“Ah gotcha, please be more careful next time” the operator replied before hanging up.
Putting the phone down, Savanah turned her head back to the tiny victim in her hand and glared at her before breaking into a broad grin. The girl shrunk in her grasp, almost trembling with fear.
“Ohh Katie, why didn’t you just hide? Now you’re going to spend a long, long time with your new best friend- my ass!” she laughed, giving her towering booty a shake. “Oh but speaking of best friends…”
A loud gurgle echoed through the bedroom, where Katie nervously looked down at the jiggling mass of butt flesh. Spreading her legs apart, Savanah dramatically leaned against one of the walls and grunted loudly, pushing her hand and the doll of a person against it while she braced. An explosive fart ripped out from between those twin boulders with such force that the larger woman wondered if she had just burned a hole in her panties. Ripping through the red fabric and then to the other side of her dingy shorts, a gust of searing wind could almost be felt circling the room like some kind of stinky fan. The smell followed shortly after, where Katie immediately gagged over the side of Savanah’s fist as her eyes teared up, stinging from the sulfuric rot that was filling up the room.
A blood curdling scream suddenly erupted from deep between the still jiggling ass cheeks. Megan was of course still stuck to the inside of those panties, and she had just endured her first point-blank fart from her new giantess mistress. The brute force of the gas explosion immediate awoke the slumbering girl and sent her ears ringing as she opened her eyes to Savanah’s wrinkly rose bud that was still caked in dried shit and gently oozing butt juice from many wet farts. The aroma that she took in through her first breath was a sickening combination of tangy body odor, excrement, rotten eggs, and a particularly nasty scent that exists only in cases of extreme swamp ass. A complete germaphobe and terrified of any substance remotely foul, Megan’s first reaction to awakening in her newfound predicament was of course to scream her lungs out. Body juddering uncontrollably, the young woman’s voice was then stolen when constant gagging took over as her body struggled too find a way to deal with the inhospitable environment.
“What...who, was that?” Katie asked, the hair on the back of her neck standing up as she could have sworn there was something familiar about that scream.
“Ah yes, come take a look, you’ll probably see a familiar face down there,” Savanah snickered, barely able to contain her laughter. Pulling down her shorts some and then then peeling back the too-tight panties from her cavernous crack, she hovered her older sister over the exposed inside of the underwear to give her a look at the girl trapped within.
“Oh my god, Megan!” Katie shrieked as she caught sight of her old best friend restrained to the smelly garment. Writhing as if her body was on fire, the black-haired girl looked up at Katie with tears in her eyes and screamed back.
“Katie! Help, help! Make her stop!” the poor thing cried until her squeals were silenced when Savanah released her panties, which promptly snapped back to her wobbly ass and wedged their Human prisoner back inside that hellish crack.
“She’s got a lot of- uuughhh climatizing, to prepare for,” the slobby bbw sighed as she punctuated that statement with another rumbling fart that immediately sent a second searing wave of chipotle-fueled gas up to the shrunken girl’s nostrils. Katie began to cry, not just from the crippling odor, but the fact that her dear friend, whom she’d always wished was her sister, was being tortured by her actual sibling’s toxic gas chamber of a butt. It was incredibly demotivating, for the last few hours she had been hoping that Megan’s arrival to the house was going to be what saved both her and her mother. Now not only was that hope shattered, but on top of that, Katie now felt immeasurable guilt over her friend’s capture at the hands of Savanah.
“Don’t be jealous sissy, you know there’s more than enough of my- auuughhh big butt to go around,” the giantess sighed with a low hiss leaking from her rear, followed by another panicking shriek from deep within. Satisfied with how everything worked out in the end, Savanah carried her two Human toys back to her basement den of torture, making a mental note to enhance the security of the room as she shut the door behind her. Perhaps a lock and key would be required to exit to the upper floor.
Chapter 3: Two plus One
“Home sweet home ladies, lets gather up the whole gang shall we?” the bbw chimed as she popped into her bedroom and made her way to the adjacent tank. Francine was already beginning to chirp as her daughter towered over her dismal home, a giant, pudgy hand reaching in to snatch her. There was no place to hide as the tiny mother was soon within the grasp of Savanah, who smiled with satisfaction holding her older sister in one hand and mom in the other. Megan’s untimely arrival earlier had interrupted her masturbation time, but with her two living toys plus the added bonus of the unwanted visitor, the vile girl was more than ready to begin an afternoon of pleasure and sadistic butt torture. Grabbing a little mason jar, Savanah dumped both Katie and Francine inside, which was just big enough for the both of them and brought it around to her butt. The older sister knew that their small glass prison was about to become a gas chamber, and so did her mom as the mature woman began to shriek in terror as her younger daughter held the opening against her ass crack.
“Lets play a little guessing game first!” Savanah sang. “Poor old Megan is currently trapped in my glorious booty, and I’ll only free her if one of you correctly guesses what I ate for lunch based on my farts. The longer it takes for you to get the right answer, then the more farts that both you and Megan will have to sniff!” she finished in a voice that was attempting to mimic how game show hosts talk.
“Arby’s! McDonalds! Pizzahut!” Francine spat frantically as she prematurely started guessing the potential candidates before Savanah had even farted.
“Bad mother! You only get one guess per fart. Also wait until I actually start, dumbass,” the vile teen shot back, before turning away from the jar and clenching her titanic cheeks together.
Rumbling from deep within that abysmal crack, a loud, solid 10-second blast of gas spewed from the unwiped canyon and quickly filled the small glass enclosure. Katie had to close her eyes as the burning fart stung her face and singed her nose as it forced its way into her respiratory system. The smell was a beast to contend with, sending the poor young woman retching into the clear surface of her container at the scent of rotted vegetables that had been left out in the sun too long. Her mother dry heaved a bit of bile to the side before beginning to claw against the glass with her nails, dragging them against the hard surface until they started to bleed.
“KFC! Panera Bread! Carls Jr! Francine screamed between involuntary retching.
“Mom! Stop ruining the game you dumb shit. One guess per fart!” Savanah scoffed, ripping a merciless 20-second blast that filled the jar several times over. Katie covered her
mouth and nose in a desperate attempt to filter the intense stench of manure and sauerkraut, but this accomplished nothing as the intolerable odor that sent the once-beautiful girl coughing her guts out on the side of the tilted container.
“For the love of god, Popeyes? Was it Popeyes?” she asked up at her younger sister, having no choice but to participate in the filthy game knowing that her dear friend was in great peril wedged up in that literal hellhole. Indeed, Megan was having a very rough time in Savanah’s swampy crack as the monster farts bombarded her point blank, her entire body acting as a futile filter to the unending gas. Face slick with tears, snot, and leagues of reeking ass sweat, the poor girl sobbed like no tomorrow at the horrible environment that she had awoken trapped in.
“Wrong! Sorry sis, try again,” the giantess giggled as she shook her butt a little and prepared for the next release. This fart came out as a mere hiss, but Katie had stopped counting how long it look to slowly leak out of there after about 30-seconds. The smell took a while to hit to two occupants in the jar, but once it did, both tinies wished that they were dead. Gasping as if dying from asphyxiation, Katie sunk to the bottom of the container and writhed around as the noxious gas almost paralyzing her in place. The extreme sulphuric fragrance of rotten eggs and brimstone clung to the insides of her nostrils and sank into her tongue, ensuring that the odor would remaining fixed there in the long term. Francine meanwhile was beginning to claw at her face as if attempting to rip her own nose off.
“Mom! Stop before you hurt you- Oh god!” Katie tried to stop her mother from self harming but was overtaken by gagging a she swallowed a mouthful of the thick, rancid air.
“I have no choice! This smell is driving me insane! I’ll do anything to never smell anything ever again!” The Francine stuttered in a diminished voice, her sanity showing signs of slipping again. Megan meanwhile was about to have a seizure as the searing wave of hot, silent
but deadly fart scorched her body, nose, and mind as she became blinded while her other senses struggled to contend with such massive odor. Body rigid and shaking against the soaked underwear that held her in place, the little girl was dripping in her captor’s ass sweat that would permanently itch its fumes into her skin.
Katie knew that she’d have to guess right soon, or she was going to have to watch as both her mom and best friend succumbed to her evil sister. The vile gas stuck in her sinuses anyway, the tiny racked her brain for a potential source of the particular scent. Within the mainly sulphuric stench was an aftertaste of rotten meat, pork mainly. Remembering that Savanah always filled her burritos with mainly beef and chorizo, Katie was sure that she had the answer.
“Chipotle! Was it chipotle? She wheezed in a raspy voice, breathing in the hot gas having did a number on her throat.
“You are…correct! Good job, sis!” Savanah sang happily as she “accidently” ripped a 5- second wet fart into the jar. “Whoopsie” she giggled, fanning the air and holding the now murky container up to her face. The lingering gas continuing to torture the two occupants, it was a turn on to see the two women within still gagging and gasping on her farts.
Pulling out a shoe box from under the bed, Savanah dumped the tinies inside and then went to removing her shorts and then finally, her panties. Heavily soaked in sweat, Megan
dropped down into the box along with the other women, curling up into a ball as she shivered off the lingering stink that clung to every fiber of her being. Inhaling cleaner air certainly helped recuperate, but this was the inexperienced girl’s first tango with Savanah’s weapon of an ass.
Rushing over to her, Katie bent down and pulled her friend up, before embracing her tightly.
“Megs! I’m so sorry she fucking did this to you, thank god you’re okay though,” she said while holding her bestie tight.
Megan was still quite stunned at the recent turn of events. One moment she was on the cusp of busting Savanah for her crimes, the next she was shrunken and placed inside that very girl’s ass crack to endure her horrific gas. It was a lot to digest, so she just silently wept in her friend’s arms. Francine smiled at her two girls from the other end of the box, trembling but glad that who she once considered a third daughter was okay now.
“What a touching reunion, girls,” the huge bbw towering above them mocked. “Its so cute that you can continue your dumb little perfect girl club while being 1-inch tall and smelling like my ass”.
Squatting down next to the box that contained all her living dolls, Savanah smiled malevolently as she already had an evil plot as to what her next activity was going to be.
“Mother dearest,” she whistled to the shivering Francine, who looked up at her daughter in terror. “You really pissed me off for playing my game wrong just now, so I think I’ll
have you shoved up my ass while I rub my kitty for a little while,” she finished with a lick of her lips. Whimpering, the tiny mom shrunk back to one of the cardboard walls.
“No, no, no, no, no you can’t do this to me, Savanah, please I beg of you.”
“Oh, I didn’t say that I was going to be the one to stick you up my bum,” the menacing bbw continued, shifting her eyes towards the other girls.
“You two.” She snapped. “I want you guys to take my ungrateful mother and push her into my ass. And I mean in it. All the way in, I don’t want to see any part of her,” Savanah instructed before laughing manically. Tilting the box so that the three people contained within fell to the floor before her, the slobby giantess then sat her naked rear on the ground and spread her legs apart to reveal her dripping pussy and of course, her shit-encrusted sphincter.
Megan and Katie looked at each other with deep concern before looking back at Francine, who was now looking back and forth between Savanah and the two girls. Their giant tormentor was sadistic, yes, but did she seriously expect them to willingly condemn the dear matriarch to become the bratty, vile teen’s butt plug? Apparently, yes.
“Um, did I not make myself clear?” Savanah reiterated. “Shove her up my ass now, or I will unload the ton of digested chipotle that just dropped into my bowels on top of both of you!” This caused the two former besties to again look at each other, this time with a terrified expression. Condemning Francine to such an inhuman torment seemed impossible for anyone with a conscious, yet to Katie’s shock, Megan began to walk towards her mother.
“Theres a way that we can get out of here, Mrs. Cunningham, but we need to cooperate just until it arrives,” the black-haired girl said softly as she approached Francine, gently resting a hand on her shoulders.
“Uh Megs, what are you doing? Are you seriously considering going through with this?” Katie asked, disgusted that her friend would actually think of doing such a thing to a woman who once treated her like her own kid. Savanah promptly reminded her sister of the stakes, however.
“Here comes a little preview!” the devilish giantess exclaimed as she let out a quick but incredibly wet fart. The entire area was blasted with flecks of real liquid shit, the excremental droplets feeling like heavy water balloons as they pelted all three women. Katie fell back revolted as a blob struck her right over the nose, causing the girl to vigorously drag her face along the floor. Megan meanwhile was struck in the mouth, where bits of the crap drop had slipped between her unprepared lips. Throwing up a mixture of spit and bile, the black-haired girl almost collapsed from the mass disgust, and Francine had begun a mewing cry as a larger blob of shit had fixed itself over her eyes and hair. The lingering smell of fermented food kept on torturing the women minutes after the fart.
“Katie, trust me, we need to just survive until help arrives and trust me, it is coming,” Megan wheezed, her hands shaking at the persistent disgust that she was feeling.
“Promise? I mean…this is my mom,” her brunette friend replied, now much more on the same page as Megan after that wet fart, though she still had problems to committing her mom to Savanah’s ass.
“Just don’t think about it, follow me,” the slightly larger girl said insistently, taking hold of Francine’s shoulder and helping her up.
“Ah Megan, darling, is that you? Are we getting out of here?” the mom asked almost deliriously.
“Fine…lets go, mom, Megs and I are going to get us out,” Katie sighed, guiltily taking her mother’s other shoulder. Together, the two girls pulled Francine forward- and straight towards Savanah’s filthy ass hole. The bbw slob had remained silent as she watched the exchange, a huge, goofy grin on her face. She couldn’t believe that they were going to go through with sticking their fellow tiny inside her waiting sphincter.
As the three approached Savanah’s ginormous, spread cheeks, it was almost like looking into the maw of a giant beast. Soon, they were right in front of the anus, where Katie was finally able to get an unobstructed look at it for the first time. Short but frequent hair surrounding the rose bud, the surface was almost completely crusted over by shit that had a muddy texture. It was “dry”, but very hot and mushy. Sticky strands off ass sweat and leftover fart juice hung nastily over the different butt hairs, and the smell permeating the area at that range was so intense that the trio felt woozy just standing there. Megan too was terrified, thinking about how she never wanted to be face to face with the nauseating hole ever again.
“C’mon, c’mon, hurry it up! I’m horny!” Savanah called from above. Sure enough, some of her cum and juices from her pussy were trickling down her taint to her ass, adding a strong, womanly smell to the air as well. Looking at each other, Katie and Megan braced themselves.
“Wh-what are we doing? We need to get out of here, the smell, th-” Francine began to speak, only to be cut off as the two girls holding her pushed her forward, sending her head and shoulders into the slimy butt hole before them with a loud splat. Savanah, who was now laughing her head off at the spectacle, took it from here as she puckered and clenched her ass so that the wrinkly surface of her anus effectively began to swallow the rest of her mom’s body with the rhythmic motions. Katie and Megan watched heartbrokenly as Francine’s legs began to flail wildly as she seemingly recovered from the initial shock of ending up face-first up her daughter’s disgusting bum.
“I’m sorry, mom! I’m so sorry,” the elder daughter cried as she watched her mother’s feet finally disappear into the crap-covered hole. Megan held her friend in support, knowing how hard this must have been. It was true that she had an ace up her sleeve, she just had to bide her time.
“Now you can stay up there and remember to never ruin your best daughter’s fun ever again,” Savanah sneered childishly as she shook her ginormous backside. Buried inside her rectum, poor Francine screamed like no tomorrow as the shaking rolled her around the inside of the tight tube and smothered her against the leagues of shit that remained in there. Worse yet, something huge and dark was beginning to descend from up above.
Sitting her ass back on the floor, the giantess wasted no time in playing with herself. Rubbing a hand over her exposed clit, she moaned with her head back as she got off to the feeling of her stupid mother trapped deep within her bowels.
“Ah yeah, you like the smell in there, mom? You like the way you can slide up my shit canal?” she hissed in ecstasy, creeping out the two friends below, where they backed away awkwardly.
“No! Stay there, I want you to watch,” the evil bbw moaned and thus, Megan and Katie sat on the floor and painfully watched as the latter’s little sister masturbated with a Human being lodged in her asshole, right before their very eyes. Minutes later, Savanah let out a throaty yell as she eventually orgasmed, treating her poor mother to a vice grip inside her rectum as Francine shrieked at the top of her lungs, before gagging nonstop after accidently inhaling a mouthful of anal air. Panting, the winded giantess put her legs down and smiled down lazily at the other two.
“Okay, dumb little dolls, tell me how much of a goddess I am,” she smirked drunkenly, high on life at the moment. Met with silence, the bratty girl frowned. “I am your goddess now, worship me!” She demanded.
Katie shrank back in silence, her will to fight back partially broken for now. Megan, however, despite being more flighty that her friend usually, had an awakened since of vigor after witnessing the countless injustices done by the giantess.
“You’re no goddess, you’re a filthy, vile kid who is going to get the book thrown at them when my police officer aunt comes here to arrest your ass!” the black-haired girl yelled up in defiance. Savanah was stunned by this resistance, but a malevolent grin returned to her face after a moment.
“Looks like I’m going to have to break you in. A lot,” the teen sadist replied, grunting loudly as squeaky fart belched out of her flexing anus. Francine began to slide out feet first, covered head to toe in slimy, brown shit and smelling of pure death. A nose full of chum would have smelt better than the Katie’s poor mom as she fully exited the vile sphincter.
“Mom!” The older daughter called as she rushed to Francine’s side, covering her mouth as she stifled a gag at the stench emitting from her. Megan was now beginning to regret her words as she now stood alone in Savanah’s sights. Her empty rectum was now refilling with a long, huge dump that was pending rapidly, the giantess snatched up her new tiny and held her up to her face.
“I think I’ll put you back in my panties, but you won’t have the luxury of just smelling my ass and farts,” the bratty teen explained. “See, I have to take a hot steamy dump, but I won’t feel like taking off my undies once they’re on. So that means…”
Megan’s eyes widened in horror at the revelation. Did Savanah just imply that she was going to shit while still wearing the panties that she was to be trapped in? She would soon get her answer as she was roughly stuck to the still-sticky backside of the underwear that lay on the ground, where the bbw naturally pulled the pair back up and around her wide hips. Katie could only watch helplessly at her mom’s side as her best friend once again became wedged in her sister’s crack in the back of those panties, her screams of terror being audible all the way from the floor.
“Uh oh, just in time,” Savanah cackled. “Tut, tut, tut, food goes into me, and then comes out my butt,” she again sang her childish song before grunting. In the darkness of her captor’s
ass crack, Megan’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as the reeking rose bud before her began to open, and the brown doom that was going to lead to one hell of a mother load reared its ugly head. With a final screech of terror, the 1-inch girl was smothered face first into an explosion of sludge that flowed out rather quickly.
From the ground, Katie began to cry as she watched a noticeable, dark budge began to form at the back of Savanah’s underwear. Megan felt like she had been hit with a tidal wave as a heavy flood of compacted muck consumed her features and quickly buried her entire body as the panties began to accumulate the dump. Her world dark under the constant stream of shit, the poor girl’s heart raced as a panic attack overtook her body as she found that she had lost the ability to move at all under the weighty, steaming mass. Her crap-smothered figure convulsing uncontrollably, Megan silently screamed as she was forced to attempt to breathe by sucking in bits of air through the molten excrement that still poured from Savanah’s raging hole.
The bbw was merciless as she continued her dump, even as her panties began to expand from behind. After a full minute of nonstop shitting, her underwear now struggled to contain around 10-pounds of shit and had grown to the size of a basketball. Smiling with satisfaction, the nasty teen giggled as she enjoyed the way that the enlarged, soiled garment jiggled along with her ass, filled to the brim with her bowel movement. Buried alive at the epicentre was her tiny slave, who was struggling to survive under all that poop. Blinded, Megan was in pure suffering as the massive dump completely dominated her senses. Incredibly disoriented as she all she could feel now was the heavy, warm mush pressing down upon her, and what little air
she could manage to take in smelled and tasted of a nasty mixture of porta potty overfill and fresh elephant dung.
Completely aware that what she was touching was Human excrement (and a lot of it), the young woman’s mind snapped somewhat as she fought vigorously against the thin garment that was just barely able to contain the mass. She would do anything, even chew off her own limbs if she could, just to get free. Anything. Anything she could do to be free from the revolt, the disgust, she would do. Megan even got to the point where she angrily bit her own cheek, punishing herself from putting herself in this intolerable situation by giving lip to Savanah. Her mind screamed for relief, but a loud knocking from upstairs offered potential salvation.
“This is the police! Open up!” A voice boomed from upstairs around the front door. The previously gleeful giantess froze in place, an expression of horror on her face. Katie grinned for the first time in a week at her sister’s reaction, realizing that this must have been Megan’s plan. She somehow must have known that the police would eventually arrive. Now thanks to her poor friend, they were all going to be free. Well, so she thought…
“Get back in here!” Savanah whispered, picking up her older sister and soiled mother, dropping them back into the shoe box for now. Nervously walking upstairs, the bbw’s heart was now racing as she reached for the door upstairs, her crapped panties jiggling behind her. “Fuck, how am I going to get out of this one?” she thought to herself, wondering if the jig was up. Realizing that she was still wearing what was essentially a dirty diaper, Savanah had to step to the side of the front door to open it so that only her top was visible by the person outside.
Sure enough, an angry lady cop with black hair was glaring at the messy teen from the front door.
“What can I do for you, officer?” Savanah asked in a sweet, soft voice as she batted her eyelashes.
“My name is constable McCormick, my niece stopped by your house and she told me that if I didn’t hear from her in two hours, then she was in trouble,” the cop said flatly, before stepping forward. “Its been three hours, so obviously something happened to Megan. Want to step aside, kid?”
“Gee, constable, I wish I could help you there, but I haven’t seen Megan in years. I wish she would visit, though, I’m mighty lonely ever since my family abandoned me,” Savanah replied, feigning innocence.
“She’s told me about what an unhinged person you were when you were younger, so I have reason to believe that you may have moved on from torturing dolls, to torturing people,” the constable replied, not giving the plump young woman an inch. “Also, I agree with my niece, the story of your family disappearing is bullshit. Now let me through.”
Heart racing even more, a nervous Savanah realized that this cop wasn’t going to give up. One way or another, she was going to make her way inside, and discover the shrunken person torture dungeon downstairs. Racking her brain for a quick solution, the pear-shaped terror almost grinned when an idea popped into her mind. Her lifetime of lazy, couch potato lifestyle led to her watching tons of TV, and thanks to many cliché episodes depicting this plot point, she decided to try her luck at using it.
“But Miss constable, you don’t have a search warrant to go in my house,” Savanah almost sneered as she again innocently blinked at the increasingly annoyed cop.
“Fine, I’ll ask for one then,” McCormick replied as she held her belt walkie to her mouth. “This is McCormick, requesting a warrant for the Cunningham household, I have reason to believe that the family’s younger daughter has forcibly confined people inside, over,”
The pair waited in silence for a response, where Savanah almost felt like her heart was going to burst from her buxom chest. The cop, on the other hand, was wrinkling her nose at the smell that seemed to be coming from the house, which reeked like a public bathroom. Finally, the walkie crackled as the dispatching officer responded.
“Dammit McCormick, leave that poor girl alone! Her mom and sister just ran off without her, she’s only 19 and she’s not working yet! Now get your ass back to the station, and never go to that house again, over!”
Stunned, the constable just stared at her walkie and then back to Savanah in shock. Obviously, this disappearance case was quite known to the local authorities, and the cruel bbw took great pleasure in the fact that she was repeatedly labelled as innocent.
“This isn’t over, I’ll be back!” McCormick spat as she turned and made for her squad car, though this would be the last time that the two saw each other, even after Megan’s missing persons report went out. Apart from the young woman’s vague texts to her aunt, there was nothing to prove her whereabouts being the Cunningham residence at all.
Sighing in relief as the cop car drove off, Savanah, laughed loudly as she shut the front door and glanced at the stinking mass of shit that she was still wearing. Relieved, she was also pissed at Megan for causing her such trauma.
“I almost had a heart attack, bitch!” she spat to her behind, though the girl trapped within would never hear her due to being consumed in excrement. Savanah was so angry that she didn’t even know what to do, but she wanted to enact some vengeance on the girl in the back of her panties. Without thinking, the bbw kicked up her legs and delivered a weighty butt drop right onto her shit-filled drawers, which miraculously didn’t burst from the impact. This action proved devastating to Megan, however, as the smothering crap that she was still convulsing and mentally breaking in was suddenly compacted under Savanah’s weight from her rapidly sitting down on it. The previously mushy shit now became solid to a degree and was injected into Megan’s nose and mouth from the impact, her airways now clogged with the foul tasting substance.
Despite her mind spinning due to the panic attack induced by her burial in poop, the trapped girl now realized that she couldn’t breathe, having been literally injected with pure excrement. The solid fecal matter that she was stuck in was unmoving in her struggles, and no matter how much she throatily squealed into her shit-filled mouth, nothing was going to save her. She expired moments later, suffocated to death under her captor’s massive dump. By the time Savanah stood up, she wasn’t even aware that the girl in her panties had passed. Digging the tiny out was a struggle, and the sadistic giantess found that she wasn’t even disappointed that she’d lost one of her living dolls. At this point, Megan was more of a liability to her because of her connection to the authorities.
Katie, however, was distraught after finding out that Savanah had killed her best friend.
“Murderer! You fucking murderer!” she sobbed from her glass aquarium, where even Francine was silently crying when the younger sibling gave the news.
“All she had to do was say I was a goddess but nooooo, she had to go and be all brave. This is her fault, to be honest,” Savanah said brutally with a roll of her eyes. “Now, you guys play rock paper scissors to see who gets to be my butt plug for tonight’s orgasms,” With that, that giantess left to fix herself a snack, where Francine came and embraced her daughter. There was no hope for the both of them at this moment, but they at least had each other for a time. Katie knew that this wasn’t going to last forever, and she yearned for when she’d finally be free.
Twenty years later, nothing had changed. Minus the untimely death of Francine, Katie was still enduring stink torture almost daily from her evil little sister. Tears in her eyes as she awoke from a dream involving Megan, Katie yearned for the carefree days of childhood. Eyeing yet another grey hair amongst her brown, the tiny broke down as reality set in that her youth was long gone, being over 40 now. Sobbing into the heavily blurred aquarium floor, the tortured woman listened as Savanah awoke (with Rachel lodged in her butt crack) and prepared to start her day.
“Katie! Dear sis, why not join me under my ass for breakfast, I’m getting a dozen waffles from wafflehouse!” the giantess explained as she stood up. Another day, another fart. Or a hundred. Or a thousand. It was never going to end for Katie. Not now, not ever. With the fleeting memories of Megan still in her head, the miserable girl prepared for yet another day in hell.
PART 4
Chapter 1: Abandon All Hope
An echoing snore permeated the expansive basement of the Cunningham family home, rising from the dark depths like the breath of a dragon slumbering on its hoard. The source of the engine-like noise was none other than the now 20-year-old Savanah, who was fast asleep messily sprawled out on her expansive mattress. Assorted fast food bags and the wrappers from many forms of junk food adorned the bedspread, where the young adult laid on her side topless with her bulging breasts and fat, pudgy belly extended out in front of her, the thick, pair-shaped body completely nude save for the pair of rugby shorts around the girl’s wide waist, quite oblivious to the pigsty that she was resting in. Twitching occasionally in an apparently pleasant dream, the woman’s plump lips folded into an unconscious smirk.
“That’s right, eat it, bitch…eat that nasty-ass fart,” Savanah moaned in her sleep, one of her thick thighs shaking a little as her slumbering face scrunched up as if she was pushing on something with great effort, which ended up being less of a dream than the BBW expected…
A loud blast of gas squealed from the confines of her tight shorts, lasting nearly a full twenty seconds as the foul wind billowed against a stray McDonald’s wrapper situated immediately behind that big butt. Smacking her lips, Savanah shuffled her legs around as she giggled in her sleep at her own fart, the stench of rotten eggs that typically accompanied the girl’s morning gas rising above the mattress in a warm haze. A silence then fell amongst the
dimly lit room that was soon broken by a series of deeply muffled, tiny screams that seemed to be coming from the back of those red and black rugby shorts that tightly restrained Savanah’s huge rump, the titanic cheeks clearly outlined against the thin material. Besides the saturation of sweat that lay amongst the length of Savanah’s deep butt crack, there was something even more nefarious and nasty buried in that dark crevice. Her struggling body held down by a grimy black thong that was pressing her against the excrement-encrusted rosebud between those twin mounds, laid the unfortunate Katie Cunningham, older sister to the slumbering tyrant.
It had been nearly a year since Savanah had used a diabolical shrink serum illegally purchased on the black market to turn Katie, their mom, Francine, and the older sibling’s best friend, Megan, into her own personal playthings. Reduced to a miniscule 1-inch in height, the unfortunate women were subjugated to near constant torture at the hands of the bratty teen, who used her lack of hygiene, never ending farts, and gigantic, dirty ass as instruments of torment that brought great suffering to the several victims. Megan didn’t last long, succumbing to a smothering mass of Savanah’s shit in a punishment-gone wrong, and her death rattling the already distraught Katie while she watched her mom snap repeatedly as her mental health entered a sharp decline. Approaching the anniversary of when they were first shrank, the elder Cunningham sibling saw her quality of life further reduced as she unfortunately became the favorite toy/victim of Savanah, and the two were near inseparable due to the latter’s insatiable lust. Savanah had gotten a year older, but her immature, bratty personality did nothing but drastically increase.
Thus, here was Katie yet again wedged tightly in the butt crack of her younger sister, having just endured another night of little sleep as she suffered through countless torturous
inhales of Savanah’s bad case of swamp ass. That fart was the first of many, and it signaled that the BBW would soon be stirring. Squirming in the hot, humid, inhospitable atmosphere between those juicy cheeks, Katie mewed and panted against the slimy surface that she was forced against, choking on the rancid, gag-worthy air that she was required to breathe. Her eyes widened in terror as her sister’s sphincter belched open again, and another dry, eye stinging reek of sulfuric stink blasted her shivering form point blank, sending Katie into another panicked frenzy against the thong holding her tightly in place.
The fidgeting of her older sibling deep in her rank crack managed to awaken Savanah, who slowly opened her eyes in the dim room as she smiled at the ticklish sensation of her own sister thrashing around her asshole. Her well-timed gnarly morning farts that started after around 8-10 hours of sleep had transformed Katie into the perfect alarm clock. As soon as the poor tiny got whiff of the fermented gas, the exhaustive struggles against her butt prison began, and the sleeping giantess would usually begin to stir shortly after. Though she was awake now, Savanah felt like laying in bed a bit longer, enjoying the thought of yet another day of doing nothing but relax, eat, and torturing her two shrunken prisoners, as well as feeding her sister a few additional morning farts in the meantime.
“Gotta give my…auughhhh….dear sister, Katie, a good morning kiss,” the thick, raunchy woman sang as she squeezed out another horrendous blast of gas, snickering at the way her compressed cheeks distorted the sound of the escaping fart. The pleasurable tickle of Katie bucking and writhing in her thong prison followed soon after, where the nauseating smell of rotten eggs and sour milk graced Savanah’s own nose.
“Whew! I outdid myself with those McMuffins, this is why I shouldn’t eat eggs before bed,” the hefty woman commented. “Though its not my fault that they deliver and offer 24/7 breakfast,” she added sarcastically, knowing full well that she was going out of her way to eat the foods that produced the most frequent and worst gas before turning in. Patting her big butt, Savanah admired her own body as her head turned to give herself a once over. Indeed, many men would likely find the slob physically attractive, her long dirty-blonde hair hanging loosely over her shoulders to a chunky, but not exactly obese body. Possessing great tits, a tall, fully body, and best of all, a set of wide hips that led to an absolutely gigantic bubble butt that was at such a size that walking through doorways was beginning to grow difficult, many men would likely pay good money to be with a women with such a goddess figure.
The reality, however, would quickly hit any man daring enough to get close to Savanah like a ton of bricks. The pear shaped BBW stunk something fierce, hygiene being an afterthought as she seldom bathed, taking a shower a couple times a month at most. Deodorant wasn’t even in the young adult’s vocabulary, so she often reeked of musky, feminine BO, which would possibly be forgivable if it weren’t for the ill-maintained backside that she was so proud of. What made Savanah’s ass such a toxic weapon to the poor girls that she tortured for fun was the fact that she seldom wiped between those huge, fat cheeks, staining the interior of her crack an almost constant streak of sweat and unwiped shit, and the smell of which made the already revolting anal aroma many times worse. Her poor sister was currently dealing with such inhumane odor, still wedged deep in the swampy pit.
Tears streaming from her stinging eyes, Katie wheezed as her last bit of energy fizzled out, and she allowed the elastic thong holding her in place to recompress her against the hairy,
shit-stained asshole. She had completely lost track of time, but it felt like she’d been confined to her horrid prison for days now. Worst of all, Katie knew that this wasn’t even considered part of the torture to Savanah, and that the real butt-torment would likely begin later on in the day. Sobbing at what had become of her life, the older sister struggled lightly as her once gorgeous hair, now stained in reeking ass sweat, flopped down over her red face as her younger sister continued to just lay there.
“Wow, 1:00pm? I’m up a bit early today,” Savanah commented, glancing at the digital clock at her bedside. She usually stayed up to 5 or 6 in the morning, eating her many meals, snacks, and treats while curing her insatiable sexual appetite through masturbation at the aid of one of her living anal toys, or simply torturing the women for fun. This led to some late wakeup times, and it wasn’t uncommon for the giantess to slumber deep into the afternoon.
“Oh yeah, mom, I almost forgot to ask if you’re enjoying the show,” the BBW then spoke towards a brand new smartphone (purchased with the government survivor benefits that she received, unearned of course,) that had been mounted on a tripod that stood on the other side of the bed, facing her gigantic rear as she’d been sleeping. Savanah had long since learned how to dispense psychological torture upon her tiny prisoners as well, and live streaming Katie suffering deep in her booty proved to be very effective to breaking the poor Francine. Sitting on her drawer set some distance away, the mother of the two girls toiled away in a glass aquarium, having been forced to watch a large tablet that had been fastened to the side of the enclosure to show the miserable woman a live feed of her precious older daughter trapped inside Savanah’s nasty rear. Francine too had a sleepless night, crying as she was forced to witness her favorite child being forced up against her tyrant of a younger daughter’s asshole
and then later farted on. This would have been made easier if she only had to witness this torment happen from afar, but unfortunately, Savanah had utilized a micro camera purchased on the dark web to provide a separate live stream of Katie suffering from inside the murky confines of that great ass, secretly mounted on the very thong that held the poor girl in place.
The result was having the once proud mother be forced to watch the sickening treatment that her beloved Katie experienced night after night, which had sunk her into an immense depression, crying and screaming for the feed to stop. Following a day of her own butt torture from Savanah, life had been a long year of hell for the family’s former matriarch.
“Katie! My Katie! My Poor Katie!” Francine sobbed pitifully as she pounded on the glass in front of the tablet, one window showing her younger daughter taunting at the camera as she woke up, while another displayed a night vision view of Katie crying to herself as she struggled against the intolerable stink that surrounded her. Donning an evil grin while looking at the camera, Savanah made sure that her face was visibly strained as she went to push out yet another fart directed at her older sibling. Francine squealed again as she watched firsthand as Katie screamed and gagged on the live feed in response to her younger sister’s newest bioweapon-worthy gas, deeply upset at watching Katie choke on the rancid air.
“Ha ha, I hope you’re thoroughly entertained mom but don’t get too comfortable behind that glass, I’m coming for you later!” Savanah sang a she sprang out of bed, her colossal rear jiggling as her feet hit the tile floor. Her dear sister still trapped neatly in her fuming butt crack, she pondered on what to do to begin her day.
“Well, what shall we do, sis?” She asked, striding along while strutting her booty theatrically. Katie of course heard nothing, and was instead treated to a dizzying sensation of her younger sister reorienting herself, causing her body to hang a little lower between those twin boulders (though still pressed up against that asshole).
“Nothing? No suggestions?” Savanah continued, asking sarcastically at this point knowing that her voice was likely not getting through to her sister. Walking past a large mirror adjacent to the bed, the BBW stopped to momentarily check herself out in the reflection, admiring her voluptuous body and thinking about her current love life.
“Its ridiculous isn’t it, Katie?” the giantess asked aloud. “I have such a rocking body, yet here I am, single as a pringle! I know you had no shortage of guys hitting on you, wanna give your sis some pointers?” she asked rhetorically again. Bringing a hand down onto her left cheek, Savanah watched mesmerized as the bulbous ball of flesh jiggled and shook wildly back at her.
“I have a huge ass, and isn’t that what men want these day? You have all those music videos with girls twerking and- oh shit! Maybe that’s what I have to do, learn how to twerk!” the slob of a woman hypothesized excitedly. Turning around so that her butt was facing the mirror, Savanah squatted and got a good look at her expansive backside.
“How hard can it be? It’s just shaking your booty around a bunch,” she thought to herself, pulling up a tutorial on YouTube to get a better idea of what to do. Katie meanwhile was beginning to squirm again. Normally, Savanah would have let her out of that ass prison by
now, and the tiny was anticipating being free from the suffocating humidity and stomach churning aroma.
“Ah lets see, so I squat like this, and then start bouncing my legs up and down so that my cheeks clap together,” the ripe young woman iterated to herself, before turning around to look in the mirror as she attempted the steps. By quickly bending and re-bending her legs, the resulting movement caused her huge ass to begin to shake and jiggle spontaneously, those fleshly boulders dancing hypnotically in the mirror as if they had a mind of their own.
“Whew, that kind of looks like they do in the videos, but not quite,” Savanah commented upon witnessing the first attempt. “Maybe I just need to take off these tight-ass shorts.”
Katie, meanwhile, had shrieked in surprise as her previously calm world had been turned upside down as both giant cheeks on either side of her had begun to compress and squish her little body between them. A revolting shlicking noise filled the nasty crack as the sweat slicked confines repeatedly mashed the struggling girl, which also reawakened a new odor of fresh ass sweat as her slob of a sister began physical activity. Luckily for Katie, this soon stopped, and the light of day graced the tiny somewhat as Savanah pulled down her shorts and let them drop to the floor, revealing her pale, sweated butt cheeks to the world with the black thong between them all but a sliver.
“Okay, lets try this again,” the overweight young woman wheezed, resuming her squatting position and bouncing up and down again. Free from the shorts, Savanah watched now as her twin globes spread wildly at first, revealing the black material deep between them
as well as her sister, before closing back with a loud clap that impacted with enough force that it echoed through the entire room. Panting, she continued the erratic movement, growing increasingly impressed at her form. Katie, meanwhile, was less that impressed as the cheeks that held her in place now smashed against her repeatedly like a pair of soft, squishy hammers. The wind being knocked from her diaphragm each time the fleshly walls collapsed on her, the poor girl let out a throaty cry as each impact shook her abused body. Worse yet, the nose wrinkling scent of unwiped ass and shit began to waft from between those cheeks and treat Katie to a gust of the rotten stench to the face, adding to the already nasty environment. Naturally, things continued to go downhill from there.
“Ah yeah, work it Savs, work what God gave you,” Savanah chuckled to herself, impressed as she continued to watch her own ass twerk in the mirror. “Now, no sane man will be able to resist me once I- oh shit!” the BBW’s thoughts were interrupted when a loud, wet fart erupted from deep within her bowels while her cheeks were in mid-clap, ensuring that the unhindered blast was as audible as possible. Though unbothered by her own gas, Savanah knew that most men would likely be put off by her farting while twerking, so she tried to hold her poots in.
“Crap, oh well, let’s just keep going and- ah shit!” the voluptuous 20-year-old swore again as another splattery-sounding eruption belched from her exposed butt hole. Mashed against the grimy sphincter, Katie screamed as she was hit by flecks of real excrement, before subsiding into gagging as the hot gusts created by the flapping cheeks began to cycle the foul air back to her. Combined with the intense heat, pressure, and stench, it was but another day in hell for the poor girl.
“No, no, no! I can’t stop farting while I’m doing this!” Savanah hissed in frustration, unable to prevent her gas from escaping and interrupting her shaking booty’s otherwise enticing dance. Completely uncaring that she was drowning her sister in a world of stink as this was happening, she instead decided to blame Katie.
“Dammit, this is your fault! You’re probably stimulating my ass in such a way that it can’t help but fart!” Savanah accused, despite the fact that it was because of her that Katie was in between her cheeks in the first place.
“You can’t ever just let me try and try to do anything to make myself look good for guys. You always told me that I stunk too much to attract anyone, it’s always been your fault!” the younger sibling continued her rant. With it now having been a year since she had any sort of real resistance or anyone to tell her “no”, Savanah had reached maximum “brattyness” and whatever she spun into her mind became reality. If she wanted to blame her older sister for rendering her unable to twerk without farting, she would.
Meanwhile, drenched in a new coat of ass sweat and choking on the lingering gas, Katie was merely trying to survive, having no part in her sister’s failed twerk attempt. Suddenly, Savanah’s pudgy fingers reached inside that deep chasm and worked the trapped girl free of her prison. Gasping in some “fresh” air, the shrunken girl was then met with the angry face of her tormentor as she was hoisted up and dangled before her.
“Oh well, good thing I have you and mom to use as butt plugs anyway, I don’t need the attention of man as long as I got you,” Savanah spat as her anger subsided into her usual sadism. Katie, who had no idea what her sister was talking about, merely glared back.
“Just give me a break, for the love of god,” the once-beautiful young woman wheezed, completely exhausted in the giantess’ grasp.
“Are you dumb? Why would you want a break from all this,” Savanah replied, indicating to her enormous backside behind her. “Ugh, looks like I’m getting a bit of zits on my butt too,” she said noticing a scattered collection of white-headed pimples dotting the expansive pale cheeks. One of the many consequences of the slob’s poor hygiene practices was overly oily skin throughout her body, which of course let to the occasional bouts of acne.
“Tell you what,” the evil BBW proposed. “You can either go up my ass while I’m eating breakfast, or you can take a little break and just pop my butt-zits for me.”
Katie’s mouth slid open in disbelief, feeling a shiver go down her spine at considering the nasty idea of removing her sister’s pimples while at her current size. Still, though, it was likely a much better option that being used as a Human butt-plug for the millionth time. Looking down at the faraway tile floor below, the shrunken girl briefly considered just ending it all and wiggling free from the pudgy fingers that held her up to fall to her death below, but thinking about her mother reawakened her fight. She had to be strong for the both of them, especially as Francine’s sanity continued to slip daily.
“Fuck you…I guess I’ll just pop your zits then,” Katie muttered, almost inaudibly as Savanah smirked.
“Glad to hear it! Okay, let me heat up my breakie real quick.” The younger sister sang, carrying her tiny prisoner along with her towards the drawer. “Oh and since you chose popping duty, that means mom get to go up my ass!”
Katie shot a worried look up at the giantess carrying her as she was placed next to the glass aquarium containing her mother, who was presently sobbing to herself at having just watched her favorite daughter being twerked and farted on via the livestream that was still playing in front of her.
“Wait, Savanah, just leave mom out of this I mean look at her, She-” the squeaking girl began, only to be cut off by the towering BBW above her.
“Nah-uh, no take backs,” she jeered childishly, shaking her hips as she went to prepare breakfast.
“Fuck, mom, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know she was going to choose you for this,” Katie said apologizing as she helplessly watched her sister walk away, before rushing over to the glass that separated her from Francine.
“Katie? Oh Katie, is that you? Are we going home yet?” her mother asked in a delirious, shaky voice.
“We are home, mom, and I’ll make sure to get us out of here, I promise,” the elder daughter replied, tears welling up in her eyes at witnessing her parent’s sorry state. Both women were nude and caked head to toe in months of accumulated grime, dried shit, and ass sweat, where Savanah never attempted to clean either of them save for the occasional glob of morning breath infused spit. Francine just smiled lazily as she laid back down in the filth, simply relieved to see her precious child.
Chapter 2: Silent and Very, Very Deadly
“I’m back! I bet you guys have never seen a 10-gallon pot of Wendys chili before,” the pear-shaped tyrant exclaimed as she waltzed back into the room, using oven mitts to carry an enormous metal pot of the bubbling substance that appeared to one of the vats that the titular restaurants used to prepare their signature chili in.
Setting the steaming meal at her bedside, Savanah returned to the drawer set and unceremoniously plunged her hand into the aquarium to retrieve her mother, who didn’t put up much of a struggle as she was hoisted into the air.
“Savanah? You’ve been a very bad girl! Very bad!” The weary woman muttered in her delirium, where her younger daughter merely smiled back at her, amused.
“Bad? Really, mom? I’d say I’m a lot more accomplished than your other daughter at this point. I mean look at me, I have my own house at age 20!” she cackled in response, before lowering Francine to her ass level and spreading one of her gargantuan cheeks to make way for the tiny. Watching as the dark, sticky crack opened up with a gust of warm, pungent air to welcome her in, the shrunken girl cried as she was pressed firmly against the sweat-slicked, filth-covered opening of her own daughter’s anus and roughly shoved inside. An intense aroma of pure shit accompanied by the nose-stinging tang of particularly greasy bowel movements awaited the doomed woman, and a fresh coating of excrement was wiped onto her shivering body as she slid head-first up the warm, moist tube.
“Ah yeah, up you go,” Savanah moaned, biting her lower lip in pleasure at the sensation of her mother entering her rectum. Feeling Francine’s tiny feet finally disappear up her brown eye, the giantess clenched and unclenched her cheeks to work the little prisoner deeper and deeper inside her bowels. “There we go, I’ll let you stew in there and think about what you said to your better daughter,” she sang as she went to now pick up her older sister.
Katie didn’t put up much of a struggle as she was lifted into the air and carried back to the gargantuan bed a short distance away. She was overwhelmed with guilt at condemning her mom to being a butt-plug in her place, though she was even more worried by the fact that Francine seemed to lack any fight while being shoved up there, and Savanah noticed this too.
“Geez mom, something wrong with you? I know my ass is ripe as fuck, why aren’t you squirming in there?” the BBW asked as she laid down in bed on her belly with her sister in hand, giving her rear a little shake. Deep inside, Francine merely sobbed quietly while stifling a soft gag that sounded from her throat every time she took an inhale of the intense anal stench, far too weak to put up much of a struggle. The meager rations that Savanah fed them were always saturated with farts due to the sadistic woman holding the food in her worn panties all day, so eating no longer satiated her.
“Maybe this will make you a little livelier,” the younger sister grunted as she let out 3 farts in rapid succession, popping from behind her thong and quickly filling the space above the bed with the stench of rancid meat and a little leftover sulfuric stink from earlier. Eyes filled with tears, Francine let out a panicked scream, but simply shook rigidly within the depths of her giantess daughter.
“Damn, not even that is doing the trick, huh?” Savanah scoffed, almost offended. “Well whatever, maybe this chili will brew up something nasty. Katie, get to work,” the buxom BBW continued as she moved her arm behind her back, before dropping the tiny in her hand directly over her left butt cheek. The shrunken girl couldn’t help but let out a surprised yelp as she tumbled onto the bulbous globe of pale skin, having to hold onto the bouncy surface to prevent herself from falling down into the revolting canyon to the right of her. On all fours, Katie crawled across the jiggly surface with great difficulty, feeling as if she was trying to keep her balance atop of a mountain made of ever moving jello. She knew better than to try and run in this instance, and would instead keep her head down and remain in her sister’s good graces for the time being.
Moving across the expanse, Katie soon came upon a patch of cysts that were thankfully only at the top of the cheek that she was currently on. Crawling right up to them, the shrunken girl crinkled her nose at the disgusting pimples that at compared to her, were the size of a tree stump.
“Whoops, something silent and possibly deadly just leaked out of my bum, brace yourself, sis,” Savanah cackled as Katie had no time to prepare for a searing wave of silent, burning hot gas that rose up from the rank crack next to her. The poor girl felt her arms go weak as the crippling, nauseating aroma of pure colon singed her nostrils. The greasy-haired head of her younger sister turned to watch the tiny borderline die at the intense fecal stench.
“Hey! That doesn’t mean you can slack, though,” she mocked, jiggling her butt a little to try and wake up her failing assistant. “Get popping! Also, mom must be unconscious or something because damn is she planking in there.”
Groaning and shaking her head to snap out of her dizzy spell, Katie crawled right up to the first zit and put her hands on the white surface, grimacing at the thought of bursting the pus-filled bump. Her sister’s words regarding their mother was also a bit concerning, as they seemed to imply that Francine was somewhat docile despite being inserted alive up her own daughter’s ass.
Pressing her hands together at both sides of the oily mound, the disgusted tiny squealed as the sac popped rather easily, splattering the nasty filling all over herself as if she’d just destroyed a slop-filled water balloon. Her OCD kicking in at the filth, Katie immediately rubbed her limbs around the jelly-like surface of Savanah’s cheek in an attempt to rid herself of the foul substance. Despite this hardship, she begrudgingly attempted to finish the job as quickly as possible and rapidly squeezed and burst the remaining pimples, each one showering her in the skin-crawling warm, moist slime. By the time the shrunken girl was finished, she lay curled in a fetal position amongst the fatty cheek, overwhelmed by disgust.
“Hey not a bad job, Katie-poo!” Savanah called joyously, giving her great rear a playful jiggle. Unfortunately, this merely caused her precariously-placed sister to tumble from her cellulite perch and fall into the dark chasm next to her with an audible scream.
“Goddamn it, Savanah! You did that on purpose!” Katie grumbled as she fell between the two globe-shaped cheeks and mewed in horror as she slid between the hot, grimy, sweat covered walls of flesh.
“Hehe my bad but since you’re down there, why don’t you see if you can pull out mom? She’s hella boring today!” The giantess requested as the tiny reached the bottom of the smelly crevice, finding herself right behind the shit-encrusted, hairy rosebud that she had been nuzzled up against all night.
“Oh fuck, mom!” Katie thought to herself, failing to stifle a gag as she got a whiff of the rank, swampy crack while moving towards the gates of hell for her and her mother. Francine must be in a critical state if she as failing to react to such a stimulating environment. Reaching the mucky outer perimeter of her sister’s shithole, the trembling woman approached with caution as she waited for their parent to appear from the nauseating pit of ass juice and unwiped crap. Following a distant grunt from the overweight sadist, Katie watched as her mom’s browned feet and legs began to emerge with a nasty squishing sound reminiscent of stirring mac and cheese, only to stop suddenly at the knees.
“Know what, sis? You want mom out of there so bad, how about you show me. Lets play a rousing game of tug of war!” Savanah challenged, holding Francine’s partially submerged body free for the taking.
“Fuck you, Savanah, this is serious! You might have done something to mom!” the frustrated tiny protested, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as the Human legs emerging from her sister’s rectum began to slowly sink back into the deadly abyss.
“Oh god, hold on, I’m coming mom!” Katie yelled, stumbling in the tight, hot ass crack as she made her way right up to the fuming sphincter. Grabbing the rigid, juddering pair of legs, the miniscule girl heaved with all her might and attempted to pull her beloved mother from the literal hellhole, to little avail as Savanah obviously wasn’t going to let her go without a fight. Clenching her sphincter, the BBW smirked as she felt the tiny pull against the back end of her Human butt plug, ready to make her older sister work for it.
“Shit, no, no, no!” Katie said in a panicked, shrill voice as Francine’s legs sank deeper and deeper, arching her back and attempting to halt the advancement. Flexing every muscle in her tiny body, the desperate girl heaved like her life depended on it as she managed to halt her mother’s further decent. Panting, the tiny smiled as she now put her full weight backwards and more and more of the filthy limbs that she held onto began to slip out again.
“Oh wow, look you go! You must really want mom out of there, eh?” Savanah teased as she clenched her anus even more, not at all giving up as her poor 1-inch sister suddenly felt as though her mom was encased in concrete. Katie was beyond exhausted and panted as she desperately tried to prevent Francine from disappearing beneath the surface again. She was losing the very one-sided game of tug of war, and the poor thing was in tears as she helplessly watched her mom’s legs disappear again, still desperately trying to tug her feet up before they disappeared back into the hairy, smelly prison.
“Awe, don’t cry, sis,” Savanah said in feigned sympathy. “Because guess what? Mama is about to fly!”
Katie wasn’t exactly sure what her evil younger sister meant by this, but a deep rumbling from the nearby anus quickly alerted her to the approaching danger.
“Savanah, no! Not like this!” the tiny screamed as she knew what was probably going to happen to her mother.
A sputtering fart erupted from her sister’s brown eye moments later, the pent up, pressurized gas desperately trying to escape around the Human butt plug currently jammed inside. It flooded the already stinky crevice with a toxic flow of fast food-fueled farts, and Savanah began the process of unleashing the bulk of the flatulence that was still being delayed by the person lodged in her ass. Seconds later, the pressure that had built beneath Francine reached its limit, and the poor shrunken woman was launched high into the air following a thunderous fart that shook and jiggled the mountainous cheeks around the two girls.
Katie screamed as her senses were flooded with the intense, unfiltered gas as it quickly flooded the canyon that was her sister’s ass crack, showering her in a revolting splatter of butt juice. Francine meanwhile had landed on top one of the giant cheeks, but her weak body soon rolled back down into the grimy, flatulence-laden crevice along with her daughter.
Gasping and wheezing on the crippling odor, Katie made her way over to her mom after she’d slid back down, and cradled her head in her arms.
“Mom! Are you okay? Whats happened to you?” the worried daughter asked, noticing Francine’s eyes lazily rolling around her head as looked skyward.
“Ah Katie, my dear Katie,” her mother answered deliriously, raising a hand to stroke the face of the girl holding her. “Savanah...I don’t know what went wrong. I tried to raise her right, but there was always something about her…”
“Save your strength, mom, just rest for now,” Katie cooed, unaware of the giant hand that was coming up behind her. Seconds later, both women were being picked up by Savanah and hoisted back into the air as the lazy BBW rolled out of bed.
“Well that was fun, but I’m going to let you two sit tight again while I go warm up some more food.” She explained to them. “Mom’s boring reactions to my ass and farts are a little disturbing, so I’m going to eat some of those ghost pepper hot wings I’ve been saving! That ought to produce something nasty.
With that, the two shrunken women were plopped back into their aquarium enclosure and the giantess stomped upstairs a distance away. Katie, however, was too focused on her mom’s health to enjoy the break from her sister’s stink. She sat Francine against the glass and tried to make sure she was comfy, but the equally filthy woman just didn’t seem to respond to much. It was almost unbelievable, but it seemed as if her mom had grown immune to the horrendous smells that she was exposed to on a daily basis. No, not immune, but rather, Francine’s mind had been so damaged by the intolerable odors that her body no longer seemed to be able to react to each horrendous inhale that she took from one of Savanah’s farts. She was still suffering greatly, it was just that her body now lacked the ability to react to it.
Katie sensed that her mom didn’t want to talk, so she just held her and the two ended up falling asleep together, both of them thoroughly exhausted. Francine dreamt of her younger
daughter, and what exactly had turned Savanah into such a monster. She had come into this world bringing pain to Francine, putting her through a grueling 12 hour labor as she was born and breaking the record for the heaviest female born at the hospital. By age 7, she was waking up her mom with Dutch ovens and would sometimes shit herself when she didn’t get her way, forcing her mom to clean it up. The sweet mom had loved both her children, but she had never liked Savanah. There was just something diabolical about her that the poor mom had always sensed lurked beneath the surface. Now, having been shrunk and used as a Human butt plug, Francine had accepted that her daughter was seriously messed up.
The slumbering duo were eventually awoken by the tapping on the glass, with Savanah’s smirking, pudgy face peering at them from above.
“Wakey, wakey sleepyheads, it’s been a few hours so I think the Savanah-cannon is primed and ready!” she announced, reaching into the enclosure to grab her mom. Katie instinctively reached for Francine’s arm, holding it for a brief moment before she was tugged away from her.
“Oh relax, Katie, she’ll be back soon, but you might want to hold your nose when she does!” The sadistic BBW mocked as she carried their mother out of sight. The older daughter had a bad feeling as she watched the two disappear around the corner.
Plopping her gargantuan booty onto the plush couch in front of the TV in the living room portion of the basement, Savanah raised one of her cheeks and prepared to reinsert her mom into her waiting anus. As the tiny approached the filthy, unwiped rectum, a particular sharp, horrendous smell stung her nose that stood out from the farts and stench of ass that she had
endured earlier that day. The first of the ghost pepper wing farts had begun to silently seep from Savanah’s bowels, and this little preview alone was enough to put anything that she had smelled from her younger daughter’s ass to shame. In fact, this noxious odor had reawakened panic within her.
“Whoa, now that’s something I missed! The squirms,” Savanah commented as she felt the tiny in her hand begin to writhe and buck in her grasp, bringing a smile to her face.
“No, Savanah, no! Please, my daughter, don’t put me in there now!” Francine screamed in desperation, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as the merciless slob pressed her against her waiting anus, moaning a little as she pushed the squirming girl inside. Sadly, these struggles had already managed to turn Savanah on.
“Oh yeah, get up there, mommy dearest,” she cooed, licking her lips and releasing her ass cheek, sealing her mother inside. Bringing a finger to her clit, the BBW began to rub herself to the sensation of a Human being slowly moved up her rectum.
Deep inside the dark hellhole, Francine writhed as she was met with an unfamiliar stench that immediately made her eyes water and stir up an intense retching from within her chest. Something was wrong, very wrong. Unfortunately for her, she may as well have been loaded into a munitions factory that was about to go off.
“Ah yeah, you smell that in there? You smell that nasty shit?” Savanah moaned, now furiously rubbing herself as she felt the ecstasy of Francine moving around up there. Her stomach was admittedly upset from the furious spice on those wings, and the aftereffects had just begun. Smirking, the gassy dirty blonde released a scorching hot fart that blasted her poor
victim with a searing wave of toxic air, drowning the tiny in an unbreathable reek that easily put any flatulence that Savanah had previously dealt to shame. Skin burning, Francine opened her mouth in a quiet scream as her head spun in a dizzy spell that rocked her entire body at the horrendous, otherworldly odor that blasted her point blank. A new sense of panic rose up from within, and the shrunken woman was soon bucking and writing deep within her daughter’s ass.
“Mmm fuck yes, keep that up, mom, keep that- ughhhh up,” Savanah continued to moan as she squeezed out another burning blast of a fart, sending a fresh wave of the intolerable stench at Francine. Tears streaming down her red, sweated face, the trapped girl let out a blood curdling scream as she felt her respiratory system seize at the thick, rancid air that she took in. Her gags and retches became an unstoppable bout of coughing and choking, feeling as if she was breathing in thick, black smoke from a fire.
“Ohhhhhhh fuuckkkk,” Savanah gasped as she orgasmed, her juices running down her thick thighs and onto the already stained couch beneath her while she prepared to work her clit again, the feeling of her mom’s frantic struggles delivering a feeling of utmost pleasure to her as she let loose an inhuman, 50-second fart that was so intense that it burned her own anus as the superheated, toxic gas leaked from her rotten ass. Francine was unprepared as time stood still and her writhing body was awash with the thick, cloying aroma that smelled as if she was personally inhaling all the fumes from a mountain-sized burning pile of shit. Her coughing subsided, but her mouth remained open as her nervous system now began to react to the effects of the incredibly poisonous, unbearable foulness. Paralysis took over as the thick breeze showered the unfortunate woman with flecks of shit, strings of liquidly ass juice, and furtherly roasting her alive within the oven that had become of Savanah’s rectum.
Meanwhile, the giantess was now rubbing herself off to her third orgasm, the room now spinning to her as she entered an ecstasy-filled stupor. The strong, rapid flailing from within her anus had given her some of the most powerful climaxes that she’d experienced in a while, but as she winded down from her most recent cum, the sadist realized that there was now a lack of movement in there.
“Hey, mom! Wakey, wakey, I want round four!” Savanah called, spreading one of her cheeks again to reveal her pulsing shithole, now a mess with fresh globs of acidic liquid feces. There was one last major bubble deep within her bowels, and the still-horny young woman decided that maybe this blast might reawaken her mom’s struggles. Pushing hard, Savanah groaned as she released one of her longest farts ever dealt, another silent ripper that slowly wheezed from deep within her over the course of a minute and a half.
Inside the filthy brown starfish, Francine’s watery eyes widened in absolute horror as the newest onslaught began. Her shit-laden hair forced backwards by the heavy gust that met her, the tortured tiny gasped quietly as the burning wave of scorching reek seared her face and body, her sense of smell and taste completely overwhelmed by the presence of real liquid shit that accompanied the scent. The dizzying aroma invaded every aspect of the trapped girl, and her survival instincts tried to kick again and give out one last struggle from within those tight confines, but she was far too weakened now by the crippling gas, and Francine felt as if her brain was now beginning to melt in response to the inhuman smells. After a full minute of enduring the fart, her cognitive functions had been largely destroyed, and the tiny could no longer remember her own name, let alone move. After another thirty seconds, her mind began to fade into nothingness.
“Booo, you suck, mom! Did you pass out or something?” Savanah complained, annoyed that she wasn’t getting the struggles that she desired. Grunting again, the thick BBW pushed her mother’s body out of her anus, where she felt a tinge of shock as she picked the tiny up. Though coated in globs of searing shit, there was a certain coolness about the filthy woman.
“Whoopsie,” Savanah said bluntly as it was obvious that Francine had departed from this world. Shock quickly subsiding, the cruel slob realized that she wasn’t at all concerned at the fact that she’d just killed her own mom, and in fact, was almost amazed at herself that she managed to kill someone with odor alone. A smirk filled the giantess’ face as she realized that she’d better break the news to Katie.
Chapter 3: (Un)happy Ending
Katie was pacing about the aquarium, worried at what was happening to her mom that moment. Minutes ago, her nose had wrinkled at a brand new horrendous stench that seemed to be coming from the living room area. This naturally worried the older daughter, as this meant that the farts that her poor mom was enduring were so bad, that the scent was able to make it all the way over to her. The approaching sound of thundering footsteps revealed Savanah, who approached the tank with a solemn look on her face.
“Come with me, sis, something tragic has happened,” the thick woman said, reaching into the tank to pull her sibling out.
“What is it, Savanah? Where’s mom, what did you do!?” Katie immediately began to ask, but her questions were left unanswered as she was scooped up and carried along. Walking past her sister’s bed, the giantess holding her turned the corner near the stairs and went into the bathroom, where Savanah then extended her arm and held Katie over the toilet bowl.
The shrunken girl was confused, staring down into the mucky water below, where it was obvious that the BBW had taken a dump earlier. There was, however, something very curious floating amongst the clumps of shit…
“MOM?!” Katie screamed at the top of her lungs when she realized what she was looking at. There, amongst the filth and floating upside down, was Francine, dead cold.
“Yep, she just couldn’t take my ghost pepper farts, I’m sorry to say,” Savanah said, shaking her head in feigned mourning.
“You fucking bitch, you killed her! You killed our fucking mother!” Katie yelled, turning around to shout at her younger sister as tears filled her eyes. Despair filled the poor girl’s spirit, dealing a crushing blow to her own mental psych. Staying strong for her mom was one of the few things that kept her going against the numerous tortures that she endured every day.
“Shhhh hush now, sis, let’s make this about her, not us,” Savanah continued, still in her faux-mourning tone. Her older sister was beginning to wail and sob in her hand, beside herself
with grief. As if her sadism couldn’t extend any further, the thick dirty blonde merely smirked at Katie’s misery.
“She will be missed, but she should have learned how to take a good fart,” Savanah commented, before lowering the Human being in her hand towards the flush. “Care to do the honors, sis?”
Katie wasn’t paying her sibling much attention as she wept for her mother, and was surprised as she was suddenly smashed against the cool metal handle.
“You’re going to flush mom? You inhuman, horrible, horrible person!” She squealed back up Savanah, angry and deeply upset at the very thought process that the monster of a woman must have.
“Yes, right there with all my poop. Two birds with one stone,” The plump giantess replied, now holding her sister right against the flush and lowering her arm so that the tiny in her hand pushed down on the metal handle.
“Wait no no no no Savanah stop!” Katie screeched as she tried to stop the weight pushing her down, but it was no use. The distinct sound of a toilet flushing soon followed as the handle was moved down, and the blubbering girl burst into tears again as her mom’s body began to swirl down the bowl along with the many turds.
“Mom! Mom, I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you!” Katie sobbed again, getting one last glance as her dear mother and all the filth laid by her younger sister before they disappeared beneath the water and down the pipe, gone forever.
“See ya, mom. Maybe you wouldn’t be going down with my shit if you treated me a little better,” Savanah added, in a voice that almost suggested that Francine deserved what happened to her.
Dangling from the giant hand, Katie ceased most movement and cried silently, overwhelmed with despair, hurt, and misery. One of the only things that prevented her from wishing death upon herself was the hope that one day, her and her mom would be free. Now,
that hope was effectively extinguished, and peering down at the far-away tile floor, the weeping tiny wanted to do nothing more than to fall to a merciful death, forever freeing her of the daily butt torture that she received from her own blood.
Before she could withdraw her arm to carry her captive off to continue the sinister torment, Savanah was shocked when she suddenly felt a sharp pain on her finger, causing her to briefly release the girl in her hands. Katie had bitten the hand carrying her as hard as she could, and though it felt like a mere flea bite to the giantess, it was still enough to cause her to be dropped. Now, falling in what felt like slow motion from her perspective, the filthy young woman closed her eyes and prepared to exit this world along with her mother, refusing to let Savanah get away from this one. Unfortunately for her, her captor had some pretty decent reflexes.
“Whew, that was close!” The BBW panted, having caught her sister seconds before she became a bloody splat on the floor. “Not nice, sis, not nice at all!”
Katie soon realized that her suicide attempt had failed, and began to cry silently as she was held in a tight grasp and carried from the bathroom. Visibly irritated that her second living butt toy almost got away, Savanah plopped the pint-sized women back into the glass aquarium.
“Wait here, I want to set up my phone for a new recording,” the heavy young woman ordered, intending on making some more homemade giantess porn with her grieving sister. Katie didn’t even care at that point, and was more focused on thinking about her departed parent, the grief surrounding it, and the unsolvable anger that she had to her younger sibling for putting them in such a horrible situation. Through her tears, she noticed a glimmer coming from the corner of the tank, which caused the mess of a woman to climb over and inspect it.
Picking up the object, Katie realized that it was a small, sharp piece of glass. It looked like it was scratched off from the side of the aquarium, and the blubbering girl couldn’t help but wonder if maybe her mom had prepared this for some reason. Either way, it might be one last hope for her to get out of this world and escape Savanah before she could do whatever she had planned for the evening. Pricking her finger on the edge of the glass to test its sharpness, Katie cried as she brought the shard to her throat and began to slit her major artery, feeling the point touch her skin-
-until of course, Savanah quickly came to the “rescue” and snatched the tiny up and roughly squeezed her to prevent any further movement.
“Are you serious? Are we seriously doing this right now?” The giantess uttered, shaking the pocket-size woman in her hand.
“Just kill me, just let me die and go to mother,” Katie wept, her last hope of escaping further torment obliterated.
“Fine, have it your way,” Savanah shrugged, opening her mouth and dangling the squirming girl over it. “Enjoy digesting alive.”
“Wait, no, no please Savanah, not like this!” the tiny screeched, preferring an instant death to a slow agonizing one. The grip and her back released, and she was sent tumbling into her sister’s maw, which shut behind her. Screaming, she tumbled around in the rank, spit filled chamber that was the giantess’ mouth. A distant rumble sounded from far below.
Smirking with a mouthful of Katie, Savanah belched without opening her lips, her cheeks inflating to seal the foul smelling expulsion in with the writhing girl on her tongue. The tiny’s squirms went crazy after getting a whiff of the sour breathed burp, where Savanah then opened her mouth and spat the writhing girl back into her hand.
“Yuck, you taste like my ass!” The merciless captor commented. “See, sis, incase you’d forgotten, I only have one butt plug now, so I’m going to need you to not die, okay sweetheart? I wasn’t really going to eat you” she continued, giggling.
Katie, now soaking wet in saliva, shook at the first of the newest series of traumatizing experiences at the hands of her sibling. She was almost thankful that she wasn’t stewing in Savanah’s stomach, but that begged to question what was going to become of her now. She soon got an answer as the BBW bombshell carried her to the bed, which now had the smartphone and tripod facing much closer.
“Yes, this was recording mom dying, but now we’re going to make a little movie of our own!” Savanah cheered, sitting her big booty down and setting her tiny in front of her. Using one hand to spread one of her ass cheeks open as she did earlier, the thick amazon used her other to corral her sister and draw her closer to her exposed anus.
“Now,” Savanah began, clicking “record” on the phone. “You can start by kissing and licking my ass, before asking me if you can go inside.”
Katie merely glared up at her, despair in her eyes and dripping with sticky spit, but still not willing to let her sister win this.
“Go to hell,” She spat, crouching down in protest. Savanah merely rolled her eyes.
“Do exactly as I say, or I will strap you down and force feed you my shit. I mean it, too, I’ll fill your belly to the brim with my nasty.” The hulk of a woman threatened.
“Fuck you, I’ll fight it at every turn!” the shrunken girl shouted back, drawing an amused smile from the giantess.
“No, you won’t be able to fight. I’ve constructed a little cardboard operating table with straps and everything, including a miniature, pressurized feeding tube so that I can force feed you whatever I want! I’m sure it’ll come in handy if you ever try to starve yourself as well,” Savanah explained, drawing an expression of shock from her victim.
Katie tried to call her sister’s bluff, but she appeared to be telling the truth. It certainly wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for her to think of such a diabolical instrument. Thus, after
weighing in the prospect of having to actually swallow who know how much of some of the rankest shit known to man, the broken down tiny decided to obey the instructions given to her.
“That’s it, theres a good girl,” Savanah cooed, watching as Katie crawled on her hands and knees to reach her pulsing asshole, still coated in a layer of fresh excrement and slime. Face contorting as she got a whiff of her sister’s stinky butt, the tiny girl placed her hands on the wrinkly skin around the anus and began to regrettably draw her tongue against it. A gag immediately rose from her chest, and Katie tried to stop herself from dry heaving at the rotten taste that surrounded the well-fouled orifice. Though it certainly wasn’t the first time that she’d had to lick Savanah’s ass, she never got used to the horrid taste and smell, and doubtfully ever will.
“Mmmm yes, keep licking, that’s it,” The horny giantess moaned, bringing an all too familiar pair of fingers to her clit and stroking away. She enjoyed the sensation of her shrunken victim’s tiny tongue massaging her asshole for a while, but naturally she yearned to have her right up it.
“Now, beg mommy to let you go up her ass,” Savanah commanded, biting her lip as she continued to moan to her own touch.
“Wait…what?” Katie asked, taken aback by such an odd request. Her sister was less than patient on getting her command questioned, however.
“Beg mommy to let you go up her ass! Now! Or else, I’ll shove my shit up your nose, mouth, even your tiny little cunt until you do!” Savanah hissed menacingly, startling Katie and causing her to cry.
“P-please, mommy, can I please go up your asshole?” The quivering little girl asked hesitantly.
“Yes, yes and tell mommy how much you love her and how much you want to serve her,” Savanah moaned again, now pushing her sister closer and closer to her waiting anus.
“I love mommy, and I want to serve her,” Katie said through a red face, horrendously embarrassed at having to say the strange words to her own sibling.
“Good, good, and now tell mommy- uughhh how much you liked this fart,” the sadistic giantess continued, ripping a loud, solid fart that almost knocked Katie off her feet and blasting the poor girl with a hot wave of leftover ghost pepper wing gas.
“Oh god- I loved that fart, mommy,” the tiny attempted to stutter, before descending into a series of gags, doubling over in absolute disgust at the death wave that had just hit her. She now understood how her mom was able to succumb this way.
“Mmm yes, good girl, now get ready to please mommy because you’re going up there for a long, long time,” Savanah finished, now full on grabbing her captive and shoving her against her waiting rectum. Already lubricated by foul saliva, Katie slid in rather easily, who then let out mewing cry as the light of day soon became a distant memory while she was pushed into the slimy interior and immediately recovered in leagues of leftover shit. Savanah’s anal muscles did the rest, moving her deeper and deeper while the claustrophobia kicked in for the poor girl, her deeps breaths ironically forcing her to inhale more and more of the rotten smell of the inside of her sister’s colon.
Even a year after she was first shrunk, Katie could never get used to being up an ass, and the experience tortured her thoroughly each time it happened (which was pretty frequently). Unfortunately for her, Savanah was in a particularly horny mood, and that strange series of dirty talk that she’d made her sister do only seemed to make it worse.
“Ah yeah, you smell it in there? You smell the same farts that killed our mom?” the BBW asked, tongue rolling out of her mouth as she continued playing with herself. Her gas tank was pretty empty at this point, which worked as she didn’t actually want to kill her sister as well. Deep inside her sibling’s rectum, Katie was sputtering and choking on the scent, which was unusually stronger than it already was due to the horrendous bout of gas that had ended their mother. Each inhale shook her to the core, causing her respiratory system to feel as if it was on fire as the thick scent of burnt feces continued to pollute her senses.
“Oops, let that one out,” Savanah warned as a small squeaker of a fart bubbled out, which gave a great 10-second preview of some of the horrors that Francine had to endure earlier. This blasted the poor anal-bound tiny with a fresh wave of the flaming-hot gas, sending her body into convulsions as her OCD levels of disgust returned at the exposure to such a terrible smell.
Up above on the first floor, the doorbell suddenly rang. Savanah ignored this, and continued to rub herself out to the feeling of her sister’s fart-induced spasms deep inside her. Just before she reached climax, the doorbell rang again, knocking the horny BBW out of her zone.
“Are you fucking kidding me? God, I’m gonna throw a shoe at whoever is out there,” Savanah yelled in frustration, storming upstairs butt-naked. She cared not at who saw her bare body, and dared whoever was up there to say anything. Flinging open the front door, tits hanging out and everything, Savanah was shocked to see a very angry looking woman pointing a hand gun at her.
“Remember me, you fat cow? Its constable McCormick, Megan’s aunt.” The woman claimed, her voice trailing off as she observed Savanah’s unexpected nudity, before regaining her stern face.
“The cops may not have found any reason to investigate the truth, but I know what happened. Move aside, I know you probably caused the disappearance of our baby, and probably the rest of your family too!” She continued.
Savanah was, for the first time, genuinely shocked at the turn of events. Here she was, staring down the barrel of a gun. Nobody else in the neighborhood was around due to the sun having recently set, and the sadistic BBW was now at a loss at what to do.
“Um, gee officer, you need a warrant to enter a home, don’t you?” Savanah asked, feigning ignorance.
“I’m not here as a cop,” McCormick replied, indicating to her jet black t-shirt and black leggings. “Move aside, or I will put a bullet in your fat head!”
The pear-shaped beauty obeyed, stepping back to allow the furious woman inside, her pale body jiggling as she quickly wracked her brain to think of a plan to get out of this. A
nervous fart slipped from between her cheeks, causing additional squirming deep inside her asshole.
“Did you just moan? What the fuck is wrong with you?” The off duty cop commented in disgust as Savanah couldn’t help but react to her sister squirming. “Fuck, what in god’s name is that smell? She continued, pinching her nose in reaction to the heavy-set woman’s gas. The situation indeed looked pretty grim for the BBW, perhaps her days of getting away with her crimes were over. The cop seemed fully intent on searching the house, whatever was she to do?
Could this finally be the savior that Katie has been waiting for?
PART 6
Chapter 1: Loaded Gun
“So, are you going to move aside, or am I going to have to have “accidently” discharge my weapon?” the off-duty cop, Constable McCormick, hissed as she waved her loaded pistol close to the naked bbw standing in front of her. Sweating more than her plump body had already been, Savanah smiled weakly as she backed away slightly, her quick-thinking, scheming brain failing her at the moment as she was confronted by Megan’s vengeful aunt.
A year ago, Savanah Cunningham had shrunken her mother, Francine, and older sister, Katie, using an illegal black-market drug, transforming her own family members into her personal playthings. The giantess, who’d seen herself as having been wronged all those years, used her body odor, gigantic ass, and horrendous farts to make Francine and Katie’s lives a living hell, torturing them day in and day out with her gaseous eruptions and lack of personal hygiene. Eventually, Megan, a nosy friend of Katie’s, had come to investigate the sudden disappearance of her sister-like friend and her mother, only to find Savanah as the culprit. Unfortunately, Megan also found herself shrunk by the bratty young woman, and she became the first victim of the merciless giantess to die by her inhuman treatment. This didn’t end there, as Savanah had now recently killed her own mother using her monstrous farts, and her still grieving sister was presently shoved deep up her ass.
However, it appeared as if Savanah’s luck had run out as she was now staring-down the end of a pistol as Megan’s aunt, who’d been suspicious about the younger Cunningham sibling’s role in the disappearances, had come to take matters into her own hands as an off-duty cop.
“Please, come in then,” Savanah offered as she stepped aside for the Constable, her naked breasts jiggling just above her chubby stomach. Marching straight into the house, McCormick eyed the nude bbw suspiciously, appalled by the young woman’s gargantuan hips and massive, pale booty as it shook with every slight movement.
“You’ll have to excuse me, I was just about to shower-”
“-just put some pants on,” the Constable interrupted, her nose wrinkling at the clear stench of musky body odor and what McCormick hoped wasn’t swamp ass.
“Right, ah go ahead and look around, I’ll just be…changing,” Savanah replied nervously, before turning and hurrying downstairs to the basement. Rushing down the steep flight, the overweight brat clutched her forehead in panic at what she was going to do, only slightly satisfied at the fact that her still-squirming sister shoved up her rectum was experiencing added sweat.
“Crap, crap how the hell do I get out of this?” Savanah panted. “This is all your fault, Katie! I hope it really stinks up there…”
Despite the fact that Katie had nothing to do with the fact that Savanah’s sins had caught up to her, the irresponsible young woman naturally blamed everyone but herself.
“Yeesh, what the hell is that awful smell?” Constable McCormick suddenly exclaimed from behind, startling Savanah and causing her to let out an extremely loud fart in surprise. Unfortunately for the towering, thick woman, this unwillingly caused her to blast her shrunken sister out of her asshole and sending her filthy form careening into the ground with an audible splat.
“What…what the hell is that?” the cop stammered, noticing the distinctly-Human shape hit the floor.
“You scared the crap out of me, so I pooped!” Savanah protested, trying to block the officer from reaching her sister. “Now get the fuck away and let me clean up!”
McCormick shoved Savanah aside and peered closely at the soiled tiny that was beginning to wiggle about on the floor.
“S-Savanah,” Katie mumbled weakly. “P-please, no more, I’m begging you.”
“Oh my God!!” McCormick shrieked in horror, before turning to the trembling bbw. “Is that Katie? What the hell was she doing in your ass, you sick fuck!”
“Mind your own business, pig!” Savanah growled, squaring up her broad shoulders and preparing to attack. “Well since you’re curious, maybe I’ll just demonstrate what I’ve been doing down here all this time!”
Confident in her abilities as a strong rugby player, the slob of a woman lunged for McCormick, but unfortunately the more nimble cop was able to dodge and with a swift move of her wrist, buried the electrodes of a stun-gun into Savanah’s naked hip. Shuddering from the
tens of thousands of volts suddenly surging into her, the bbw doubled over in shock from the taser attack while McCormick quickly cuffed her chubby wrists together.
“Thought you could assault an officer of the law, bitch?” the Constable huffed as she stood triumphantly over the shuddering Savanah. “Well tough crap, you’re going straight to the precinct. I look forward to seeing this disgusting body of yours dressed in orange.”
Eyes teary in defeat, Savanah racked her brain for how she was going to escape her predicament. Her eyes darted around the room, wondering what punishment she might receive for her transgressions against her shrunken prisoners. Taking a deep breath, the young adult tried to calm herself down so that she could think of a solution, any sort of loophole that could aid in her escape. She decided that she’d cooperate with the police officer…for now.
After much struggle, McCormick was able to force Savanah into her night gown and then herd the brat of a bbw upstairs and then finally, to the unmarked squad car that was sitting in the driveway. Savanah held her head down, glaring at the sidewalk before being shoved into the back of the cop car, her cuffed hands already chaffing. Her arrester then left her in the vehicle as she went back into the house to deal with the insane predicament in the form of a shrunken Human being.
“Katie Cunningham, it’s really you,” McCormick commented in awe after she’d gently washed Katie under some warm water in Savanah’s seldom-used tub, bringing great relief to the shrunken woman.
“Thank God, thank merciful God,” the broken down tiny replied, hugging the cop’s hand with all her might. She’d remembered Megan’s aunt from several birthday parties and social
gatherings that the family had. Though still reeling from the stench of her sister’s ass, Katie was utterly relieved that her torment finally seemed to be over.
“So let me get this straight,” McCormick questioned following Katie’s lengthy summary of the year’s events. “Your psychotic sister shrank you and your mom, then proceeded to use you guys for….unspeakable things? Even until your mom died?”
“Yes ma’am,” Katie whimpered, sniffling as tears welled up in her eyes. “Not only that, but…I’m sorry, Megan met the same fate as my Mom. Savanah, she buried her alive in-”
“-I don’t want to hear it,” McCormick interrupted, her own eyes beginning to go teary knowing that her niece was confirmed dead. “Well don’t you worry, your sister is going to go away for a long, long time. Buying something like that serum off the blackmarket will get her 10 plus years alone.”
“Yes, please, that’s all I want,” Katie sighed in relief. “My sister needs to be locked away so that she can never hurt anyone ever again.”
“In the meantime,” the cop said as she stood up. “I honestly don’t know how to deal with this...shrinking situation. Do you mind if I leave you here while I bring your sister in? I’ve summoned some paramedics who’ll assist you and probably know what to do better than I.”
“That’s fine, the sooner Savanah is behind bars, the better,” Katie smiled. “I’ll just hang out here. I can’t thank you enough, Miss McCormick. I don’t know how much longer I would have lasted…”
With that, the Constable made her way back to her car in order to bring the nefarious Cunningham sibling to face justice. The whole trip to the local precinct, however, proved to be quite annoying for the police officer as Savanah regained some of her confidence mid-trip.
“I wonder what it was like for Megan,” the chunky, ill-dressed woman in the back of the cruiser pondered out lout. “You know, dying buried in my shit and all. The smell of my disgusting dump being the last thing that she smelled and tasted…”
“Shut the fuck up, cow,” McCormick spat, grinding her teeth in anger. “I hope you get the chair for what you did to those girls. Your own mom too? The hell is the matter with you?”
“Awe give her some credit,” Savanah smirked. “My mom lasted a good year before her mental state was destroyed by my big, stanky booty.”
The Constable attempted to ignore the plus-size menace the rest of the trip, though this would prove futile. Arriving at the precinct, McCormick was disgusted as she saw the looks some of her male coworkers gave Savanah as she marched the fugitive in. Admittedly, the bbw did have a very desirable body, with her wide hips swaying and taking with them her pale, bulbous, gelatinous butt cheeks that jiggled with each step, barely covered by the too-small bathrobe that she’d hastily donned.
“Dang, nice catch, McCormick,” Police Chief Wendell whistled as he watched the straight-faced cop force Savanah into his office. “What’s she in for?”
“The murders of Francine Cunningham and my niece, Megan,” McCormick replied. “So can I take her down for finger printing or what?”
“Wait, what? Murder?” Wendell stammered back, sitting up straight. “Where did this come from? And aren’t you supposed to be off today?”
“I made a citizen’s arrest,” the Constable replied flatly, preparing to march Savanah downstairs.
“Don’t tell me…did you enter this woman’s home without warrant?” the Chief groaned as he face-palmed. “Dammit, McCormick, we have protocols! You could get in a lot of shit for this.”
“I’ll take that risk, just send someone down to the address I forwarded to you and you’ll learn everything that you need to know,” the cop said with a shake of her head as she led the domineering bbw away. McCormick then took great pleasure in taking a mugshot of Savanah’s chubby, messy-haired face, before roughly shoving the plus-size woman into a holding cell.
“Get used to this view,” McCormick smirked from the other side of the cell. “You’re going to die behind bars, cunt.”
Savanah merely pouted as she sat her big butt on the little bench and crossed her arms, her bulging stomach groaning as it yearned for the second lunch that it was used to being given at that time. Smiling and quite pleased with herself, McCormick was relieved that she’d at least gotten justice for the shrunken victims that the evil young woman had been torturing for the last year apparently. She was just beginning to imagine the bizarre trial that was sure to come, where a shrunken Katie might have to take the stand as it was not yet known if the process could be reversed, when a short, balding man with a briefcase brushed passed the elated cop.
“I told you, McCormick, I told you shit like this might happen,” Chief Wendell sighed as he followed the man.
“What do you mean? Who is that?” McCormick asked.
“Spike Spinelli, I’m the Cunningham family’s trusted attorney,” the man interrupted as he stopped and turned around to face the lady cop. “And you must be the officer who unconstitutionally arrested one of my clients.”
“Well if you must now, your ‘client’ killed Francine and was imprisoning Katie against her will,” McCormick sneered.
“I represent the entire Cunningham family, and it’s a damn shame that Francine and Katie abandoned poor Savanah like that,” Spike replied. “To up and leave a poor, incapable young women. For shame, I thought they were good people.”
“Savanah is fucking evil! Katie Cunningham is currently in their home and the size of a friggin doll! McCormick argued. “You’re an idiot if you’re considering defending that monster!”
“Please, Constable, you’re making things worse,” Chief Wendell growled at her. “Spike here is threatening to sue us for that illegal arrest that you made.”
“Yes, and I’ll be coming for your jobs next If you don’t let me see my client,” the short, stout lawyer continued as he kept making his way down the hall towards the holding cell. McCormick could hardly believe that this was happening, her mouth agape as she and the chief followed Spike to where she’d just stuck the arrestee. She was in further disbelief as a very
smug-looking Savanah was guided out of the cell by her attorney, where the Constable began to loudly protest.
“Dammit, McCormick, you’ve done enough damage for today,” Wendell reprimanded her. “You’re on temporary suspension without pay, now get your things, and for the love of God, unclog the toilet that your arrestee just backed up in there before you go!”
Fists trembling in fury, the Constable grinded her teeth again as her brain throbbed at the frustration of having to watch the vile, evil woman get led away. As she fruitlessly plunged the small jail toilet that Savanah had left full for her as a parting gift, gagging the whole time at the rancid smell, McCormick would later learn that while the bbw was ordered released due to the threats of her attorney, the murder allegations still had to be considered, and another cop would be dispatched with a search warrant within the coming week. McCormick didn’t have much confidence, however, and she prayed that a paramedic had gotten to Katie before Savanah returned home.
Clearing out her desk, McCormick departed for home for a few weeks per her mandatory leave. She wanted to let the horrific incident and the crimes committed by the monstrous woman go, but she couldn’t. Especially not after learning that her beloved niece had perished. McCormick vowed not to wait for justice, but resolved to take matters into her own hands again. Stepping into her car, the determined cop planned ahead to pay Savanah another visit the very next morning…
It was 8:00 AM by the time McCormick rolled back into the street that hosted the Cunningham household, this time forced to drive her beat-up pickup truck. The off-duty policewoman was certain that a slob like Savanah wouldn’t be awake this early, and that this was the perfect time to do a little breaking and entering in the name of vigilantism. Creeping up the driveway, the diligent middle-aged woman took a quick glance around the area to ensure that no neighbors were around, before darting around to the large house’s back door. She only had one shot at this, but McCormick had arrived more than prepared. With the mighty swing of a sledgehammer, the sliding-glass door was shattered, and the well-trained officer wasted no time in charging into the house, gun holstered at her hip
“Alright, where are you, you fat bitch?” McCormick called out, smirking as she thought of the intense beat down that she was about to deliver to the smelly young woman.
“Behind you!” was the last thing the cop heard before taking the bottom of a cast-iron skillet to the face, sending McCormick careening to the ground as the world became a dizzying blur at the blunt impact. Clutching her bleeding head, Megan’s determined aunt was seeing stars as a very large, powerful woman stood over her.
“Well, well, well, didn’t learn your lesson the first time eh?” Savanah sneered, her ill fitting rugby shorts barely covering her gigantic thighs.
“If you gave me a concussion, I swear to God…” McCormick growled, reaching for her gun, only to find that her assailant had kicked it away.
“Uh-huh, keep still and we can get started,” Savanah continued, jabbing what looked like a large syringe into the cop’s spine, causing her to yelp in response.
“What the fuck was that?” McCormick mumbled, her head still a mess from the blow she’d taken. “If you dare harm me, you’ll be dealing with the full extent of the law!”
Savanah replied with a loud, bubbly fart that instantly drowned out anything the policewoman was saying as it nosily fought to escape her meaty cheeks. The heavy stench drifted down and over the nearby McCormick, causing her to cough at the smell while her vision went even blurrier.
“Hehehe, have a good sleep,” Savanah snickered as the cop began to go unconscious. “When you wake up, you’ll notice that I had to shrink your ambitions a little…”
That was the last thing that McCormick heard before her world went dark, where the combination of head injury and the miraculous shrinking serum that the plus-size woman had injected her with causing her to become knocked out just as her bones began to crackle while her adult-sized body began to reduce in size.
“Wakey wakey! C’mon, are you just going to sleep forever?” Savanah’s voice could be heard yelling from a distance. Gently opening her eyes, McCormick rubbed her still-pounding forehead as she sat up, quite dazed. She appeared to be laying across a soft, pink duvet, but a turn of her head brought the cop face-to face with Savanah’s juicy, smiling lips- only the chubby cheeked, dirty blonde’s head was absolutely gigantic in comparison to McCormick’s body. Eyes opening in terror while also realizing that she was naked head to toe, the policewoman hopped
to her feet and careened her gaze around the room. She was in the same basement where she’d apprehended Savanah the first time, only it was unmistakably gargantuan-sized. As the bbw giantess across from her stood up, McCormick came to the frightening conclusion that she, like Katie, Francine, and her poor niece, had been shrunk-drown.
“Mmm you’re so much cuter when you’re no more than a few inches,” Savanah cooed, her large breasts contained within a tiny black and gold bra, where an extremely skimpy pair of matching panties did little to cover the giantess’ meaty crotch, with the rest of the garment devoured between her titanic butt cheeks.
“H-how? How the fuck did I-” McCormick stuttered, until her memory suddenly returned. “…oh shit.”
“Oh shit is right, you’re in quite the crappy situation, sweetie,” Savanah kissed down at the tiny. “You really pissed me off yesterday, you got me freaked out and everything. Thankfully, my mom had gotten our family one great lawyer, so that’s already been cleared up. Speaking of which, I have someone I’d like you to be reacquainted with…”
Turning around for a moment, the giantess carried something over to the duvet-covered bed that McCormick was shakily standing on and placed it next to her. As Savanah removed her hands, the cop could immediately see that it was none other than Katie Cunningham, where her heart sank knowing that help never arrived to help the poor tiny in time. Katie also seemed quite shocked to see the now-nude policewoman and her muscular body standing there, where the scrawny, disheveled young woman began to double over in laughter.
“K-Katie?” McCormick asked. “Did help ever come? Does anyone know you’re here?”
“Of course you got captured, figures,” Katie chuckled as tears streamed down her face. “You were my only hope, and of course that’s fucking shot now. I’m going to die down here, aren’t I?”
“No, no, no, Katie!” McCormick tried to reassure her. “Help will come, help will-”
“The both of you will probably die down here, not gonna lie,” Savanah shrugged. “But not yet. I brought Katie out to give you a little demo of what I do down here, my little pig.”
Climbing onto the bed, her gigantic body crawling over the two tinies, the giantess rolled onto her side to present her immense, almost-nude butt to the captives in all its pale, round glory. Placing one of her chubby hands onto one of the giant, fleshly mountains, Savanah removed the panties-turned-thong and spread the jiggly surfaces apart to reveal her deep, dank, butt crack to the two girls. An intense hot wave of stink rushed towards the tinies, smelling of reeking body odor and unwiped, festering shit, where the stench hit Constable McCormick like a freight train. The unprepared tiny almost fell to the bed as she gagged loudly on the nose-burning smell of unwashed butt, her eyes flushed with tears as the stale, crack air drifted and hung over the two. Katie merely groaned gently as she took a few cautious whiffs.
“Oh stop gagging, I didn’t even fart yet,” Savanah snorted, before looking towards her frail sibling. “Alrighty, sis, come show our new friend what I like having done to me. Come over here and kiss my booty all over, and then I want you to lick my ass. I want tongue, Katie, and I’d better feel it.”
Katie simply began to cry harder as she shook her head, whereas McCormick was shocked at the disgusting request.
“Katie, do you want me to use your face to clean my toilet again?” Savanah threatened sternly. “Come give my bum some loving right NOW.”
Weeping, Katie climbed over to where the giantess was laying and fell against the soft, squishy surface of the first buttcheek. Pressing her face deep into its round, jello-like surface, the tiny began kissing over and over again.
“That’s it, let me feel those little lips,” Savanah snickered. “Climb that sexy mountain and get over here to my shithole.”
“You’re going to get in a lot of trouble for this!” McCormick yelled, desperately trying to save Katie. “Let her go now, and I can maybe avoid having you arrested.”
“Fat chance, pig,” the giantess chortled in reply. “Speaking of fat, get up in my fat ass right now Katie, ain’t gonna tongue itself.”
It was obvious what the plus-size terror was yearning for, and her older sister was forced to oblige as she struggled to climb the jiggly hill that was the giantess’ buttcheek. Crawling ever closer to the dark, sweaty, horrendously smelly canyon that lay spread before her, Katie clasped a hand over her nose and mouth as she took in the intense odor close up. Even a year later after her capture, the poor young woman had failed to get used to the inhuman smells found in her sister’s ass, if that were even possible. From the bed, McCormick watched in horror as the sobbing tiny eventually made it to Savanah’s clearly unkempt asshole, the ripe orifice having a slime-like coating over its wrinkly surface.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you Katie,” the cop began to sob as she watched the poor tiny attempt to stifle a gag. “I’ll get us out of here, I promise!”
Pressing her tongue and lips into the ill-washed skin of her own sister’s butthole, the older Cunningham sibling visibly shivered as the horrendous taste of shit, sweat, and uncleaned body funk assaulted her taste buds all at once, causing her to silently gasp for air as her body immediately sought to gag nonstop at the horrid sensation. Katie knew better than to stop or back away, however, and against every instinct, continued dragging her tongue across the muddy surface of the filthiest part of her sibling’s body. McCormick watched on in disgust as she witnissed her fellow tiny lick Savanah’s ass, where she was mortified at the fact that the tortured little girl was seemingly taking her time and tonguing every cranny of the ugly, shit slicked orifice.
“Understand yet, copper?” Savanah asked as she caught sight of McCormick’s bewildered face. “Katie here hates doing this, of course, but she does it anyway because she knows for a fact that things will get much worse if she disobeys me. Isn’t that right, sis?”
“Yes,” Katie mumbled through tears, retching audibly as she continued her tonguing.
“Its yes MA’AM” Savanah snorted as she pushed and let out a loud, unexpected fart, blasting her tiny sister’s body and knocking her back some. Her filthy face a bright red, Katie clutched her throat as she coughed and gagged as if she’d just inhaled mustard gas, where even McCormick, still a distance away, had to cover her nose and mouth to avoid choking on the rotten stench of stale milk and tangy, vinegary sausage.
“Nah-uh, Katie, you sniff that up,” Savanah ordered through a giggle. “Sniff it up and tell me how much you love it.”
“I-I love it so much,” the older sibling sobbed. “Thank you so much, my sister.”
“You’re soooooo welcome!” Savanah cackled as she unexpectedly let go of the heavy buttcheek that she was holding, which fell and mashed Katie between it and the other cheek as the unfortunate tiny ended up squeezed and wedged in the giantess’ booty. To add insult to injury, the cruel bbw then let out another few quick farts, each carrying the same sour reek of milk and pork as Katie began to panic and attempt to claw her way out from between the twin mountains.
“No, sis, stay in there and sniff loudly, I want to hear you!” Savanah yelled down. Katie continued her crying as she began to take deep inhales of the air through her nose, each breath causing her to shudder and retch loudly as snot and tears blinded her.
“Whatever you do, you’re going to want to keep me happy,” the giantess explained down to a greatly-disturbed McCormick, who had begun to back away from the gruesome spectacle out of instinct. “Because if I’m not happy, then you’re going to be very un-happy.”
Katie continued crying and sniffling as she weakly began to crawl out from between her sibling’s titanic cheeks, sliding out of the grimy crack while she collapsed in a filthy heap on the duvet.
“Great job with the demonstration, sis,” Savanah commented as her gaze switched to McCormick. “Now, copper, are you ready?”
“R-ready for what?” the terrified constable asked, her eyes darting around the bedroom area as she prepared to make a run for it.
“For your turn, of course,” the giantess replied with a devious smirk and a lick of her lips.
Chapter 2: First Day of Hell
Savanah let out a sigh as she watched her police prisoner dash away from her, running towards the other side of the bed. As a cop, McCormick was physically-fit, and was able to make a great distance in a short amount of time given her small size, though she was no match for the giantess’ outstretched hand. Seconds later, Megan’s aunt found herself in the pudgy grasp of her worst nightmare.
“See, d0oing stuff like this makes me very angry, and like I said, you don’t want me angry,” Savanah scolded her doll-sized victim. “Obviously I’m going to have to keep you still for a moment, and I know exactly how…”
Reaching over to a small bedside table, the giantess retrieved McCormick’s utility belt that she’d been wearing, equipped with all the tools that a police officer was expected to have on them. Smirking, Savanah picked up the taser, before glancing towards her captive.
“I’m going to be a little disappointed if this stops your heart,” the massive woman admitted, bringing the prongs of the stun gun right up to the shrunken girl in her hand. “But this really hurt when you used it on me, so the payback is totally worth the risk.”
“Wait no, no, no please!” McCormick squealed before a quick ‘zap’ from the taser had her entire body shuddering violently in the palm of her captor’s hand. As a final, pitiful moan
escaped her lips, the cop felt her entire body go numb from the thousands of volts that had just coursed through her figure, her nerves and muscles temporarily shutting down from the overload. Unable to move I complete paralysis, the now-shaking tiny was nothing but putty in Savanah’s hands.
“That’s better, there’s a good dolly,” the giantess giggled as she laid McCormick down on the bed, her frozen, terrified face looking up at the thick bbw with pleading eyes. Sliding off the duvet and turning around, Savanah stood over the edge of the bed with her huge booty facing her shrunken prisoner.
“Enjoy the show, dear sister,” the cruel woman called over to her younger sibling, who was resting by one of the bed’s pillows. “I’m about to make the girl who almost saved you disappear inside my big bum. You were so close to getting out of here, Katie, but now your final hope is about to become another meal for my delicious ass! How does that feel?”
Katie simply began to cry in despair as Savanah slowly began to squat down over her motionless victim, where McCormick was beginning to squeal in terror as she was lost in an immense shadow beneath the titanic woman, those mountainous butt cheeks spreading ever so slightly and dousing the paralyzed tiny in a preview of what awaited her in that dank crack as the fumes of the giantess’ unwashed ass wafted down towards her.
“Just imagine, copper, how heavy this fat ass must weigh,” Savanah sneered. “Think about how it’s going to just crush you, and once I’m on you, it’s only the beginning. I can’t even remember the last time I bathed, and all that stank is going to be up in your face, your entire body!”
Turning around, the giantess took great pleasure in watching the paralyzed woman urinate in utter fear of what was about to happen. Placing a hand on each of her gigantic, boulder-like booty cheeks, Savanah spread her mounds wide to bask McCormick in the putrid scent of her crack, before pushing out an ear-splitting, rippling fart that shot out with no resistance, striking the tiny like a flamethrower as she was blasted with the noxious hot air.
“Awe, was that stinky? A little ripe?” the cruel women cackled as she heard a sharp, shrill cry of pure revulsion sound from below. McCormick fought with all her might to move a muscle, but none of her limbs would obey as she desperately tried to get out of the way of monster-sized butt that was dangling precariously above her body.
“Don’t like it? You sure?” Savanah asked as she started to giggle. “Well here, take a closer look.”
The Constable’s eyes widened in horror as the giantess’ enormous asscrack rapidly approached her like a great beast opening its wet, slimy maw. Nose twitching at the impending stink, McCormick could feel the hot, musky air of her captor’s butt all around her while her eyes watered at the fumes. Darkness began to envelop the tiny’s vision as Savanah continued to sit down, where the cop could feel each of the weighty cheeks settle down on either side of her body. Entire figure shivering as McCormick prepared to take on the fullweight of her tormentor, the giantess suddenly stopped with her butthole hovering just in front of the Constable’s sweating face, her eyes twitching as the reeking, sweaty orifice stared into her soul like a demon straight from hell. For seconds, the tiny waited to be covered by the heavy women that
was seconds from crushing her, but it never came, forcing her to simply lay there retching and gagging helplessly as she took on the giantess’ stink.
“Enjoying the view now?” Savanah remarked sarcastically. “Here, maybe a little welcome kiss will make you feel more comfortable. Pucker up, pig!”
McCormick was caught off guard as the humongous asshole directly above her face suddenly puckered and expanded towards her, ‘kissing’ her trembling head as it suckled over her chin and around her facial features. Savanah giggled like a school girl as she could feel the vibrations of her victim’s resulting scream resonate against her anus, enjoying the little tickle as McCormick screeched at the top of her lungs.
“That’s just a little preview of what it smells like up in my colon,” the giantess explained as she playfully bit her lip. “And trust me, you’re going to have to get used to it because your skinny ass is going to be spending a lot of time up there.”
The Constable was in hell as she was forced to lay there, unable to move while her face was forcibly inserted just inside Savanah’s rectum by her puckering asshole. Nose burning as if she’d just inhaled flaming butane, the shrunken woman’s body shivered while her head pounded at an intense, fecal stench that smelt as if she’d pushed her nose right up against the deepest part of a septic tank, causing her to dry heave and loudly retch into her captor’s bowels. To make matter worse, a heavy, hot rush of air sent a pang of panic through the prone Constable’s body as she shuddered at what was about to happen.
“Ahhhhhh and now, a little hint of stink right from the source,” Savanah laughed as she let out a deep, wet, fart that descended upon the upturned tiny’s face with the force of a
condensed hurricane, scorching the wailing police officer with her noxious concoction of sickly sour milk and putrid rotted pork gas. Poor McCormick felt as if she’d just taken a face-full of the contents of the nastiest, grimiest public bathroom, the intolerable odor stealing her breath as a revolting band of gooey ass sweat splattered across her reddening face.
“Well geez, its rude not to kiss back,” Savanah smirked as she finally sat down with her fullweight and buried her victim from the world beneath her bulk, making sure to rub and grind her expansive booty hard into the soft duvet that she perched upon. This effectively sealed in the stench of the giantess’ fart along with the limited, fouled dankness of her sweated buttcrack, where McCormick lay in the center of the horrendous environment. Paralyzed lips still bellowing desperate cries of agony, the cop cursed Savanah’s name to every god imaginable as her pent-up rage had subsided into fear, and her somewhat-crippling OCD for all things disgusting had begun to emerge.
Despite her profession, McCormick was easily-grossed out, hence why she found women like Savanah revolting. The bigger the butt, the worse the hygiene was something that the straight-flying police constable had always figured. She’d felt contempt for these fat-assed women who always seemed to steal the best men from her.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” McCormick mewed as she tried to turn her face to avoid having her nose pressed directly against the giantess’ butthole, but her paralysis kept her firmly fixed in place and was thus forced to take sniff after painful, disgusted sniff against the slimy, shit-slicked surface. The fart still lingered around her, further torturing the cop as she shivered and shook while a growing anxiety was throbbing at the back of her head over her
predicament. Gagging and retching occasionally, McCormick was furiously trying to endure the torment while her brain struggled to comprehend a possible means of escape.
“Hey, copper?” Savanah asked innocently. “Think you’d have pulled me over in the street? Because this ass is too fat!”
Laughing at her own dumb joke, the giantess continued to smear her shithole against the shrunken woman that she was sitting on as she started letting out the occasional gas bomb again, relishing at the fact that despite the size difference, she was still able to detect the piteous squirms and fussing of the trapped Constable. As this was her fourth tiny in her possession, Savanah wanted to ensure that McCormick was broken at the right pace in order to assure the maximum amount of suffering, though at the same time, she contemplated going to extremes in order to get revenge on someone who she saw as having wronged her. The bratty bbw concluded that she needed a fifth tiny in order to ‘safely’ test the limits of a Human being beneath her reeking bum.
“Alright, hope you enjoyed your demo of Savanah’s marvelous booty!” Savanah exclaimed as she finally sat up, nearly taking her small victim with her as her sticky, sweaty ass attempted to pull McCormick up with it. “So, copper, still regret daring to challenge me? Have you grasped just how shitty your situation is yet?”
“F-fuck you, this is inhuman!” the Constable protested, her eyes twitching as she noticed a thick, brown substance smeared over most of her face. “Have a heart, Savanah! How the hell can you do this to human beings?”
“How can I do this to?” Savanah asked sarcastically. “Why, with a big smile on my face of course!”
Katie, who was still a short distance away, rolled her eyes at her sister’s cackling as she began to crawl towards the edge of the bed. Perhaps while the vain giantess was distracted, the depressed, broken tiny could attempt to take her own life again to escape the unending torment.
“Katie, I see you over there,” Savanah sighed as she snatched her sibling up and promptly slapped her down next to McCormick. “Stop trying to kill yourself! I want to see your reaction to this new uniform idea that I have for you guys…”
“U-uniform?” Katie whimpered as a sympathetic McCormick glanced over at her. The cop felt a pain in her heart knowing that her niece’s dear friend was apparently attempting suicide frequently just to escape the horrendous treatment suffered at the hands of her sister.
Savanah didn’t answer her sibling at first as she pulled out a roll of duct tape, and after a devilish smile, pressed both Katie and McCormick down onto a crudely-drawn bullseye target board and proceeded to stand it up against the head of her bed. Turning around, the giantess presented her immense backside to the two tinies, her booty pointed at them like a canon as she got low on her hands and knees.
“See, I wanted to shove one of you up my ass just now,” Savanah began, sensing the confusion of her two victims. “But I just hate the itch that your hair gives me up there, so I think I’ll eliminate that problem and help you guys give me a smoother experience.”
This still didn’t answer the bewildered tinies, although Katie eventually seemed to connect the dots and reach a terrifying conclusion.
“Wait, Savanah,” Katie squealed. “You can’t possibly mean-”
“You ladies had better hope that I have good aim,” the giantess giggled as she brought a butane lighter around and in front of the dark depths of her spreading ass crack. “Because its about to get real hot in here!”
McCormick’s eyes widened in horror as she now understood what was about to happen, and promptly joined Katie in screaming as Savanah let out an immense, meaty fart right as she flicked on the lighter. The resulting chemical reaction of the hot gas and the flame created a tornado of orange and blue that blasted towards the two restrained women like the exhaust of a jet engine. Now screaming in pain, the tinies were scorched by Savanah’s ignited gas as they felt their bodies roast under the intense heat and powerful flame, where the cruel bbw was able to hold the fart for a full five seconds before stopping, where the fire petered out shortly after.
A stomach-churning stench of burnt gas now filled the room as Savanah doubled over laughing at the result of her newest deed of sustained cruelty. Their faces red and a little blistered from the powerful heat, Katie and McCormick were whimpering and crying to themselves as what was left of their hair finished burning to ash while the remaining embers floated away. Using the rather juvenile practice of lighting one’s farts on fire, Savanah had turned her butt into a flamethrower and successfully torched the hair off of her poor victims.
“Awe, look at you girls, the bald look really suits you!” the giantess mocked as she turned around for a closer look. “Katie, your beautiful hair used to draw boys over to you all the time, but now look at you, talk about a bad hair day!”
Katie just began to quietly sob again as McCormick’s eyes twitched evermore as the charred remains of her hair drifted down in front of her. Her shoulder-length black hair was usually tied back in a tight bun, but the cop still took great pride in how neat she kept her dark locks. Ignoring the third degree burns to their scalps, both women had tears in their eyes as an important part of their physical appearance eroded away to dust.
“Geez, talk about a bunch of babies,” Savanah snorted as she released her prisoners and held them up to her face. “Not like you guys could hold a candle to my amazing looks anyway.”
McCormick just looked at Katie’s tear-filled face with sadness as she glared towards the delusional giantess. Someway, somehow, she would have to try and escape. For her sake, and her younger acquaintance’s.
“Well then, copper,” Savanah continued after a few minutes of admiring her arson-job. “I think you’re up to go UP my booty.”
“Please, haven’t you had your revenge yet?” the Constable pleaded, hoping to appeal to any reason that the giantess might have had left. “We both have moderate burns and your sister is on the cusp of snapping completely. Have a heart, please let us go!”
“But copper, if I let you go now, you won’t be able to explore the fun candy cave!” Savanah began, barely able to contain her immature laughter. “It’s a delicious, fun cave that’s full of yummy fudge!”
“Savanah, please! You can’t be-”
“Nope, you’re going in the fudge cave!” the giantess chortled as she tossed Katie aside and brought the hand containing McCormick down to her enormous ass, the mountainous cheeks spread slightly with the darkness that lay in the valley between them staring into the tiny’s eyes like a hungry monster. With the pear-shaped terror spreading the mounds apart further, the cop was again confronted with ugly sight of the sweat and shit-slicked sphincter, where the grip of her captor wasted no time in bringing her wiggling body right up to the foul epicenter that was still fuming with an intense stench.
Like a baby being shoved back into the womb, McCormick closed her eyes while letting out a pathetic gasp of disgust as her now-bald head made contact with the wrinkly skin of Savanah’s anus, where she easily slipped into the tight, warm, slimy orifice and found herself immediately immersed in darkness. The giantess holding her wasn’t going to give a mere demonstration this time, using her finger to push the pint-sized police officer deeper and deeper until even the wiggling, tiny feet disappeared into that fouled rosebud.
McCormick groaned in the darkness as Savanah’s tight, moist rectal walls compressed her on all sides, her already-paralyzed body rendered furtherly immobile. Panic began to set in as the cop, a huge claustrophobic, felt the world press down all around her, her heart beating rapidly and her breathing becoming rapid. This turned out to be a huge mistake, as no sooner
had McCormick taken in a long drag of the thick, humid air, did she immediately collapse into violent retching and seizing while she caught a direct whiff of the giantess’ polluted colon, tears rushing down her reddened face as she wheezed on the horrid stench of pure shit.
“Mmmm, feels like your paralysis is wearing off,” Savanah smirked as she noticed the distinct sensation of a small, suffering person squirming deep in her bowels. “Perfect timing, I love the feeling of my slaves squirming around up there.”
Retrieving Katie, who was again attempting to leap to her death from the bed, the giantess walked over to the large, heavily fart-stained couch situated by her TV, flicking it on with the remote as she passively rubbed her breasts in satisfaction while she tossed aside the bra that she was wearing.
“Ohhhh a blumhouse movie marathon,” Savanah clapped as she plopped her big butt down on the abused sofa, which creaked loudly as her weight settled. “What do you say, Katie? Wanna give your sis a little head while I fart-out our new little friend in there?”
“Give you head?” the older sibling mumbled in shock. “Savanah…that’s disgusting, we’re sisters! Why do you have me do shit like this?”
“Shhhh dolls don’t care about what they have to do,” the delusional woman replied. “Just be a good toy and do what I ask, or I’ll fill you with my shit until you become inflated like a stinky water balloon.”
Shuddering at the gruesome mental image of what Savanah had just described, Katie whimpered pathetically as she was placed right in front of her sibling’s now-naked crotch, the
legs spread and wet pussy bared for all to see. Tears rolling down her cheeks, the indentured tiny crawled towards Savanah’s sex as she winced at its great maw, which seemed to be salivating like an actual monster. Slowly pressing her face to the sensitive tissue that was the giantess’ clitoris, Katie, appalled by the female body romantically in any way, reluctantly began to tongue her own sister.
“Ahhhh that’s it, good girl, there’s a good little hoe,” Savanah cooed as she sat back, her bulging belly sitting on her thighs while she grinded her booty into the stained sofa. Deep up her rectum, the uncaring bbw could feel McCormick still thrashing about, the struggling growing as the tiny regained the use of her muscles. Moaning to herself, Savanah greatly enjoyed the feeling of being tongued while having a human buttplug deep in her bowels, and best of all, it was only the beginning of her movie marathon.
“I should warn you, copper, that I tend to fart every time a jumps scare happens,” the giantess warned down towards her ass. “On second thought, I had a lot of chilidogs and I’m like 90% sure that the meat went bad. Might want to pack a raincoat, because things may get wet up there!”
McCormick had used every swear word that she could think of at least 10 times as she fruitlessly writhed against the shit-slicked walls of Savanah’s rectum. She could largely move her body again, though only to find herself quite restrained within the bbw’s heinous rear end. Her disgust already boiling over, the tiny’s mind surged with panic as McCormick gagged yet again at the disgusting stench of her captor’s colon, which unknown to her, was filled to the brim and ready to fire.
“Please, Savanah, I’m fucking begging you, please let me out!’ the Constable pleaded, though her voice was drowned out by the gurgling and churning of the plus size women’s bowels. “I can’t take it- ughhh- oh god, I can’t see, I can’t breathe, it fucking stinks!”
Only twelve hours ago, McCormick was a sturdy symbol of the law as a distinguished police officer. Now, she was in the humiliating positon of huffing the ass stench of a perpetrator of hers that had escaped justice.
“Fuck!” Savanah screeched as she jumped in her seat, where a massive, deeply-muffled fart bubbled into the sofa shortly after. “Whew, that scary-ass nun always gets me! Heh, I’m sure you got a little scare of your own up there, eh copper?”
McCormick was unable to process anything other than the shotgun-like blast of wind that scorched her recently-bald head with a fiery furiousness. Spittles of shit splattered against the cheeks of the suffering cop, where a mere few seconds of the nauseating gas rendered the poor tiny saturated with the reeking substance. Just as she was opening her mouth to retch, a glob of liquefied, high-fat excrement splashed against McCormick’s unprepared mouth and nose, which seemed to induce some sort of seizure within the prone constable as she shuddered and went rigid while her OCD for all things disgusting flared up to new heights.
“No, no, no don’t go in there!” Savanah yelled at the characters on the screen that she was watching, several farts slipping out of her all the while. “Morons, that creepy doll is going to move! Get out of the way!”
Katie coughed loudly while she was blown backwards by some of the thick, humid air that squeezed out from deep beneath her heavier sister, launching a nauseating, nose-burning
odor of spoiled meat up towards the tiny as she struggled with the audacious task of pleasing her own sibling.
“Hey, did I tell you to stop?” Savanah growled down to her crotch. “Keep licking, or its all you can eat shit for you!”
“Yes, sis,” Katie cried as she stifled her gags and kept tonguing her sister’s clit.
“Oh, and throw up down there, and you’re replacing this cop up my ass,” the giantess warned as she noticed her prisoner struggling with her newest gas bomb. From the intense writhing in her anus, Savanah could tell that McCormick was also having a hard coping, though this of course didn’t stop her form pumping out even more bouts of flatulence.
Sadly for the two captives, this was the sort of day that they had to look forward to. It would be a movie marathon of over 9 hours, where the couch-potato Savanah seldom moved the entire time except to go load up on snacks. The farts that the shrunken women had to endure were countless, and combined with having to give her sibling nearly 8 orgasms during that time, Katie was more than worn out. McCormick had it worse, however, or so the giantess assumed. The tiny had stopped moving hours prior, and Savanah hoped that she hadn’t killed her new catch already, as her near-constant gas had been leaking out of her nude booty the entire time. A nasty brown splotch that had formed beneath the bbw’s bulk also indicated some of the extra ‘wetness’ that the submerged captive had been enduring.
Growing a little sleepy, Savanah half-consciously began to watch reruns of American idol. Watching hopefuls compete and spill their souls out for a chance of stardom gave the
sadistic giantess a great idea for a game, and a broad smirk began to spread across her chubby face.
Standing up, the curvaceous villain spread her cheeks and after pushing as if she was taking a dump, managed to expel the cop from her rectum. Her entire naked body coated head to toe in sickly brown goop, McCormick’s hands and feet were twitching as her eyes blinked rapidly, suckling the fresh air as if it was the sweetest of wine. She’d had three panic attacks during her time up Savanah’s butt, and the tiny was more than broken down as she stuttered incoherently as she tried to regain her senses, her mind barely holding together after nearly snapping completely.
Katie was placed next to the soiled Constable a second later, where the older Cunningham was physically exhausted and caked in the giantess’ dried cum from bald head to toe. Sitting there on the couch, the two weakly lifted their heads towards their captor as she towered over them, their small hearts racing at the evil grin donned on the thick-lipped face.
Chapter 3: Showbiz
“Listen, ladies, I just thought of the best way to cap off the night,” Savanah exclaimed excitedly. “You guys are going to be the very first contestants of…dun-duh-dah-dah!!! Savanah Idol!”
Katie stared blankly at her sister with wide, hollowed eyes while McCormick finally stopped seizing with disgust and was now frantically trying to wipe away the slimy shit that covered most of her body.
“Geez, copper, pay attention, stop being rude,” the giantess continued. “Any who, Savanah Idol is my own little singing competition. It’s just like American idol except its all about me!”
“I don’t fucking care, you goddamn nutcase!” McCormick growled as she tearfully scrubbed her body with her nails until her skin bled. “Let us the frig out of here!”
“Like I was saying,” Savanah proceeded, ignoring the words of her agitated prisoner. “To win Savanah Idol, you guys need to come up with the best song about- you guessed it- me! The song has to be praising me and all my divine beauty, and if I don’t like it, then I’ll shove you up my butt for a week! You’d better try to win too, as the grand prize is freedom!”
“Seriously?” Katie exclaimed, sitting up straight. “You’ll let us go if we win?”
“Sure,” Savanah smirked. “Now you two get your inner songwriter going, I’m going to the little girl’s room!”
The giantess then left the couple while she went to relive her bowels in the heavily punished bathroom. Alone on the couch with her fellow tiny, McCormick’s focus was now on escape versus trying to actually participate in her captor’s sick little game.
“Katie, quick, how do we get out of here?” the Constable hissed. “We need to hurry before that cow gets back.”
“It’s pointless,” Katie muttered in reply while she rubbed her grimy, bald head as tears filled her eyes. “The only escape out of this place is death, but maybe my sister will really let one of us go with this contest.”
“You don’t seriously think she’ll free the winner of this stupid little contest, do you?” McCormick sighed.
“I doubt it, but I have to try,” the younger tiny whimpered. “Otherwise, just give me your gun and let me end this horrible life already.”
“Geez, Katie,” McCormick mumbled. “No, no you have to stay strong. We can get out of this!”
“For a whole year I’ve had to smell nothing but my sister’s fucking nasty farts all day, every day!” the younger Cunningham continued. “I can’t take it, Miss McCormick, I can’t! She makes me, her own sister, give her head! I have to lick her ass! This isn’t life, this is just hell!”
“I understand, I was just up her nasty ass, I can’t even imagine-
“You haven’t even seen anything yet,” Katie sighed as she got up and began to mumble to herself. “Now if you don’t excuse me, I have to think of a song.”
“Katie, please, I don’t want to try and escape without you!” the police officer pleaded, still frustratingly trying to claw the grime off her herself.
To McCormick’s shock, her fellow tiny ignored her as she continued babbling to herself while constructing a supposed song for the contest. Fists clenched, the Constable felt utter fury. Not at Katie, but at Savanah for having broken her siblings’ mind down to the point where the pint-sized woman didn’t even have the will to risk escaping anymore. Vowing to save the best friend of her departed niece, the distinguished officer began looking around at the floor below for means of getting out of the basement.
After a few moments of scanning the environment, McCormick could see why Katie was somewhat demotivated. The basement was a natural death trap, the hard tile floor below serving as an injury obstacle, whereas the large open floor space left little places to hide. A curious door adjacent to the bathroom that Savanah had entered looked promising, but the tiny decided against it and wondered if there was a way to even climb the stairs at her height. Her plotting was cut short, however, as the bbw flung open the lavatory door seconds later within a visible dark green haze.
“Ahhhhh I’ll save the rest of that dump for later, who knows what I’ll need it for,” Savanah exclaimed as she patted her jiggly belly. “Hope you morons are writing something, I’m looking forward to being serenaded with sweet songs about me.”
With that, the giantess, made a hard left and went up the stairs, her heavy footfalls growing quieter as she reached the ground floor.
“Katie, this is perfect,” McCormick whispered, having been frozen in fear at the sight of their hefty captor. “If we escape now, we can hear when she’s coming back so we can plan accordingly and-”
“Shhh, I’m trying to think,” the younger woman replied, clearly attempting to rhyme a certain word with another.
“Katie….” The police officer sighed, feeling great sympathy for the poor girl while walking back to the edge of the sofa and preparing to take her leap of faith. Her vengeance for what she’d do to Savanah had been the only thing keeping her sane while stuffed in the vile woman’s rectum, and she was more than ready to make it back to civilization to blow the whistle on the bbw’s abhorrent behavior.
“Oh ladies, I have a big surprise for you!” Savanah’s voice suddenly thundered as the heavy thumping of footfalls echoed all the way down the stairs. McCormick cursed to the entire universe as she missed her opportunity to run just to ensure that Katie came with her, where she regretted wasting time trying to convince her fellow tiny. It appeared that the contest was going to happen whether she liked it or not.
“Check out what I found in my old room upstairs,” the giantess explained gleefully, presenting a large toy, plastic stage that looked like it had been designed as a Barbie doll set. “Good times with my dollies, I used to play Savanah Idol with my old toys too!”
“That used to be mine!” Katie exclaimed. “I was always wondering where that went, so you just kept stealing my stuff?”
“I’d do more than that, I’d fart on your dolls, shove them up my ass and all,” Savanah laughed wildly. “Then give them back to you and see if you’d notice! I remember your dumbass used to kiss them and everything!”
Katie’s face was flush with embarrassment as the giantess sat the toy stage down on the other end of the sofa, before standing back with her hands on her wide hips.
“Alrighty, the prize is freedom,” Savanah smirked as she stood back a little. “Who wants to go first? Remember, the song has to be about me, and it has to be overwhelmingly positive…or else.”
Sighing, Katie climbed onto the plastic stage and looking like a filthy, bald Barbie doll, cleared her throat.
“I call this song…Ode to Savanah,” the tiny sniffled.
Savanah just clapped at the title, before egging her sister on as the trembling young woman began to sing,
“Oh Savanah, your beautiful name makes me think,
How you’re always pretty, and never stink,
Your hair, like sand, a beautiful blonde,
Your scent, a rarity, swoons me like a magic wand,
I want to be your slave for life, until death do us part,
I can’t think of a single thing more precious, than a whiff of your fart
I thank you again, dear sister, for all that I am,
For this part of my life, was never, ever, ever, my plan…”
“Oh my god, bravo, bravo!!” Savanah clapped, laughing hysterically. “That was awesome Katie, you almost got me tearing up over here! Damn, I should have recorded that!”
Bowing silently, the tiny hopped off the stage, where McCormick bore an expression of extreme disgust.
“You’re up, copper, but that’s a tough act to follow I’m afraid,” the giantess snickered. “Come, serenade me!”
Climbing up onto the stage, the Constable merely glared up at the pudgy, incredibly evil woman towering over here.
“I call this song… “Hell on Earth”.
Savanah’s smile faded at hearing the title while McCormick began to sing. “There is bad and there is evil, yet somehow you’re worse,
Your very name resounds off my ears like a curse,
Your cruelty is unmatched, for you there is no equal
A book about your crimes would produce sequel, after sequel
You will meet justice one day, for it was I you have scorned
The day you face judgement, you will wish you were never, ever, ever, born.”
Katie’s eyes were wide with shock as her fellow tiny completed her short spiel on her sister, before looking towards Savanah’s clearly-frowned face.
“You have balls, copper, I’ll give you that,” the giantess snorted, a weak smile growing on her face. “I’m almost impressed. The winner is Katie, congrats, sis!”
“Oh thank God!” the younger sibling replied. “Savanah, I promise I’ll never tell anyone about what you did down here, I’ll just disappear!”
“Yes ma’am, and as I said, I’ll grant you freedom…” the pear-shaped woman began with a grin “…freedom from a single night of torture, that is.”
Katie’s smile fell as she immediately collapsed to the sofa in defeat. A part of her knew that it wasn’t going to be that easy, though she had no idea that her sister would be cruel enough to dangle a carrot like that over her face.
“You, on the other hand,” Savanah continued as her gaze drifted towards the Constable. “I hope you saved room for dessert, because you’re going back inside the fudge cave for a whole week!”
McCormick had felt great dishing out some improvised insults towards the giantess, though she now regretted it as Savanah loomed over her menacingly. Mind racing, the police officer found herself leaping from the sofa a second later and making a mad dash across the
tiled floor between the giant feet of the towering woman, her body moving before she could even get a coherent thought out.
“Oh, you’re so going to regret making me run,” Savanah sighed as she bent her big butt over and attempted to chase the fleeing tiny, who ran in a zig zag in an attempt to throw off her pursuer. Watching from a distance on the sofa, Katie felt a fire reignite in her heart as she watched the cop’s bravery, where she too began to move without thinking.
“Hey sis,” the older sibling called over to the giantess. “I’m about to jump and break my neck. Farewell, cruel world!”
Standing at the edge of the couch, the tiny prepared to take a leap of faith. Feeling chafed by her sister’s false promises, she decided to aid McCormick in escape by threatening to jump to her death. Perhaps if the cop could escape, and help would arrive and finally free her of the terror that was her sister.
“Oh no you don’t, you ungrateful cunt!” Savanah shrieked as she dived towards the sofa, her heavy body hitting the floor while she reached out her hand just in time to catch the falling Katie.
Smiling, McCormick dashed towards the stairs as she silently thanked her fellow tiny for the distraction. With a running jump, the shrunken woman was able to clamber up the first step, though she immediately began to run into some difficulty going up the second. Standing at around 4-5 inches in height, it took the tiny a good bit of effort just to scale one of the steep steps, and after the 4th and 5th, the Constable already found herself quite exhausted.
“That was a great song, sis, but that little stunt just earned you a whole month of doing my laundry…with your mouth,” Savanah said with a shake of her head. “And I warn you, every pair of undies that I own are pretty damn skid marked.”
Shuddering at the thought of sucking her sister’s soiled panties clean, Katie desperately hoped that her new cop companion would be able to fly the coop. After being roughly placed back onto the sofa, the younger Cunningham began to wonder if she’d bet on the wrong horse after seeing Savanah march over towards the stairs. Straining her eyes in the relatively dim room, Katie’s heart sank as she could see that McCormick had only made it halfway up the basement stairs.
Panting as she heaved her sore, tired body up another step, the Constable realized that she’d made a tremendous error in trying to make it up to the first floor. The laborious climb being far too exhausting to do quickly, McCormick was powerless to do anything as she dragged herself up a final step before Savanah was upon her. Snatched into the air, the tiny kicked and screamed with all her might. Her gamble had failed, and now it was time for her captor to make good on her punishment.
“I’ll admit, you made it further than I expected,” the heavyset villain panted, the small bit of running that she’d just done already putting her out of breath. “But your dumbass thought you could beat me up the stairs! Oof, you’re so gonna get it now, copper.”
Carrying the writhing tiny back to her large, messy bed, Savanah held the trembling police officer up to her face while she finished catching her breath, her face twisting into a nefarious smile as she raised her free arm.
“I think you already know where you’re about to go,” the giantess began. “So I think it makes sense that I douse you in a little lube…let’s say, my pit sweat!”
“Oh God,” McCormick fussed. “Please no, that’s disgusting! Savanah, I-”
The cruel bbw didn’t give her prisoner even a second to protest, shoving the poor girl’s head face-first into her sweaty, stubbly armpit, where she rubbed the squealing tiny up and down against the wetted, slimy surface as if she were applying deodorant. Laughing to herself, Savanah relished in the fact that McCormick was already gagging and dry heaving at the heavy stench of her body musk before she was to be stuck somewhere much, much smellier.
“Sweat, nature’s lubricant, am I right?” the giantess chuckled after she was satisfied that the pipsqueak cop had taken on a fair amount of her perspiration. Dripping head to toe in the sour-smelling substance, McCormick resumed pleading and trying to reason with her victorious captor, hoping to save herself from the worst of the punishment.
“I can erase any evidence of any crime you’ve ever done!” the Constable attempted to bargain. “You name it, I can help you do it! Just please, I can’t take anymore, I couldn’t possibly go back up your ass!”
“Luckily for you, I have a knack for making the impossible, possible!” Savanah replied playfully as she brought the wiggling woman in her hand around back to her enormous rear end. McCormick shuddered at the sight of the gigantic twin globes illuminated under the dim basement lights, where from her perspective, appeared as if she was about to dreamily fly between a mountainous valley during dusk. Reaching her tiny arms out in front of her, the Constable screamed while stretching her limbs out in a pathetic attempt at saving herself from
having to pass into the deep butt crack, Savanah’s stink already radiating from between the twin boulders while she stopped seconds before entering the canyon’s shadow.
“Ooooh anticipation!” the giantess cackled as she hovered the shrunken woman in her hand directly before her big booty for a few seconds. “You know, copper, my fudge cave is said to harbor a ferocious dragon. In fact, I think I hear it about to roar right now!”
A second later, a powerful, tornado-esque fart rippled nosily from between the heavy cheeks and blasted McCormick with a fecal stench so intense that the tiny ended up puking a bit of bile at the crippling, mind-clouding odor.
“Fuck you, whore!” the Constable screamed in anger at the unexpected fart, tears in her reddened face as she kicked and screeched with all her might. “Let me go, let me go!”
“Whore? Oh yeah, you’re going up right now,” Savanah sighed as she unceremoniously pushed her little prisoner straight between her buttcheeks, not caring at how much debris and filth the writhing tiny was collecting as she passed into the unclean epicenter of her massive ass. Feeling the cop’s outstretched arms make contact with her sweaty, unwiped anus, the giantess roughly pushed McCormick into the pulsing orifice.
“Ahhhh there you go, at least now you can be worthy of something greater than upholding the stupid law,” Savanah sighed in pleasure at feeling the squirming officer slip up inside, the sweat-lube serving its purpose and bringing McCormick’s entire body some ways up the cruel villain’s rectum. Clenching and unclenching her butthole, the giantess smiled as she could feel her victim slip deeper and deeper, trapping her beyond hope of seeing sunlight for a long, long time.
Arms elongated in front of her, McCormick’s first reaction was to gasp and groan loudly as she felt her entire body compress and crunch beneath the constrictive might of the inside of Savanah’s anus. Her next reaction, of course, was to tremble in utter disgust as she gagged loudly into the rectal walls that held her, her eyes twitching sporadically every time she could sense the shit-covered colon touch her skin. This was all coupled with the fact that the horrendous reek of excrement polluted every breath that the suffering tiny was forced to drag into her tortured lungs, where the only thing louder than the churning of the giantess’ great bowels was the vocal moans of disgust that McCormick was crying out.
“Isn’t it ironic?” Savanah asked. “That you were trying to put me in prison only a day ago, and yet, here you are, as my prisoner!”
Needless to say, the trapped cop didn’t appreciate the irony as Savanah hopped onto her bed and laid down after having put Katie back in that old, heavily fouled, glass aquarium that the poor older Cunningham spent most of her time in when she wasn’t entertaining her sister’s sadistic fantasies. Pulling out her tablet, the giantess began watching videos of other people eating large meals on YouTube, a favorite pastime of hers, all while gassing out her
newest tiny in one of the sweetest punishments that she could have ever concocted.
“Mmm mega seafood platter, I need to get myself one of those,” Savanh drooled as she watched another heavy-set woman on the tablet screen scarf down a thick, juicy crab leg. “I bet all that seafood would give me a TON of gas too…”
As if on que, the bbw’s gut bubbled while she began rubbing her thick folds, coddling her belly rolls while her bowels slowly began to shudder to life. A storm was brewing, and Savanah could hardly wait to get started.
“Ahhhhhhh, nice,” the giantess giggled after squeezing out an impressive 30-second ripper that noisily exploded from her deep asscrack, the nauseating, dizzying stench of unflushed toilet toxifying the air beneath the duvet that she’d thrown over herself. “Whew, believe it or not, that was a small one!”
It was these half-minute blasts that Savanah would continue dispensing for the better part of an hour, where the pear-shaped terror ended up rubbing one out to the feeling of her tiny prisoner frantically bucking and writhing deep in her rectum, the ecstatic sensation combined with knowing that the intense movements from her captive meant that her farts really stunk that night.
The first of these noxious bouts of flatulence had scorched McCormick with a heavy wind that even seemed to return a burning sensation to the cop’s now-bald head, which still ached after her hair had been burned off. Gasping at the suffocating change of atmosphere, the Constable regretted having the ability to breathe as she choked hard on the throat-closing odors that blasted her way. It was an indescribable scent that one could probably compare to burnt rubber and a truck of flaming dirty diapers. This stench of roasted shit sent McCormick’s senses ablaze as she screamed at the top of her lungs, her head throbbing at even having to take the slightest whiff of the gas, and this was only the first one.
By the time the next five or six in the series of heinous farts echoed past the trapped tiny, McCormick had cried uncle five times over as she wailed like a newborn baby in the crappy crevice that she found herself in. The rotten smells, the skin-crawling sensations on her bare, sweat-slicked skin, and all this combined with the cop’s claustrophobia and huge OCD for anything unclean threatened to send her off the deep end. Clawing and dragging her hands and feet against the shit-covered rectal walls imprisoning her, McCormick was almost squealing like a pig in increasing desperation, her breathing going ragged as the putrid gas began to do damage to her lungs with its inhuman odor.
“Uh oh, the SBDs are probably about to start,” Savanah snickered as she continued rubbing her gut, before starting to sing a laughable parody of the COPS theme song. “Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when Savanah farts on you!”
With that, the gates were open as the giantess began letting out a series of minute-long, almost completely quiet gas leaks that were likely a ten-fold increase in stink.
“Whew, glad I’m not you,” Savanah cackled as she fanned the hot, reeking air that was beginning to waft out from beneath her cover while she continued her videos.
Indeed, it would be a miracle if there was anyone in the world who’d willingly trade places with Constable McCormick. Face already red with tears and uplifted shit flecks, the cop’s day was quickly going from bad to worse as a dry, breath-stealing ‘breeze’ replaced the previously violent torrents, though this was more like mustard gas vs an unpleasant air freshener.
“FOR THE LOVE OF-” McCormick began to wail again, her body seizing and her neck bending back as her mind struggled to contend with the horrendous beasts. “LET ME OUT! LET ME THE FUCK OUT, I’LL DO ANYTHING!!”
The breaking-down police officer was met only with another warm waft of pure stink in response, where she could have sworn that she’d gone blind as all her sense save for smell briefly shut down, her brain taking great difficulty dealing with a incomprehensible stench of every rot, septic that one could imagine.
“I’LL KILL ANYONE YOU ASK, I’LL KILL MYSELF IF YOU WANT!” McCormick screeched. “PLEASE, PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE! I’LL BE YOUR SEX SLAVE, JUST LET ME OUTTT!!!”
The tiny’s desperation only grew by the minute, where Savanah just kept on letting more and more of the otherworldly farts out without a care in the world, completely uncaring about how much her prisoner was suffering.
“Hey, copper,” the giantess eventually spoke down to her butt. “Want to really please me? Right a 1000-word essay on why you suck, in my rectum, with my shit!”
Screaming hysterically, McCormick frantically began to scrawl gibberish into the crap covered walls surrounding her, where it took her almost a solid minute of legitimately attempting to write a formal essay before realizing that her captor would never be able to read it.
“Oh shit, I have to shit!” the bbw exclaimed, suddenly sitting up. “C’mon, copper, looks you might be flying the coop fast than we thought!”
The pear-shaped woman’s poor diet led to some odd, infrequent bowel movements, and sporadic releases such as this were more than common. Rushing into her already-stinking bathroom, Savanah spun her gigantic ass around and plopped it heavily into the ill-maintained bowl, grunting immediately as a splattered, echoed fart resounded over the hollow porcelain to herald the beginning of another room-clearing dump. Clenching the nearby roll of toilet paper for support, Savanah heaved as the sounds of rushing, semisolid shit rained down into the soon to be unclean water below. Signing in utter relief, the bbw cackled as her dump got going with great momentum, finding it amusing that liters of crap were probably flowing past her trapped victim there and then.
McCormick knew something was amiss when she detected heavy movement outside, that along with the farts stopping. Heart racing as her tortured nose continued huffing the lingering odors of the endless waves of gas she’d previously experienced, the cop was dreading a possible round two. Sadly, she got a round two alright, and a round three and four along with it as the tiny’s eyes widened at a tidal wave of brown descending upon her from above, a heaping wave of reeking sludge fresh from Savanah’s colon.
“FUCCKKKK NOOOO!!” McCormick was able to belt out before being overwhelmed by an immense dump even by Savanah standards. Her nose, mouth, ears, every part of the poor tiny’s body seemed to become packed with some of the foulest substances that one could experience. McCormick’s skin would be dyed a greenish-brown the rest of her life, for this was something that not even Katie had had the displeasure of experiencing yet. The amount of filth flowing past her writhing body threatened to kill her, but by some miracle, the Constable was somehow still ticking while the monumental bowel movement continued.
“Whew, how many curtesy flushes am I going to have to do?” Savanah sighed as she flushed down the third bowl full of crap. “Ah shit, I didn’t even get to see that stupid copper’s body! Boo, I wanted to look into her cold dead eyes.”
Standing up and shrugging at the roll of toilet paper instead of using it, the giantess was shocked when she felt a familiar wiggling deep in her rectum.
“Holy…she’s still in there??” Savanah laughed to herself. “No way, am I just that good that I can hold these girls in my ass while I’m shitting? No way!”
Indeed, though she was now babbling incoherent at the four mental breakdowns that McCormick had suffered back to back while trapped in Savanah’s ass whilst she was taking a gnarly dump, the cop had survived being flushed out with the liquidly turds. With the amount of hot, ripe sit that she had accumulated in the dump’s path, however, the once-proud Constable now resembled just another piece of crap residing in the massive bbw’s colon.
1 month later….
Katie cried in silence as she winced at the brown-black fabric that she was currently suckling on. Being the size of a gigantic parachute to her, the tiny was presently in the middle of cleaning the second pair of her sister’s panties that day, where she was naturally miserable as she stifled gags and held down the tasteless nutrition paste that she was force fed while she used her mouth and tongue to rid the underwear of any foulness. This always included multiple skid marks, sweat stains, and even dried cum, and to make matters worse, a single pair could
take upwards of six hours to reach Savanah’s standard of cleanliness. For weeks, as her punishment for aiding McCormick’s ill-fated escape attempt, Katie had been doing her sister’s laundry orally, and it seemed as if she was finally on her last day.
“Heya, sis!” Savanah sang as she climbed down the stairs before skipping over to her dresser where her older sibling was. “Know that blue pair you cleaned the other day? I almost have it ready for you again!”
Turning around, the curvaceous woman presented her rotund ass, where a bright blue pair of panties was consumed between her twin, boulder-like cheeks, which she shook seductively as the mounds of ass flesh jiggled wildly.
Katie just continued her sobbing as she resumed sucking the brown shitstain out of the pair that she was working on.
“Say, when am I supposed to take that cop out of my butt again?” Savanah asked in a ditzy voice. “I totally forgot.”
“A week,” her older sister mumbled. “You were only supposed to have her in there for a week. It’s been a whole damn month.”
“Right, time just flies these days for me,” the giantess giggled uncaringly. “Ah well, I guess she has earned herself from daylight.”
Walking over to the couch, Savanah grunted as she skillfully used her muscles to clench and unclench her anus to move the tiny stuffed up her ass down and out. Falling to the already-
stained fabric with an audible splat, the bbw frowned upon seeing what was left of the Constable.
“Awe man, she’s dead,” Savanah sighed with a shake of her head. “I’d gotten so used to her nightly frantic squirming, I swear I’d felt her last night to!”
“How could anyone survive up there that long!” Katie yelled, tears in her eyes. “That was cruel, Savanah, even for you!”
“Hey, this cunt arrested me so excuse me if I’m not feeling much sympathy,” the giantess shrugged, before laughing again at the dead tiny’s expression. “Look at her face, its frozen in expression of pure horror! I bet she was in constant agony all the way up until she died, I wonder how many of my farts she smelled, how much of my shit she had to taste. God, she was submerged in darkness with nothing but my stink for weeks, imagine that!”
Katie’s little fists shook in anger at hearing her sibling comment on ending the life of another human in such a careless and cruel way. On top of that, Constable McCormick had been the tiny’ best of hope for escape in a while, where her cool head almost prevailed. Sadly, it was again Savanah that came out on top, though the desire to escape had reignited in Katie’s heart, where she vowed to avenge her mom, Megan, and now McCormick.
“Rest in bacon, pig,” Savanah sneered as she flushed the Constable’s body down the toilet. “Anywho, Katie, when you’re done with that, you can help me make a website for my pet-project.”
“Wait, what?” the tiny asked.
“I need more dolls like you, and I need one now,” Savanah explained excitedly. “I have these experiments….just trust me, help me make a website.”
Katie merely gawked at her sadistic older sibling in disbelief. The wheels of unparalleled cruelty were again turning in Savanah’s head, and the older sibling was certainly not looking forward to finding out what she was thinking.
PART 7
Chapter 1: Dinner Date
Back to over a year ago, a few weeks after Katie and her mom were first shrunk…
“Dammit, Katie, you’re even skinnier than you were last week!” Savanah complained as she peered into the glass aquarium that housed her mother and sister, taking notice of her sibling’s frail, naked body. Eyes wet with tears, Katie merely crossed her arms as she turned her head away from the pile of cold baked beans that Savanah had crudely dumped into the container for her captives to eat.
“Come, daughter, you must eat!” Francine begged her favorite child as she took a bite of the morsels herself, her hair and face still caked with dried shit from some previous torture by her younger daughter.
“I’m not eating,” Katie mumbled, turning away from her mom completely. “I’d rather starve to death than deal with another day of being that fucking bitch’s plaything!”
“B-but Katie,” Francine mumbled, her right eye twitching. “I thought you were going to be strong for mama? I thought we were getting out of here together?”
“I don’t know, mom, I’m just sick of it!” the older Cunningham daughter whined, burying her face into her knees as she refused to even look at the food behind her.
After many days of having to indulge in her sister Savanah’s sick, vile tortures that she and her mom had been subjected to since their shrinking, Katie had figured that the only way to escape her misery was to commit suicide, a venture that had that far been unsuccessful due to the tyrannical bbw’s surprising swiftness. Now Katie had resorted to a hunger-strike, vowing to starve herself if it meant being able to escape the revolting daily tortures involving Savanah’s huge ass. Initially trying to remain strong for her mom and to help the two escape, Katie was at a low point and no longer cared for her own wellbeing.
“Katie, noooooo!!” Savanah huffed as she watched her sibling’s refusal to eat the meager meal that she’d given her prisoners. “If you don’t eat, then you’re going to die, and if you die, then I’ll be out a buttplug! You guys don’t exactly grow on trees, you know!”
The filthy tiny ignored her sister’s griping as Francine began to cry in anguish at her beloved daughter choosing to slowly wither away instead of continuing to live.
Growling, Savanah stomped away as she tried to figure out a way to get her little victim the nutrients that she needed to get by. It wasn’t that the immense woman cared for her sister’s wellbeing, but rather, the fact that the giantess would be out a living sex toy if her sibling were to perish. Using her sadist brain, Savanah tried to think of a solution for Katie’s hunger strike. Luckily for her, she certainly had no shortage of ideas on how to make her sister’s life a living hell…
“Where are we going now?” Katie moaned as she was lifted out of the enclosure a few hours later. “Let me guess, in your ass? Hah, I figure I’ve gone almost a week without food, I probably don’t have much longer left…”
“Relax, sis, all you have to do is sit back and watch,” Savanah snickered as she forced her tiny into a small, doll-sized chair that had likely come with a Barbie playset. Taping her sister’s little body down, Savanah placed a portable DVD player before her and popped in an unlabeled disk, pressing play and standing back as Katie curiously peered into the screen.
Opening from black, the video opened to a shot of Savanah’s chubby hand holding a nude Barbie doll, where the giantess’ voice could be heard from behind the camera.
“Awe, look at little Katie here, she was a bad girl who refused to eat!” Savanah said in a high-pitched, child-like voice as she waved the doll around. “Looks like the gorgeous and intelligent Queen Savanah is going to have to punish her until she eats!”
Walking over to the bathroom mirror, Savanah showed the camera her reflection as she posed her large, chunky, curvaceous body, while her pale, jiggling form shook her ass meat as she attempted to twerk. Gigantic cheeks shaking wildly, the camera zoomed in on Savanah’s dark asscrack, which after getting focused on, was revealed to be absolutely filthy, even more so than usual.
“Its super nasty in there,” the giantess could be heard saying, commenting on the messy state of her booty. “I just had a ton of diarrhea and let me tell you, half of it must have ended up smeared up in my butt. Let’s see if Katie might be able to help us with that!”
Showing the camera the Barbie doll again, Savanah then aimed up at her reflection to showcase her pushing the toy between her mountainous glutes and slowly dragging the plastic figure up the length of her soiled asscrack by the doll’s blonde hair. Smirking for the camera,
the vile bbw then began to drag the unfortunate Barbie down again after its browned head emerged from the top of her butt, already covered in some of the giantess’ reeking filth.
“Ahhh yes, that feels great Katie, I love the way my nasty shit is just sticking to you,” Savanah laughed as she rubbed the doll up and down her dirty behind for a few minutes, making sure that the camera captured the revolting wet sounds that the toy made as it passed through that muddy crevice. Finally, the childish young woman pulled the doll up by the hair, snickering as she let its shit-covered body dangle there for a moment in plain sight. It was covered completely with wet, sloppy feces rubbed deep into its plastic skin, where any collector would have instantly considered the item unsalvageable.
“There we go, ladies and gents, my sister is once again immersed in my lovely gifts,” Savanah cackled as she turned the camera back to her grinning, plush-lipped face. “Now, let’s fast forward a week and see where I put her…”
The camera then faded to black, where a sudden transition to brightness opened to a new scene of Savanah leaning over a laundry hamper.
“Alright, it’s been 2 weeks since I buried Katie in my stinking, filthy laundry,” the giantess’ voice could be herd as the camera zoomed in on the basket. Digging around in the skid-marked undies, Savanah eventually pulled out the same shit-covered Barbie from earlier, though the once-wet excrement had hardened into a sort of shell that had encased the doll in the gross substance like some sort of disgusting cocoon.
“Wow, being encased in my poopoo must have really sucked, I’m sure experiencing this is definitely something that Katie wouldn’t want to happen!” the younger Cunningham sibling cackled, where the video then cut out.
“Well, what did you think?” Savanah asked as she closed the portable DVD player and put it away.
“Why did you show me that?” Katie sniffed with a grimace. “That looked awful!”
“That vid was supposed to showcase what I’m going to do to you if you continue this stupid hunger strike!” the giantess exclaimed as she un-taped her sister. “You think life is hard now? Keep defying me and I’ll show you just how much shittier it can be.”
“F-fine,” the older girl sighed as she crossed her arms while her lower lip quivered, deciding that prolonging her current torment was worth avoiding worse torture. “I’ll fucking eat something.”
“Good, I was worried I’d have to knock you out and force feed you,” Savanah said with a clap of her hands. “Now, I hope you’re hungry for some of my new patented Savanah slop!”
“W-what?” Katie murmered, eyeing a small white dish that the giantess was moving towards her.
“No more normal food for you!” the giantess sneered. “This is what you cunts are eating from now on.”
Within the bowl was a grey-red broth that looked as if it had the consistency of pudding. Nose wrinkling, Katie detected a sour, acidic odor permeating from the dish.
“Take a bite, take a bite!” Savanah giggled excitedly, pushing the mystery food towards the tiny. “It technically nutritious, I promise!”
Not trusting her sibling for a moment, Katie nonetheless dipped her hand into the slop and took a cautious bite. Admittedly, she was quite famished.
“Ughhhh!! What the fuck is this?” the shrunken woman gagged as she immediately spat the red-grey mud out of her mouth, wiping her chin. It tasted somewhat like rotten fruit with a tangy, funky odor accompanying it. Worse yet, it had the consistency of slime.
“Savanah’s Slop is a delicious mixture of gummy multivitamins, my armpit sweat, and my spit!” Savanah cheerfully explained. “By denying the food that I was giving you, this shit is going to be what keeps you alive from now on!”
Eyes swelling with tears, Katie looked down into the surface of the rust-colored muck as the tiny considered the newest thing that her cruel sister was in the process of robbing her of: the ability to ever enjoy eating or drinking ever again.
“This is fine, this is okay,” Katie thought through her tears. “I’ll get out of here eventually, this isn’t forever…”
Now back to the present day, approximately a week after the death of Constable McCormick…
Katie Cunningham looked with a scowl at her daily ration of “Savanah slop”, where she scooped the life-giving, albeit disgusting morsel into her mouth and swallowed the slimy concoction with a disgusted grimace. Peering at the outside world from the gas-fogged, glass
walls of the aquarium enclosure, the tiny was eating her nutrients to avoid Savanah’s latest threat: A week of being strapped to one of the enormous turds that spilled from the giantess’ great behind. Shuddering at the thought, Katie made sure to clean the small china bowl that Savanah had filled to the brim for her.
“A year later and you’re still not used to the taste? Weak, Katie, weak!” Savanah chuckled as she loomed up from behind the dresser like a giant sea monster, her dirty blonde hair wild and unkempt like usual.
“I guess I should be happy that it’s not your shit that I’m eating,” the tiny scoffed sarcastically, tossing the bowl aside as she crossed her arms and turned away from her sibling.
“Nah, I’d reserve something like that for punishments,” Savanah snorted, before bending down and putting her face right up to the glass. “But what I’ve come to offer you now is a deal!”
“A deal?” Katie asked, her interest piqued.
“Yes, see I’m sure you’re sick of eating my slop every day,” the giantess began. “Perhaps I can offer you some real food if you do something for me in exchange.”
Rubbing her stomach, her body still browned and filthy with smeared-on shit, Katie closed her eyes as she yearned for even a bite of the fast food that she’d regularly see her sister eat.
“I’d love some McDonalds,” the tiny smacked her lips, not able to remember the last time she ate something that didn’t disgust her.
“Perfect!” Savanah exclaimed with a clap of her hands, her large breasts jiggling at the sudden movement. “Well I’ll get you some McDicks then if you can set me up on a dating site!”
“Dating site?” Katie asked, before chuckling at the idea of Savanah getting stood up by a guy once he realized how childish and unhygienic she was.
“Laugh again, and I’ll take my hot, steamy dump right there in that box with you,” Savanah muttered, which caused Katie’s smile to fade. “But yes, I have a plan and since I’m not the best with big words, I thought you could help me set up my profile and make myself look real desirable!”
As if she had much of a choice to begin with, Katie was soon placed before her sister’s laptop and forced to go over every little tedious aspect of the profile page set up, where the generic, busy dating site that Savanah had selected asked many, many match-making questions. After around an hour of work, Katie sighed as Savanah finished filling in the last section of her profile.
“Great work, sis, I look even hotter than I do in real life!” the giantess exclaimed with satisfaction, looking upon her heavily-filtered profile picture. “This ought to reel me in some catches!”
Standing up, Savanah began to get dressed and after posing for herself in the mirror, now donning some red, stained workout shorts and a tight-fitting black undershirt, the bbw headed for the stairs.
“See you later, ass-face!” the giantess chortled as she ascended from the basement, her massive booty stretching the shorts to their limit. “I’m off to get your grub!”
A light smile on her face, Katie sat back against the wall as she looked forward to being able to eat some of the greasy goodness of a Big Mac again. It was a small victory, as while her situation hadn’t changed, any small thing to look forward to greatly raised the tiny’s spirits. Thinking back to all her fellow shrunken victims who had fallen victim to her sister’s tyranny, Katie reasoned that a good meal would help her think of a new way to escape her predicament.
The pint-sized young woman waited there in the basement alone for some time, watching the minutes eventually turn to hours. Knowing that the local McDonald’s was a mere 5 minute drive from the house, Katie wondered what was taking her sadistic sibling so long to return. She would soon receive her answer.
“Hooooo my God,” Savanah wheezed as she burst down the stairs and into the basement, her face flushed a bright red and her wilted blonde hair clinging to her face with sweat. “I am NEVER doing that again!”
Stumbling over to the bed, panting all the way, the giantess leaned against the wall and sat down for a second, fanning her face as Katie noticed her clothes with drenched with perspiration.
“Can’t say I don’t love you, sis,” Savanah laughed. “I just ran to the McDonalds and back, that’s over 2 miles!”
“So…I’m guessing you ate my food?” the tiny sighed as her heart sank at the lack of a bag.
“What? Oh, Katie, give me some credit,” the cruel bbw laughed with an evil grin. “I managed to get it here for you in almost one piece…”
Standing up, Savanah yanked off her workout shorts and walked over to the aquarium where her sister was kept, before turning around. Barely able to contain her immature giggling, Savanah spread her massive, handfuls-worth of asscheeks and revealed a very damp, soggy burger and fries stuffed up in her buttcrack.
“It might be a little…infused with some gas,” Savanah laughed loudly, slamming her fist into the bed. “But otherwise, it should very tasty!”
Mouth agape as her body was overwhelmed with immense disappointment, Katie fell to the ground as she blamed herself for not expecting her evil sibling to do something so mean. Tears in her eyes, the tiny merely pouted and again turned away from Savanah.
“Nah-uh, I actually worked out getting this shit to you,” the giantess threatened as she dropped the soggy meal into the enclosure, which landed next to Katie with a splat. “I don’t care how long it takes, but you’re going to eat every single bite.”
Whimpering, the tiny approached the meat of the sweat-saturated burger and began to munch on it, her tears flowing as what was supposed to be a good tasting item was instead fouled with her sister’s stink. Smiling in satisfaction, Savanah sniffed her sweltering armpit and after shrugging at the BO, went to get changed again.
“What do you think?” the giantess would ask Katie minutes later as she stomped over in a scarlet, knee-high dress. “I already have a hot date later with some older woman.”
Amazed that her sister already had a date, Katie wondered what Savanah’s plans were, until a gut-wrenching feeling overtook her at the mention of the date’s gender.
“Savanah,” the tiny asked. “What are you going to do to this woman?”
“Heheheh you’ll see soon enough,” Savanah winked, before making her way for the stairs again. “Hey, I’d better at least see a dent in that burger by the time I get back!”
Watching the naked, pale ass cheeks of her sister poking out from beneath her dress as she climbed out of the basement, Katie continued munching on the McDonalds as she attempted to stomach the ass-sweat flavored food, shuddering at the sour taste as she wondered what evil plan Savanah might have in store for her unfortunate date. Surely the giantess was out of shrinking serum by then? It would soon be brought to light that the cruel young woman had apparently purchased a refill…
Alone in the basement for the next few hours, Katie took the time to draw up an escape plan using the gross, greenish smudges that polluted the sides of her enclosure, all while taking reluctant bites of the ass-tasting McDonalds that Savanah had brought her. It took a little while, but eventually the tiny figured that she’d created a solid plan of action for herself. Attempting to escape the basement via the stairs had always proven futile, but there was one variable that Katie had never considered: the basement window. A small, rectangular glass pane that was easy enough to open, the window looked up into the backyard of the Cunningham house, which would hopefully lead to the tiny’s salvation. The window had been avoided up until that
point it was out of read for the 4-5 inch young woman, but Savanah had recently placed an old lounge chair beneath it after having bought a brand new one for her den area.
A distant rumbling from above told Katie that her sibling had returned, and after wiping away her crude blue print to her escape, she sat against the discarded bun of her sweaty McDonalds while waiting for her captor to rear her ugly head.
“Katie! Katie, guess what!” Savanah exclaimed as she burst into the room, her large body jiggling as she trotted over to the aquarium. “I got one, I got one!”
Ignoring her sister’s singing, Katie watched in horror as the giantess reached between her massive, bulging breasts and withdrew a small, screaming woman, her light brown hair tied behind her head in a messy, loose pony tail as her naked body kicked and writhed in Savanah’s grasp.
“Come, I’ll introduce you,” the bbw giggled as she reached in and retrieved Katie next, where she then placed the two shrunken women across from each other on the coffee table that lay adorned with junk food wrappers in the den.
“This is Bernice, she’s some dumb 40-year-old mom who wanted to give girls a try!” Savanah explained, where the nude tiny shrank back against the surface of the table as she began begging and pleading to be returned to her normal size. “Unfortunately for her, she found herself one hell of a woman!”
“Please, Savanah, I have a daughter, she’s only your age!” the tiny named Bernice begged. “Please let me go, I don’t want this! This is too kinky for me.”
“Hey, you’re the one wanted to date a 20-year-old,” Savanah shrugged, before turning to her sister. “Now Katie, remember all those rehearsals I made you do last month? Do introduction #4 for our new friend!”
“P-please don’t make me do that,” Katie moaned. “I can’t imagine actually saying that stuff to someone…”
“Just do it…or else,” Savanah threatened, cracking her knuckles.
“F-fine,” the older Cunningham murmured, stepping over to the new, trembling tiny a short distance away from her.
“Welcome, new friend, to the realm of our queen!” Katie began, a weak, fake smile spreading across her face. “A saint, a goddess, she’s the most amazing person you’ll have ever seen!”
Tears in her fear-stricken face, Bernice backed away from the bald, frail, filth-coated girl in horror.
“She’s magic, which you’ll find out now that you’re here,” Katie continued. “Your old life, your family, you’ll soon find that it’ll all…disappear.”
With that final word, Savanah, who’d silently stripped and snuck up behind her sister, sat down hard and buried her sibling from view beneath her immense, meaty backside as the entire table shook. Falling to the surface from the impact, Bernice yelped in terror at the monstrous ass that was now hungrily staring her in the face as her giantess slowly stood back up somewhat, placing a hand on each one of her jiggling, globed cheeks and spreading them
both. A nauseating, cough-inducing stench drenched the table with the foul odor of unwashed ass, causing Bernice to gag as she looked up at Savanah’s dank, slimy buttcrack just in time to see Katie’s kicking legs slowly disappear into the huge, shit-encrusted anus.
Laughing, Savanah relished at the fact that her intro had gone off without a hitch, where the impact of her landing on her sister had caused Katie to become lodged up her ass just as planned, where her new captive now had the horrifying view of watching the fellow shrunken girl get eaten by her slimy sphincter like some kind of sick, twisted monster.
“L-let her out, please!” Bernice begged. “That poor girl, she’s going to die up there!”
“Nah, she’s been up there plenty of times, she’ll be fine,” Savanah scoffed, squeezing out a little fart that caused Katie’s feet to flail around frantically before they too were sucked up her sister’s rectum. “Now, I’m sure by now that you’re aware of what I do down here…”
“You put people in your ass? That’s disgusting!” Bernice yelled, falling to her butt as she looked around for an escape route. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re sick!”
“I stick people in my ass, and everything in between,” Savanah corrected her, sitting back down and keeping her cheeks spread open. “Now, come give my bum some kissing and licking, I mean what better way to get used to the smell?”
Gagging at the fetid stench of dirty butt, Bernice instead crawled away from the giantess and began to scream out for help, her shrill cries echoing in the basement.
“Hey, you said I had a nice ass on our date,” the large bbw said with a shake of her head. “So, here’s my nice ass, now come give it some love!”
“B-but it stinks so bad!” the tiny reiterated, stifling a gag as she covered her nose and mouth to avoid breathing in the odor.
“If you think this is bad, then just wait until- aahhhhh- I start farting,” Savanah giggled as she let out a quick blast that noisily belched out of her exposed asshole, the force of the wind knocking Bernice back to the table as she retched at the smell of toilet bowl and sauerkraut.
“Hell no! Let me go, let me go!” Bernice wailed as she hopped back to her feet and began running across the table, though a shadow soon hovered over her as Savanah sat back down, this time directly on top of her new victim.
“I was being nice and giving you the freedom of movement, but of course you go and fuck that up,” the giantess sighed as she let down her full weight, feeling the shrunken girl get pressed right against her reeking butthole as she forced herself on top of her.
Bernice was screaming as her body struggled to contend with the plus-size woman’s incredible weight, her figure throbbing from the pressure as her upturned face ended up mashed against the revolting, wrinkly, slime-covered anus that had just straddled her. Throwing up a bit of bile in response to touching the real shit that encrusted Savanah’s hairy, unkempt asshole, the tiny screamed bloody murder in a sudden panic as she frantically bucked and writhed, though with no avail as she was utterly pinned down by the massive weight of her captor.
“Yeah see having a butt this big comes with its downsides,” Savanah explained as she started rocking back and forth, smiling every time she leaned her weight back to feel her new
victim’s mewing face smush deeply against her shithole. “It’s so hard to wipe in there, so I just don’t bother anymore. Not when I have little cunts like you to do it for me. Start licking!”
“I-I can’t!” Bernice wheezed, gasping for air beneath the crushing bbw while anything she could breathe smelt of pure shit and sour body odor. “Its too bad, it stinks way to bad! T the germs alone…”
“Just do it, or else you’ll be joining Katie in my rectum,” the giantess sighed as she pulled up her laptop and began scrolling through the dating site. “Gotta get used to this, darling, this is your life. Didn’t you hear my sister’s amazing intro?”
Chapter 2: Happy Family
Her white knuckles trembling as she grasped a handful of Savanah’s fleshy, jiggly booty cheeks, Bernice gulped before slowly bringing her lips and tongue to the horrible, stinking mass that was already bearing down on her, before giving it a gentle, hesitant lick.
“Oh come on, you’re just as bad as the cop!” Savanah laughed as the tiny beneath her expansive backside began to immediately descend into a furious fit of coughing and gagging. “Keep going, I’m not getting up until I’m satisfied!”
Full-on weeping, Bernice swallowed the contents of her stomach as she avoided puking again, before mashing her lips and tongue back against the hairy, sweated, soiled surface of the giantess’ butthole and began to drag it up and down the hot, putrid skin. Thinking that cooperating with her captor would be in her best interest for now, Bernice regretted every second as she slowly licking and lapped up Savanah’s ass, stopping every few seconds to cough and gag at the horrendous smell and the mind-straining, gut-wrenching taste as her poor tongue brushed against dried, unwiped feces and hair that was covered in everything foul that one could find in a large, unwashed buttcrack. Wailing as tears streamed down her face, Bernice deeply regretted giving into crushing loneliness and her attempt to pursue a woman for the first time. Savanah’s dating profile had seemed enticing and she did have a nice body, but
the 40-year-old had been disappointed at how rude, crude, and childish the bbw acted in real life. Then, of course, there was when the giantess had drugged her drink with an unknown tablet and next thing the middle-aged woman knew, she had been shrunken down to the size of a doll.
“A-am I done? Please tell me I’m done!” Bernice cried in anguish as she again retched with her sorethroat after dragging her tongue up the bbw’s big booty yet again, feeling a good amount of the filth accumulating over her taste buds.
“Talk to the butt,” Savanah snickered as she let out a sudden, dry, airy explosion onto her captives face. “No, keep going!”
Wheezing and sputtering at the lung-burning, eye-watering stale linger fart that added to the noxious concoction surrounding her captor’s ass, Bernice resumed squirming and fussing as she felt another panic attack overtake her sanity, where in desperation to be free of her situation, the older woman frantically began to lick and kiss every bit of ass flesh that she could get her mouth on. Moaning at the sudden sensation of rapid kissing and licking, Savanah turned her head.
“Mmmm now that’s what I’m talking about! Good girl!” the giantess sighed with relief as she let slip another rotten gas bomb upon the struggling tiny.
Bernice would have a pretty hellish ten minutes as Savanah remained seated, enjoying the feeling of her victim’s desperate face sniffing, kissing, and licking that putrid pit of perspiration, feces, and overall body odor. The shrunken woman kept up her frantic efforts to appease her tormentor, trying her best to ignore the accumulation on her tongue and the skin-
crawling sensation that overwhelmed her body as she was then forced to swallow anything that entered her mouth. Thankfully, for her sake, Savanah would eventually stand back up.
“Ahhh thank you for that, Bernie, I think I’ll get some good use out of you yet!” the giantess chuckled as she looked down upon her new toy, which was already saturated in the hefty woman’s reeking sweat, her warm brown hair stringy and wet from the foul substance. Bernice merely laid there, enjoying freedom from Savanah’s oppressive weight while recovering somewhat as she smelt clean air.
The nearby laptop beeped a second later, causing the statistic bbw to rush over and check her inbox on the dating site.
“Oh my God, this is hilarious! No, this is so perfect!” Savanah cackled as she turned around and bent over Bernice. “Here, you two get acquainted, it looks like I have another date coming up!”
Bernice watched in horror as the giantess spread her asscheeks again, where after a bit of grunting, Savanah began to push out Katie. Her shit-slicked body shuddering and trembling as if she’d been locked in a freezer, the filthy, bald young woman muttered incoherently as her teary eyes looked down desperately at Bernice, where she then fell in slow motion as she passed out of the gigantic, reeking butthole that the tiny had just been licking and fell to the hard table with a splat, resembling an actual piece of shit.
“Are you okay, darling?” Bernice cried in anguish as she rushed to Katie’s side. “Oh my gosh, look at you! You’re shaking!”
“M-mom, is that you?” Katie asked weakly, her excrement-encrusted eyes slowly opening and turning to look at the older tiny’s own recently soiled face.
“No, I’m not your mom hun,” Bernice replied sadly, before looking up a Savanah. “What the fuck is wrong with you? This is your sister, right? Why are you doing this to us?”
“So many questions, so little time!” Savanah replied uncaringly as she threw on the same red dress that she’d worn on her date with Bernice. “Here, you two can chill until I get back.”
Snatching the two tinies up, the giantess carried them over to the glass aquarium on the nearby dresser and tossed the two soiled girls inside. Pulling her ill-fitting dress over her voluptuous body, Savanah skipped away and up the stairs, leaving her lair once again.
“How long has she kept you here like this?” Bernice asked, poking around the enclosure and looking for a way out.
“I don’t know, a year?” Katie moaned, rubbing her forehead. “I’ve honestly lost track of time.”
The veteran tiny gave her new comrade a quick rundown of what exactly had transpired down there in that basement, where she spared no detail in the horrible fates that Megan, her aunt, and Savanah and Katie’s own mom had experienced. Bernice’s face got more and more contorted with terror as the filthy girl went on, where she eventually stopped her new acquaintance from going on.
“Okay, that’s enough, I get the point,” the older woman muttered, putting a comforting arm around Katie. “I’m sorry you were in here suffering this whole time. Is there any way out of here?”
Smiling, Katie couldn’t help but think of how Bernice reminded her of her own mom, Francine. They had similar mannerisms, and had the same, motherly tone in her voice.
“I’ve tried many times, heck, I even tried killing myself to escape,” the younger tiny admitted shamefully. “But I think now I’ve finally got a plan that’ll spring us out of here.”
Pointing to the recliner that had been carelessly placed below the basement window, Katie revealed her plan to Bernice as the older woman nodded in approval. Once in the backyard, they would attempt to bypass the wood fence that ran around the perimeter of the Cunningham property. That bit of late-afternoon daylight that was shining through the window instilled a great bit of hope in the miserable, shrunken women as Bernice glanced over at Katie, the poor young woman a snapshot of the fate that awaited her if she did not succeed in escape.
The two captives had begun to share the last of Katie’s fart-infused McDonalds when Savanah returned, in an even better mood than she was earlier as she stormed down the basement stairs and shimmied over to the drawer that the aquarium was resting on with a broad, gleeful smile on her face.
“I caught another one, I caught another one!” the giantess sang, a noticeable bit of sweat on her forehead from the access physical activity that she’d done that day. “Bernice, perhaps you’ll recognize her…”
Turning around, Savanah hiked up her dress and spreading her naked, pale, globular booty cheeks, revealed a screeching, crying young woman nestled deep in her dank, swampy asscrack, seemingly pinned down by the crushing pressure of both heavy cheeks. This girl was certainly younger, perhaps in the same age groups as Savanah and Katie, where the giantess mercilessly yanked out the doll-sized girl by her long, vibrant, red-dyed hair.
“J-Jazz??” Bernice cried in anguish. “Oh my God, how? How did you she get you?”
“Mom! Mom, is that you?” the red-headed woman screamed back, tears in her pink face. “Help me! Help me please, this fuckin bitch put me between her buttcheeks, it was so nasty!!”
Katie looked between the two girls, then back to Savanah in shock. Evidently, her sister had taken the time to set up a date to shrink not only Bernice, but the tiny’s young adult, aforementioned daughter as well.
“That’s right, skinny legs,” Savanah cackled. “Your mama was a freak and was trying to date a girl that was the same age as her daughter! Gross, right? But I guess you wanted to date me too, so the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree…”
“P-please let her go!” Bernice begged, falling to her knees. “She doesn’t deserve this, she’s a great girl!”
“She’s skinny and probably steals all the boys from deserving girls like myself,” Savanah remarked uncaringly, before turning around pulling out her trusty camcorder. “Now keep up that face of perpetual anguish, I want a nice video for my collection.”
Pushing the camera right up to Bernice, who’s red face tried looking away in shame, the giantess dangled her new squealing captive like a doll as she zoomed in on the tears flowing from the mom’s face.
“Well, Bernie, since you’re the mom, why don’t you decide what I do to your little girl here first?” Savanah asked through her insistent giggling. “I can either burp in her face or fart in her face, which one shall I do?”
Jazz’s face contorted with disgust as she began to squirm even more in the chubby hand that contained her, while Bernice resorted to begging again.
“Please, neither, she doesn’t deserve this!” the mother wailed.
“I’m going to do both if you don’t pick,” the giantess snickered. “And gosh, the way you beg reminds me of the way my mom did, it’s almost uncanny.”
“F-fine,” Bernice said with a gulp, deciding to condemn her child to the lesser of the two evils. “J-just burp on her, I guess.”
“Whats that? You want me to fart on her?” Savanah replied with glee, making sure to zoom in the camera on Bernice’s expression of shock. “Perfect! Because I have a reaalllllyy big one saved up.”
“No! No mom, don’t let her do this!” Jazz cried as she kicked and screamed while her captor brought her around to her ginormous ass cheeks. Grabbing one of the meaty slabs of butt-flesh, Savanah tugged it apart to show the frantic girl her dank crack again, where stench of the inside of her unkempt ass caused the tiny to gag loudly as she turned away in panic.
“Count me down, Bernice,” the massive bbw chuckled at the tiny’s apparent misery. “5…4…3…2…”
In a final act of sadism, Savanah naturally farted before her own count down had ended, blasting the newest tiny prisoner with a typhoon-force wind that knocked the breathe out of her, forcing her to take a long, desperate drag of the most wettest, heavy-scented putrid fart that the giantess had dealt that day.
“Stop it!! Leave her alone, she’s suffering!” Bernice wailed upon watching her daughter flop around like a fish as she dangled from Savanah’s hand, gagging uncontrollably as she heaved in every direction in response to the noxious aroma that was reminiscent of wet skunk and burnt plastic. Her captor responded by zooming out to get a good shot of the tiny’s anguish at watching her own child in great distress.
“Look at her complaining so much, and that was just a fart,” Savanah mocked, before mashing her doll-sized victim right against her swampy as and rubbing her screaming, crying face directly on her uncleaned shithole. Jazz made an inhuman, sputtering noise as she flailed around as if she was on fire, the disgusting reek of lingering farts and excrement sending explosives waves of disgust through her shrunken body.
“Stop! Please, she’s easily disgusted, she’s going to faint!” Bernice kept begging. “She has panic attacks just from seeing a spider!”
“Awe for real?” Savanah asked with feigned curiosity. “Do me a favor and say that one more time for the camera, a close-up angle really captures your agony.”
“F-fuck you, let my daughter go!” the mother screeched to the camera, tears of frustration dripping down her chin.
“Fine, I’ll let her go,” Savanah continued to tease. “I’ll let her go up my bum, that is!”
Using the index finger of the hand that she was holding Jazz with, Savanah pressed the wailing girl’s face right against her asshole, where after a bit of squeezing, managed to push the poor girl’s entire head inside her disgusting rectum. Letting go of the tiny’s doll-sized body, the giantess resumed her childish giggling as Jazz’s freed arms and legs flailed sporadically while the rest of her abdomen hung limp by her neck, where her face was then dealing with the putridness that was the inside Savanah’s butt.
“Is it stinky up there? You should tell your mom what the view is like,” the bbw teased. “Then again, maybe I’ll just let her see for herself. It’s only fair that she gets a turn with my ass!”
Bernice shrunk back to the glass, where she was completely unprepared as Savanah brought the enclosure down to the floor, squatted down over it, and then let out an explosively wet fart that echoed throughout the aquarium, sending flecks of shit splattering against the walls and adding to the vile accumulation that was already there. This resulted in Jazz’s body shooting out of the giantess’ abhorrent rear and slamming against the glass surface, where she fell to the floor in a heap amongst a small pile of liquidly feces, spasaming and flailing in extreme disgust.
“Jazz! My baby!” Bernice yelled as she attempted to run to her daughter, only to be picked up by Savanah before she could reach her newly soiled child. Their cruel captor merely
pressed the camera right against the mother’s tear stricken face as she was denied being able to provide any comfort.
“Who cares about her,” Savanah snorted uncaringly, bringing Bernice around back to her massive rear end. “This is the only baby that you should be worrying about, and she’s in need of some num-nums!”
The tiny screamed at the top of her lungs as her tormentor pushed her right between those mountainous asscheeks, their pale, jiggly surfaces moving ever so slightly as the shrunken woman slid deep into Savanah’s dank crevice, picking up a good bit of accumulated filth along the way. Feeling her victim’s piteous squeals at the base of her butthole, the giantess wasted no more time in cramming her struggling body against her reeking sphincter hard, shivering in pleasure as the doll-sized mother made it past her anus and with a foul lube of ass sweat, easily slid up into one of the most vile places imaginable.
Bernice’s vision went dark as her body was compressed by Savanah’s rectal walls, their slimy surfaces spreading feces and all gunk imaginable over the trembling tiny’s naked body as she sank deeper and deeper into her captor’s colon. The mother’s begging and screaming was immediately cut short after the first whiff of the horrendous, shit-tainted air, causing the
struggling woman to gag and retch uncontrollably as every fart, every sniff, and even consuming the crap around Savanah’s butthole earlier now paled in comparison to this raw, nose-stripping odor that crippled the tiny’s body like a poison. Drool dripping from her constantly choking mouth, Bernice blinked desperately with tear-soaked eyes as her head became disoriented through the dizzying fumes, where in her stupor, accidently slammed her
face into one of the pulsing, slippery walls of the anus that she was presently trapped in. Opening her mouth in a long, silent scream of utter revulsion, the unfortunate middle-aged woman spat and retched as a good glob of burning, vile-green shit stuck to her cheek, her pinned arms offering no possible way to get it off.
“Damn, she’s really screaming up there,” Savanah cooed as she shamelessly began to rub her pussy while standing over the other tinies in their enclosure. “Mmm it tickles so good too.”
Katie, who had been silently compassionate while watching the mother and daughter get tortured, was beginning to experience traumatic flashbacks of when Savanah was tormenting their own mom. Moaning in anxiety, the tiny clutched her head as her watery eyes watched as her evil, younger sister pleasured herself above them to the feeling of the poor woman trapped deep up her giant ass. Bernice had reminded Katie of Francine from the moment she laid eyes on her, and seeing her in so much pain reawakened the mind-shattering memories of watching one’s own beloved parent being used as a Human buttplug.
“Mmm that’s right Katie, show me that misery!” Savanah suddenly said as she pointed the camera down at her sister. “Bernie reminds you of mom, doesn’t she? Awe, I bet it sucks seeing someone that looks like her having to huff my ass stench all over again, doesn’t it?”
“Let my mama go, you fat cunt!” Jazz suddenly wailed, dragging her weakened body up from the little puddle of filth where she’d landed. “Get her the fuck out of your butt!”
“You’re not really in a position to be making demands,” Savanah scolded down to the tiny. “But, I don’t want to kill you or her just yet, so as you wish…”
Grunting loudly, Savanah put her hands on her knees as she again squatted right over the glass enclosure, where after a vile, long-winded 20 second fart, Bernice eventually dropped out of the giantess’ unkempt booty- along with what must have been a full liter of liquidly shit. Savanah left them for a moment to upload and save her gruesome footage to her macabre collection of tiny, torture videos.
Splattering right on top of Bernice the second she landed on the aquarium floor, Jazz and Katie both shrieked in horror as the rancid dung immediately basked the enclosed space with an eye-watering, upset-stomach stench that forced both tinies to cover their face, which did little to stop them from getting a good whiff and gagging on the putridness of the whole mess. The mother, who was in the center of it all, just flailed around as her naked body became well saturated with the reeking filth. For her sake, the two younger women did eventually brave the gag-inducing odor and attempt to help Bernice.
“Mama, you okay?” Jazz asked through her tears. “I’m so sorry I kept telling you to start dating again, I didn’t-”
“Hush now, save your strength,” the girl’s mom replied weakly, before turning to Katie. “P-please tell me your sister eventually lets people go?”
The older Cunningham gravely shook her head in a silent ‘no’ as her sibling once again loomed over.
“Oh, before I forget, I’ve got to get you two in uniform!” Savanah snickered as she returned and picked the mother and daughter up, where Katie knew immediately what was about to happen. Watching her sister tape the two shrunken women to a makeshift target, the
‘veteran’ tiny briefly turned away as Savanah aimed her butt at Bernice and Jazz, and holding a butane lighter up to the dark depths of her deep, dank buttcrack, let out a fart that when combined with the lighter, turned her humongous ass into a stinking flamethrower as it doused the screaming girls with the cruel lick of burning flames. The entire room smelt like burnt gas as the mom and daughter cried out in pain, their bodies burnt somewhat- but their once-beautiful hair utterly reduced to ashes. Rubbing her own bald head, Katie choked back a sob knowing that while the burning only harmed the shrunken women superficially, it succeeded in scorching their hair follicles to the point where nothing would ever grow back. This cruel and unusual torture served as Savanah’s new unofficial ‘uniform’ for her captives.
“There we go, say goodbye to that icky hair of yours,” Savanah exclaimed triumphantly as she put her hands on her wide hips. “Obviously you two were nothing compared to my good looks anyway.”
The mother and daughter pair seemed to heavily disagree as they wept loudly while they were placed back into the filthy enclosure, where the shit-caked duo embraced each other in mutual comfort.
“You get used to it,” Katie lied, smiling weakly as she tried to bring some semblance of ease to the two weeping ladies. “Just sit back and try to relax for a second…”
“Yeah two of you can chill for now, but the other one is going to help me with my experiments,” the giantess explained as she gave her victims a once over. “I mean, Katie is safe because I need her, but Jazz and Bernice are going to have to figure out who wants to be my little lab rat.”
Katie had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach at the mention of the ‘experiments’, remembering back to when Constable McCormick was still living and her sister had been talking of seeing how much of her worst gas one of the shrunken women could take before expiring.
“I-I’ll do it!” Jazz yelled loudly, although her trembling hands and shaking knees suggested that she really, really didn’t want to volunteer.
“No, Jazz, you’ve already been through enough!” Bernice retorted. “Let your mama handle this…”
“Gosh, you really remind me of how my mom used to defend Katie,” Savanah commented, smirking. “You know, maybe we will use Jazz. I kind of want to keep Bernie and see where it goes.”
Reaching into the aquarium, the hulking bbw retrieved the recently-soiled, now-bald young woman, inspecting her petite, quivering figure. Young, short, in peak-physical shape for an older teen. She was the perfect specimen for Savanah to see just how much of the inhuman, otherworldly odors from her body the tiny could suffer through before she ultimately expired. Thinking back fondly to how she’d killed her own mother with her horrendous farts alone, Savanah sighed at the memory before looking back towards her newest toy.
“Alright then, I’ll be in the next room getting things underway with our brave volunteer here,” the giantess said as she stood up. “You two, just hang out or whatever, and I’ll have some piping-hot Savanah slop ready for you two later! Jazz, you might want to say bye to your mommy…”
“I love you darling!” Bernice wailed up to her daughter, before looking to Katie. “She’s going to be okay, right? What’s she even doing to her?”
“I wish I could tell you,” the younger tiny muttered back in reply. “But in the meantime, I say we follow through with my plan so that we can get out of here and save your daughter.”
“M-mama,” Jazz cried in fear as Savanah carried her off. “I-I don’t want to do this anymore, can we trade?”
It was far too late for regrets, however, and the sadistic giantess and her new catch disappeared into the basement’s second room, a place that Katie had nothing but horrible memories of.
“Alright, I don’t know how much time we have, so let’s make this quick,” the older Cunningham explained urgently, helping Bernice to her feet.
“How do we get out of here?” the mother asked. “I-I have so many questions. Who is your sister? Why does she do this? And why-”
“Let’s explain everything to the cops once we get out of here,” Katie cut her off, before digging around some of the gross, dried-in feces that lay in one of the enclosure’s filthy corners, before picking up what looked like a thin, black rope that was seemingly disguised as one of the balls of old feces that Savanah had uncaringly left in there with the tinies.
“Where did you get that rope?” Bernice asked, watching as her fellow captive unraveled it. It had a wet, slimy appearance to it.
“My sister feeds me this slop that usually contains chunks of her body hair in it,” Katie explained, shuddering with disgust at the thought. “It took me almost a whole month, but I’ve been slowly tying those pieces together to fashion this rope for my escape. I figured with your help, we can both spring this place together.
“That’s disgusting!” Bernice groaned as she looked at the rope. “But I guess if it gets us out of here. I know you’ve been here much longer than us, hun, but if I have to even look at your sister’s big butt one more time…
“Well then let’s not waste any more time,” Katie smirked as she threw the nasty piece of improvised twine over the edge of the glass aquarium, letting out a triumphant ‘yes!’ as the other end snagged the bottom of the dresser. Lucky for them, Savanah had failed to put the enclosure back on top of the drawers where it normally sat.
“I’ll let you go first,” the mother commented as she looked at the rope hesitantly, to which Katie wasted no time in scrambling up the thin bit of string. Struggling over the solid glass, the tiny panted as she almost fell flat on her face as she slid down and landed on the basement floor.
“Hurry up!” Katie yelled excitedly as she was more than ready to get her escape plan on the way. “Trust me, you don’t want to get caught by my sister.”
It took Bernice a lot longer to climb the disgusting bit of rope, her hands trembling as she slowly ascended her way up to the top. Katie thought she was about to lose her new acquaintance as the older woman almost tumbled down to the floor while she struggled in lowering herself over the other side.
“Okay then,” Bernice coughed as she panted on the cool, tiled basement floor. “What’s next?”
“I hope you’re not scared of heights,” Katie replied as she pointed towards the nearby, disposed recliner that offered a boost to the high-up window. “Because that’s where we’re going.”
The new tiny felt a pang a fear throughout her body as she looked at the treacherous road ahead of them, though such a journey would be worth embarking on if it meant that she and Katie would be able to flee more disgusting tortures at the hands of Savanah. It was then when Bernice began to really worry about her daughter, where the trembling mother couldn’t even begin to imagine what Jazz was potentially going through.
Chapter 3: Lab Rat
“Okie-dokie, what was your name again?” Savanah asked her victim as she began to wrap a thick piece of duct tape around the tiny. “Razz? Snazz? Bazz?”
“Jazz,” the formerly-red haired girl muttered, voice shaking as she struggled slightly in her binds. “W-what are you going to do to me now?”
“Ah see I was curious about just how much the average human can endure of my gas before their lungs or body fails,” Savanah replied casually, before patting her pudgy stomach. “Remember those atomic nachos that I had on our date? Ghost peppers seem to produce something truly inhuman in me.”
“What do you mean until my body fails? Farts can’t kill people” Jazz asked nervously, sweat accumulating on her forehead.
“Well, that’s what we’re here to find out!” the giantess exclaimed with a grin as she began to pull out a strange-looking hose, where she inserted one end between her humungous buttcheeks while taking the other end and attaching a strange, mask-like appendage to it. Before the tiny could protest further, Savanah put the small, doll-sized mask on her new victim and strapped it in tightly to ensure that it wouldn’t come off.
“I think you know where this is going,” the cruel woman teased with a nod, catching Jazz’s fearful glance towards the hose that led directly into her monstrous ass. “Experiment #1: tolerance test for my super-heated, gnarly ghost pepper farts.”
“Mmmmpphh!!” the tiny squealed in horror, the tight-fitting mask obscuring her speech. Savanah wasn’t going to let her just sit there and endure the incoming gas-storm, however.
“Say, how about I slip you in my booty crack during the experiment,” the giantess suggested as she picked up the restrained young woman and pushed her snuggly between her mountainous buttcheeks, causing Jazz to immediately start bucking and struggling at being introduced to the swampy, stinky environment. Pulling up a stinky, unwashed pair of tight, black leggings, Savanah effectively sealed her prisoner alive inside the horrific, inhumanly smelly crevice as she heaved the waistband over the bottom of her great, bulging belly.
“Alright, let’s get this show on the road!” Savanah groaned, rubbing her bubbling gut as she sat upon the small office chair that adorned the little office space, the crushing pressure of her intense weight further adding to the suffering of her little victim. “ooohhh this one is gonna burn my butt…”
An almost completely silent, scorching SBD fart slowly wafted out from between the sweat-saturated, unwiped canyon that was Savanah’s asscrack, where just as the giantess had suggested, the stench-heavy blast created a burning sensation across her delicate anus. The smell took almost a full minute to actually reach the bbw’s nose, though with the hose connecting Jazz’s face directly to her butthole, the tiny began a loud, unending scream almost immediately as she got a good, long whiff of the incredibly noxious odor. Off the bat, the shrunken young woman could tell that this fart was far different than the ones she’d experienced earlier, where rather than simply gagging and retching, the poor thing was struck
with uncontrollable coughing and wheezing, throatily gasping into the mask at a constant leak of gas that smelled of fermented cabbage, rotten fish, and a spicy hint of diarrhea. Eyes twitching in the utter darkness that was her captor’s ass, Jazz moved every muscle available to her as her mind throbbed at the inhuman odors that she was forced to inhale.
“Yikes, I don’t know if this is hurting you or me more,” Savanah groaned again as another butt-burner slipped out from deep within her colon. “But at least your constant screaming tells me that you’re still alive. The experiment continues!”
Through her sustained cruelty, the giantess carried on feeding her poor victim legions of the ghost pepper farts, not caring just how much of the noxious reek was being forced down the frantic tiny’s lungs. Her entire body sandwiched between the heavy woman’s buttcheeks, Jazz’s experience was made even worse as she was forced to be in constant contact with her captor’s disgusting, filthy crack, where her tolerance to anything disgusting had long since cracked and the shrunken young woman was currently writhing through her 3rd mental breakdown. Her nose on fire from smelling nothing but Savanah’s ass combined with some of her worse farts fed directly into her nostrils, Jazz fainted once or twice during the first five minutes, where she’d always be forced back to consciousness by the horrid smell.
“C’mon, Bernice, you can do it!” Katie encouraged her partner from the top of the lounge chair. “You’re so close, just a little further!”
Struggling as she climbed up the recliner’s leather surface, the tiny mother was in the process of making it to the top after a long ascent, where her younger counterpart was almost beginning to regret taking her fellow captive with her due to how slow she’d been. Nonetheless, Katie was determined to get them both out of there.
“There we are, up you come,” the older Cunningham smiled as she helped boost Bernice up and over the top of the chair. “This window here should be a breeze, trust me.”
The window ledge directly above the recliner served as a great place for the two women to catch their breath, before Katie walked right up to the small, rectangular pane of glass and gave it a small push. It opened with ease.
“See, Savanah used to order fast food to the house and make me bring it to her through the window,” Katie explained as the pair began to hesitantly walk outside, where she closed her eyes in bliss at feeling direct sunlight on her body for the first time in many, many, many days.
“Did you two used to get along?” Bernice asked, blinking in the bright, later-afternoon sun as she followed her fellow captive.
“Nah, Savanah would always threaten to fart in my face to wake me up if I didn’t do her bidding,” Katie replied with a shudder, before beginning to sprint further into the yard. “I don’t want to speak too soon, Bernice, but I think we might be free!”
Seeing the backyard and the neighborhood for the first time in over a year made the tiny want to cry tears of joy. The setting sun created a picturesque, red sky as the sounds of
chirping birds and one of the neighbors mowing the lawn created an ambience that Katie long since forgotten.
“Thank you so much for getting us out, Katie, my daughter and I wouldn’t have lasted a day in there,” Bernice smiled as the two made their way across the yard. “I know it’s a lot to ask since you’ve been trapped in here a while, but I’m worried for Jazz. Could we free her now?”
“There’s a window that overlooks the room that they’re in right over there,” Katie replied, pointing back to the house at a window that was around 10 feet away from the one they’d escaped through. “You can go check on her, but I’m out of here! I’ll worry about getting my sister caught once I’m safe.”
Nodding in acknowledgment, Bernice ran back towards the house as the two tinies separated, where Katie kept on advancing towards the fence that bordered the yard. Reaching the window, the mother peered down as she attempted to spot her daughter.
“Fart #28 and the subject is still alive!” Savanah remarked as she let out yet another noxious leek into the hose connected to her victim’s face. “Her struggles have grown fainter after every blast, but she’s still alive! Now that’s what I call a miracle.”
The entirety of the small room reeked of the giantess’ farts, where any outsider who entered would have encountered quite the dizzying, noxious environment as the eruptions had created a visible green haze within the enclosed space.
“Alright, I’m going to end experiment #1 here and maybe note that I can increase the potency of my gas in the future,” Savanah noted again to the camera and tripod that she’d been recording with on the other side of the room. Pulling down her leggings, the giantess removed the slimy, sweat-slicked tiny from her buttcrack and laughed hysterically at the girl’s new appearance.
“Damn, did I suck the color from you or something?” she cackled as she noticed Jazz’s grey-brown skin, the revoltingness of her ass having dyed the poor girl a sickly color to compliment the horrendous environment that she’d been stuck in. “What’s wrong with you now? You look crazy.”
What Savanah was commenting on was the bald girl’s spinning eyes, her gaze drifting around the room as she appeared to be in a deep daze. Nose twitching as the super-heated, rancid air finished escaping her opened leggings, the giantess herself let out a gag at the pure putridness of her own fart.
“Damn! Note: these tight leggings of mine captured every single previous fart. It’s a miracle that Razz here isn’t dead!” Savanah remarked excitedly, before un-taping the shuddering girl’s body and removing the mask from her delirious face. What happened next sent a tickle of sadism down the evil woman’s spine.
“Amazing! Look at her go,” the plus-size terror exclaimed as she observed Jazz immediately begin to claw at her own face the second her hands were freed, drawing long, bloody scratches over her filth-covered skin. “Subject appears to be so desperate to be rid of
the smell of my farts that she’s attempting to scrape off her own nose! Incredible, I want to see how much further I can take this dumb cunt.”
Sobbing hysterically, Jazz’s brain had been somewhat damaged from the inhuman expulsions that she’d been subject to for the better part of an hour, where she was largely in a world of her own as her head struggled to conceptualize the horrific stench that she’d been forced to breathe. Her body was treating the giantess’ foul gas as some sort of toxin.
“Mama! Mama, down here!” the tiny suddenly shrieked as blood slowly trickled down here face. Savanah raised an eyebrow and steered her head towards where Jazz was looking, only to spot Bernice peering down at them from the basement window with a frozen, horrified expression on her face.
“Crap, are you serious?” Savanah growled as her hands curled into fists, angrily standing up as she marched over to the basement stairs. “Be right back, lab rat, seems as if your mom has somehow flown the coop.”
“Katie, Katie! She saw me!” Bernice screamed frantically as she began running towards the fence where the other tiny was already scanning the perimeter for a way out.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Katie moaned as she face palmed at her new acquaintance potentially blowing their fight to freedom. “Just get over here and help me find a way under this fence!”
Indeed, Francine Cunningham had gotten the house some of the best white-picket fences that money could buy, where the tightly-packed stakes of wood dotted the entirety of the backyard. While this made the residence stand out amongst the other picturesque houses, this unfortunately spelt bad news for the two shrunken people who were currently attempting to flee the premises.
“Fuck, I can’t find a single opening in this fence!” Katie stammered in frustration, desperately scouring the length of the barrier for a hole or a loose slat to push in.
“Katie, over there!” Bernice suddenly yelled, frantically pointing to a section on the other side of the yard. The bottom of one of the pickets had been heavily chewed, allowing enough space for a doll- or in this case, the tinies- to crawl underneath.
“That’s Miss Hinkle’s place next door, my Mom would always complain about her wiener dogs chewing up our fence!” the younger girl smiled. “Good spotting, Bernice, now let’s get out of here!”
The pair of desperate, mouse-sized women sprinted for their very lives as they fled towards the neighbor’s yard. As if to highlight their desperate flight, the shadows cast by the towering fences grew faster and faster with the setting sun, the encroaching darkness close to concealing the tinies from the sight of the giantess who was no doubt in quick pursuit. They were almost home free, Katie had even begun to plan out how she was going to explain the situation to the elderly Miss Hinkle next door.
Until, of course, their luck immediately reversed.
“Go long!!” Savanah yelled at the top of her lungs as she threw a rugby ball into the yard from the backdoor, the massive, leather ball crashing down hard a mere few inches from the fleeing, shrunken girls. Screaming in shock, the two collapsed from the impact, where Katie further hit her head on the ground and found herself knocked out cold from the blow.
“Awe crap, did I kill Katie?” the giantess scoffed as she trotted over to the two, where Bernice was greatly disturbed at how she seemed annoyed rather than gravely concerned.
“P-please, have mercy!” Bernice begged as she immediately dropped to her knees, her instincts telling her that continuing her flight was pointless. “And please tell me my daughter is okay!”
“Ohh boy, do I have quite the footage to show you later!” Savanah cackled she picked up both the shrunken girls. “Oh thank God, Katie is just sleeping. I have so much more butt torture to get through with her before she croaks.”
With that, yet another escape attempt had fallen flat on Katie Cunningham’s face, where her new accomplice would have to share in the humiliation of defeat as well this time. Bernice’s heart beat rapidly at the thoughts of what the cruel, sadistic woman who had captured her would do now. Worse yet, the mother feared what had become of her daughter, where Savanah seemed to have condemned the poor, young tiny to her gruesome experiments. The footage that she was later forced to watch of her beloved child suffering greatly at inhaling the cruel bbw’s reeking, inhuman farts was pure torture.
Back at the house in the basement dungeon, Savanah would come to introduce her two main prisoners with a sort of sadistic role play that she would force them to participate in for
the coming weeks, all while she continued her horrifying endurance experimentation on Jazz, where the giantess was having great fun constantly pushing the unfortunate tiny to the brink of death.
3 Weeks Later…
“Mommy!” Savanah yelled obnoxiously from her prone position on the large, plush recliner that she sat her fat ass on. “Your precious and most favorite daughter, Savanah, wants her lunch now!”
“Y-yes, dear, how may I help you?” Bernice replied as she trembled out from behind an empty McDonalds bag that sat on the coffee table in front of the recliner.
Dressed in a cute little apron fit for a doll, the tiny’s body displayed a frequent use by the giantess, with dried, caked-on feces and sticky ass juice coating the majority of her scrawny figure, even the top of her now-bald head. Apart from acting as a buttplug/fart slave for Savanah, Bernice’s new role in life was to act as a sort of surrogate mother to the bratty, sadistic young woman, a job which was both humiliating and infuriating as the older woman was forced to treat her captor as a beloved daughter and act as if she was happy to do so.
“Like I said, I want my lunch now, mommy,” Savanah insisted again as she crossed her arms and pouted, wearing nothing but a massive pair of stretchy, white panties as her bare breasts hung shamelessly in front of her. “Didn’t you see that bag of Arby’s I had down by the other end of the table? I want you to feed me those 3 sandwiches in there.”
“P-please, Savanah, I’m so, so tired,” Bernice mumbled, her lips quivering. “You had me strapped to your ass all night, I couldn’t sleep a wink!”
“Do you want your darling daughter to starve?” the giantess balked. “Feed me, or else you’re going up my ass until I feel like it, which is currently sitting at about a week.”
Choking back a sob, Bernice summoned all her strength and made her way to the aforementioned Arby’s bag, where she then laboriously dragged the first sandwich out of it and pulled it all the way over to the immense, slobby woman seated in front of her. Panting as her weak legs trembled, the unfortunate tiny watched as Savanah snatched up the roast beef burger and took a large, sloppy bite.
“Mmmm, that’s the stuff,” the bbw munched as she shamelessly talked with her mouth full. “You’re lucky I just make you bring my food to my hand, at least I’m not making you feed it to me.”
“O-of course, darling,” Bernice whimpered as she bowed to her captor.
Smirking while her slave went to fetch her another sandwich, Savanah spread her gargantuan thighs to reveal a distinctly Human shape wedged down the front of her tight, white panties.
“Katie, my little sister,” the giantess spoke down to her crotch as she grabbed the garment’s waistband and pulled it open to reveal her soaking-wet, disheveled husk of a sibling. “Why have you stopped licking my pussy?”
“I-I can’t breathe down here!” Katie wept, a bead of her sister’s crotch sweat dripping down her face after being crammed against Savanah’s crotch for the last 2 hours. “Your farts, they’re so, so bad! I’m fucking dizzy down here.”
Katie, meanwhile, had been forced to pretend to be Savanah’s younger sister for the last few weeks, where the massive tormentor had talked down to the struggling tiny much more vigorously. Like Bernice, she was condemned to utmost servitude and the fulfillment of any ‘wish’ that her ‘older’ sister had.
“Stop complaining, I’ve been holding my poo in for the last 6 hours,” the giantess scoffed. “I’ve got a whole new round of tortures planned for my subject in the backroom, so I’ve been fermenting my gas to see if she can survive this next batch!”
“Can I at least get a break?” Katie begged. “My mouth is killing me, I fucking hate doing this, you know that!”
“Duh, that’s why I make you do it, my darling LITTLE sister,” Savanah smirked as she released the hold on her underwear’s waistband, causing the panties to snap back shut and reseal her sibling back inside. Grunting, the bbw let out another explosive, putrid fart that quickly filled the entirety of her undies, giggling as she felt Katie begin to squirm and squeal at the intense, stale, pungent reek of overflowed portapotty.
“C-can I please see my daughter?” Bernice pleaded, clasping her hands together as she got down on her knees again. “Just let me see that my baby is okay, please, please!”
“Who cares about Jazz, I’m your daughter now,” Savanah cackled. “You wouldn’t want to see her anyway, she’s huffed so many of my nastiest farts that she probably doesn’t even remember you anymore!”
The mother collapsed into sobbing as she was helpless to ease the immense suffering that her poor child was obviously going through, but naturally her captor was completely indifferent. To her, she deserved this.
“I think Katie has had enough, though,” the giantess said as she began to rub her nipples. “What do you say, mommy, want to lick my ass for a bit before I get ready to feed Jazz my farts again?”
“P-please, please no,” the older woman wailed. “I’ll do anything, just please no more tasting your ass, I can’t, I can’t!”
“Do it, or I’ll shit right on top of your precious daughter. Then, I’ll make you dig her out with only your tongue, and if she dies, then that’s on you!” Savanah growled sadistically, standing up to pull open her waistband from the back. “Just for that refusal, I’m keeping Katie in there too, now you two will be licking me from both ends.”
The cries and sobs of the two captives would bellow throughout the basement all through the night as they lay submerged in Savanah’s underwear, forced to endure countless, stinky, fermenting farts all the while. Bernice naturally had it worse as she took each mind destroying, eye watering blasts of gas directly to the face, but even through her gags, the concerned mother was worried sick about what was happening to her real daughter.
A different kind of screaming could be heard from the basement’s second room, the screams of someone whose mind was in the process of collapsing from the utter disgustingness of some of the most rank, revolting farts imaginable, while Savanah continued her merciless, cruel experiments of endurance for yet another day…
PART 8
Chapter 1: Final Straw
Approximately Three Years Ago:
A 19-year-old Katie Cunningham sat back against the plush, floral pillows that were at the head of her full-sized bed, the sheets and comforter neatly spread across the top of the mattress to make the sleeping area look most inviting. Nervously brushing her gorgeous, brunette locks, Katie’s eyes darted to the digital clock on the nightstand for the millionth time that hour, her heart racing with anticipation. Gifted with brains and commonsense, Katie was able to face almost any challenge head on, but the innocent, bashful young woman was about to meet a trial that she had almost zero experience with: hanging out with a guy.
Despite being a young adult, the timid Katie had few experiences with the opposite sex, though she was hoping to change her fortunes that very afternoon. She’d invited a handsome young man who she knew back in high school, a well-spoken dude known as Thomas, to her house. Enamored by her beauty and innocence, the gentleman was on his way to the Cunningham family home to meet Katie, where they would hopefully have a comfy date night of watching Netflix…and maybe more.
The sound of heavy, thundering footfalls emitted from the hallway outside the bedroom door, causing Katie to sit up straight, her body tensing as she knew who those footsteps likely belonged to.
“Yo, Katie, some hottie is at the door,” a 17-year-old Savanah called obnoxiously as she appeared in the doorway, shamelessly donning a white undershirt that was logged with sweat stains, as well as an ill-fitting pair of purple panties that were on the verge of being destroyed by the pale, slobby bbw’s thick, thick thighs. “He claims that he’s here to see you, but who would want to see your ugly self?”
“T-that’s Thomas,” Katie murmured, backing up against her pillows. “Tell him he can come up now, but please, Savanah, just leave us alone for the night. He’s my date.”
“What? That stud down there is legit into you?” Savanah growled, pouting like a child as she crossed her arms over her massive, jiggling breasts. “That’s not fair! I’m way hotter than you, yet you’re the one scoring the dudes?”
“H-he’s the first boy I’ve ever had over,” Katie insisted in defense. “I want this to be perfect. Please, Savanah, just don’t do anything to ruin it.”
“How could you be so selfish, Katie?” the towering, curvaceous young woman whined, stepping into the room as she put herself between the door and her sibling. “It’s so selfish bringing a man for yourself in here when your poor, poor little sister is here sexually starving…”
“S-Savanah, what are you doing?” the older woman whimpered, backing right up against the head of her bed as her sister advanced towards her like some voluptuous monster.
Dirty-blonde locks spread messily down the sides of her face, Savanah climbed onto the bed, which creaked beneath her heavy weight, and began to crawl towards her sister, cornering her right against the pillows.
“Your sissy need some sexual relief, Katie,” the hefty teen cooed as a devilish smirk spread across her chubby lips. “I think you know where this is going…”
“Oh God, oh God no, Savanah, please, anything but!-”
Katie’s pious cries were rapidly silenced as her massive sister quickly spun around and dropped her weighty ass right on top of her face. Bouncing a little on the springy bed, Savanah smirked with satisfaction as she wiggled her hips while she allowed her fullweight to settle on top of her sister, moaning as she felt Katie’s face slide up her sweaty, stinking buttcrack.
“I havn’t sat on your face in a while, Kate, and oh my God,” Savanah moaned loudly, reaching for her crotch. “I’m already so, so wet.”
Her nose barely separated from her sister’s stinkhole by a thin, unwashed pair of purple panties, Katie began to buck and writhe beneath her massive sibling as her hands reached up to punch and claw at the titanic thighs that were currently resting atop her face, whimpering loudly as she took in the hot stench of the gargantuan booty that her head had sunk into.
“Mmmm that’s it, fight me, bitch,” Savanah cooed as she bounced in place, shivering in sexual excitement as she felt her butthole repeatedly poke against the nose of the face that she was sitting upon. “Oooh I feel a fart coming. Take it, get ready to take it…”
An enormous fart rumbled out from beneath the hefty woman, blasting her sister’s poor face with a stinky, sulfur-ridden bomb that immediately caused Katie to gag loudly into her sibling’s behind as Savanah continued shamelessly flicking her clit to the feeling of facesitting her favorite victim. Orgasming hard upon listening to Katie retch on her farts, the crude, abusive bbw looked up just in time to see the handsome, built, well-groomed young man from the front door who was now standing in the doorway of the bedroom, his jaw wide open as he observed the horrendous spectacle.
“Mmm you must be Thomas,” Savanah smirked as she continued riding her sister’s face. “Sorry, Katie is a little preoccupied, eating my ass and all that,”
“I, uh, what?” the man named Thomas replied, mouth still agape at the bizarre sight. “A aren’t you her sister?”
“Yes, she’s a real freak,” the huge bbw explained as she grinded her stinking rear on Katie’s face, which was completely buried between her twin, cellulite-ridden globes. “She likes when I do this without showering, plus she loves when I start farting too…”
“Wow, alrighty then,” Thomas murmured, backing away. “Ah, I think I’m just going to go then. Wouldn’t want to interrupt whatever- this, is.”
Cackling to the roof, Savanah continued to ride upon her sister’s face and shower her with more farts, where a miserable Katie would eventually be let up to find that Thomas had fled and blocked her number, having been greatly disturbed by what he saw in the bedroom. It was this incident that caused the older Cunningham sister to accept her college’s apprenticeship program, and move away from home as soon as possible. For those two years,
life was sweet, until that fateful day when Katie had made the grave error of visiting her childhood home.
And back in the present day…
“Jazz? Yoo-hoo, you still with me? Savanah asked as she slapped the motionless woman that she’d stringed up from the ceiling of the basement’s second room, her small, shrunken body dangling there by the wrists as the giantess prepared to begin another day of torture.
“Lurrrrr- ah? Blah bah, bah?” the formerly-red headed girl stammered incoherently, causing Savanah to smirk upon seeing the dazed tiny’s eyes spin, a feeling of pride welling up in her chest at having utterly destroyed the shrunken young woman’s mind over the course of several months with some of the most gruesome, disgusting, inhuman experiments imaginable.
Indeed, it had been nearly half year since the bratty, selfish, pure-evil Savanah Cunningham had shrunk and kidnapped Bernice and Jazz, a mother and daughter pair that the sadistic bbw had met by setting up a date with each one. While Bernice was forced to act as Savanah’s surrogate mother, Jazz received the raw end of the deal: eager to discover the secret of killing someone with farts alone, the giantess had been committed to trying countess experiments on the poor girl. These experiments dealt with Savanah trying to increase the potency and frequency of her gas, enthusiastically trying to recreate the same noxious combo that would turn her farts into the bioweapon that had killed her own mom over a year prior. So far, poor Jazz’s life was a living hell, and compared to the horrid, fart-related tortures that Katie and Bernice received on a daily basis as well, that was saying something.
With her days being spent taking fart after mind-destroying fart, Jazz’s mental state had sunken to the point of no return. The toxic gas that Savanah regularly fed her had obliterated her mind, where she’d forgotten English, her mom, even her own name at that point. Her giantess captor figured that she must have been on the cusp of finally finding the killer combo to give her gas the dose of lethality that she’d need to take Jazz.
“Ughh, I’m so ready to get this over with,” Savanah moaned as she rubbed her bulging gut, which was particularly bloated at that point, gurgling nosily as the fleshy expanse poked out in front of her more than usual. For 48 hours, she’d ate everything possible to upset her stomach, and then proceeded to hold in every single fart and dump that resulted from it.
Every. Single. One
Her stomach a bubbling powder keg, Savanah couldn’t help but grin at Jazz’s faraway gaze. The poor mind-melted tiny had no idea what was coming.
“Alright then, Jazz, if this doesn’t kill you, then I don’t know what will!” the giantess snickered as she turned around to face the hanging girl with her gargantuan naked ass, her boulder-like cheeks jiggling and wafting out a bit of the stale, sticky stench that lay trapped between them. With almost two days’ worth of fermenting, shit-fueled gas built up, Savanah
was about to release the equivalent of a nuclear bomb point blank at Jazz. Pushing down hard on the lower part of her stomach, the plus-size monster grunted and strained as if she was about to push out a baby, the gigantic gas-bomb in her colon truly feeling as if she were about to give birth.
“Ohhhhhh mmyyyyy Gooodddddd yessssss!!!” Savanah groaned as she quickly put a hand on each of her massive cheeks and spread them apart wide. A hurricane of hot, heavy, and incredibly putrid gas exploded from the giantess’ inflamed, burning anus, the scorching wind roasting her butthole with a noxious gust that would have been quite painful had it not been for the overwhelming sense of relief that Savanah was experiencing. Feeling as if she was letting go of an immense pressure, the farting bbw continued pushing down on her gut to aid in the expulsion of her gas, the plume of horrendously-smelling flatulence nosily exiting her rear and utterly blasting the poor young woman that was stringed up directly behind her anus.
Strands of reeking buttsweat, ass juice, and of course the typhoon of a fart slamming into Jazz like a runaway train, Savanah was filled with glee upon hearing a blood-curdling scream erupt from behind her, a sudden fight for survival awakening from her little prisoner as the stench of the behemoth release hit the giantess’ own nose. Gagging loudly as she felt bile rising in her own stomach, Savanah leaned against the wall to stop herself from falling over as she was assaulted by the deadly odor of some of the worst gas she’d ever produced- and that was saying something. Fanning the air around her chubby face, the dirty-blonde turned her head to witness her tiny victim bucking and kicking, her mouth open in an unending scream as she now emitted a strange, raspy, gasping sound.
“Well Jazz, I dare say I’ve outdone myself now!” Savanah teased as she held her breath to avoid smelling the putrid mess that she’d released from her rotten butt, grabbing the still screaming tiny and pressing her little head right against her slimy asshole. “I bet this is the killer stuff, so do me a favor and get a good, good whiff of it!”
Jazz fought against her captor’s giant hand for dear life as every instinct in her body tried to get her to move as far away from Savanah’s toxic weapon of an ass immediately, but the rope that was dangling her from the ceiling by the wrists kept her fixated in place as her entire body was pushed between the boulder-like, cellulite-laden buttcheeks of the sadistic giantess. Unwiped shit and ass sweat smearing her tiny form as it passed between the jiggly mountains, the shrunken young woman’s nose felt as if it was inhaling straight fire as the meaty stench of the fart was still lingering in the dark, swampy depths of the giant, reeking crack. Ahead of her was Savanah’s slimy, unwashed sphincter that glared angrily at the trembling young adult, staring her straight in the face like an untamed beast. Jazz let out a final, raspy cry of revulsion and pain as her face was cruelly passed right against the anus’ wrinkly, wet surface, her nose and mouth smothered deeply into the revolting texture.
“It’s been a pleasure, Jazz,” Savanah sighed as she began to strain herself. “If you see her, tell my Mom that I say ‘smell you later’!”
With that, another rancid explosion belched out of the giantess’ asshole, the deadly, unbreathable air that had become Savanah’s fart searing Jazz’s face and invading every orifice as it snaked its way into the writhing young woman’s lungs. Coughing as if she was choking on smoke from a bonfire, the tiny wheezed loudly as her movements ceased and her body went rigid as if she’d been inhaling a neurotoxin. Bloodshot eyes wide open as her face was continuously crammed against Savanah’s sphincter, Jazz’s mind became a frantic blur as her captor’s inhuman gas flowed evermore into her body, the intense, unstopping rankness of it all annihilating the poor girl’s every thought, every sense, and every sensation. The giantess was beyond mercy, and even took things a step further as she pushed a little harder on Jazz’s head,
inserting it completely into her rectum as she shivered with pleasure at feeling the little girl’s head slip on in.
For the next minute, Savanah’s fart dragged on, pelting Jazz nonstop with some of the worst gas that she’d ever created, and worse yet for the tiny, had her face directly inside the giantess’ ass the whole time. Tears streaming down her cheeks, the young woman continued sucking in the noxious fumes that smelt of rotten meat, fermented fruit, and a stale, almost pickle-like odor, her chest and stomach even inflating as she was pumped full of the hot, heavy gas, her lungs filled to the brim with a reek that would have churned even the most strongest of stomachs. Finally, the giantess sighed once again with satisfaction as she stood up straight while her gargantuan flatulence ceased.
The air in the small, enclosed room was now tainted with a sickly, foggy, mud-brown color, where Savanah fanned the air around her as she coughed at her own noxious creation. Tugging the rope that was hanging from the ceiling, the giantess pulled Jazz from out of her ass and stood back a little, looking upon the tiny as she hung there motionlessly.
“Jazz? You still with me?” Savanah asked as she slapped the hanging girl around, before checking her neck for a pulse. Smirking, she looked towards a camera in the corner of the room that had been recording the gruesome execution the whole time. “Well, well, well, I’ve finally done it. Jazz…has officially bit the dust! Or shit, in this case…”
In the next room, imprisoned in the glass aquarium that had served as their home for over half a year, Katie and Bernice watched the smartphone that Savanah had inserted inside the habitat for the sole purpose of showing them a live feed of their fellow tiny receiving the
gassing of a lifetime, horrified as they witnessed their captor’s immense farts taking a Human life.
“J-Jazz?” Bernice whimpered, tears in her eyes as the two shrunken women watched while Savanah continued laughing and poking at the now-motionless tiny dangling from the ceiling. “M-my baby! Jasmin!
“Maybes she’s fine, maybe she’s just knocked out!” Katie suggested, putting a reassuring hand on the shoulder of the older woman. “Her farts do that sometimes…”
“Dead, dead, dead!” Savanah sang childishly as if to confirm to Bernice that she’d just murdered her daughter. “Jazz is really dead, my farts fucking killed her, just like I already said!”
Weeping, the tiny mother fell to the floor of the container as the giantess continued mocking the deceased on the smartphone’s screen, overwhelmed with immense grief as she’d just watched her own child being killed right before her eyes. Katie, having lost her own mother in a similar fashion, felt nothing buy sympathy as she tried her best to comfort the fellow tiny.
“It’s okay, if you think about it, she’s escaped!” the younger woman suggested, insinuating that Jazz was in a better place. “Where she is now, there is no suffering, no farts…”
“Alrighty, Bernie, any last words to your daughter?” Savanah suddenly exclaimed as the door to the basement’s second room burst open, where the giantess walked out while holding the corpse of her latest victim like a piece of trash.
“My baby!! Jasmin, my baby girl!!” Bernice exclaimed through her sobs, trembling at seeing her beloved daughter dangle there like a little doll.
“Those are some lame last words,” the humongous bbw commented with a shrug. “Oh well, like the little shit that she was, she’s going down the toilet now.”
The tiny mother cried out as she watched her child being carried off to the washroom, before the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard, and Savanah returned empty-handed.
“Anywho, I feel like I still have some of that gas bubbling around in there,” the giantess explained as she rubbed her bulbous, squishy belly. “You guys want a sample of some of the nastiest farts I’ve ever created?”
As if they had a choice, the two shrunken women watched helplessly as Savanah walked right over to the dresser and removed the aquarium from its perch, placing the glass container on the floor while she squatted over it like she had done countless times in the past. Unlike most times, however, the hulking bbw actually sat on the habitat somewhat, her gargantuan ass completely covering the top of the enclosed space while her jiggly buttcheaks spread open to give the prisoners within a great view of her sweat and shit-slicked crack as well as her bright-pink, extremely dirty anus.
Bernice was too overcome with utter grief to really pay Savanah much attention, but Katie instinctively shrank back against one of the aquarium’s glass walls, looking up at her sister’s stinking behind in horror as a deep gurgling sound could be heard in the giantess’ gut. Laughing to herself, Savanah let out a premeditated sigh as a low rumble wheezed out of the her rectum, belching a thick, humid, incredibly hot blast of gas into the container below as the glass walls immediately fogged up and the rancid air overcame the entire area.
Nose twitching as she took in a hesitant breath of the fart, Katie instantly collapsed to the aquarium’s floor as she gasped and wheezed on the putrid stench of fermenting compost and a sour, noxious pickle-esque odor. Clutching her nose and mouth, tears streamed out of the tiny’s red face as she let out a desperate cry while her chest pounded and throat retched every time she took in a ragged inhale of the monstrous gas. As Savanah had suggested, these farts were on a different level. It was easy to see how they were capable of eventually taking a Human life.
Bernice, meanwhile, seemed to have temporarily forgotten about the death of her daughter as she too fell to the floor, gagging loudly as her arms and legs shuddered violently at the toxic gas leaking into the habitat. Coupled with the loss of her child, the tiny mother experienced two consecutive mental breakdowns as Savanah mercilessly let another putrid wave of stink leak out of her rotten butt and further douse her two prisoners with some of the worst flatulence that she’d ever concocted.
“Mmm, you guys enjoying your taste?” the giantess cooed sarcastically, before a sudden thumping that sounded like something hitting against the glass could be heard. Lifting her weighty rear off of the aquarium, it was obvious what was making the noise.
“Katie! Stop it!” Savanah growled as she witnessed her older sister repeatedly smashing her own head against one of the glass walls, evidently trying to knock herself out or kill herself in order to avoid having to take another whiff of the otherworldly odor. Snatching the tiny body in her hand, the giantess lifted her convulsing sibling towards her bulbous booty cheeks. “If
you’re going to try to hurt yourself in there, then I’m going to have to put you in the padded room!”
“Oh God, no, please Savanah!” Katie begged. “I’ll be good, I’ll be good!”
It was too late, however, and with a great smirk, Savanah placed her older sibling inside the dark, slimly canyon that was her buttcrack, and immediately clenched her cheeks shut as the fleshy mountains compressed the tiny on all sides, smothering her in the hot, incredibly stinky prison that kept her firmly in place just in time to receive another point-blank, deadly fart. Giggling like a child, Savanah moaned as she enjoyed the feeling of Katie’s entire body shake and squirm desperately against her asshole, the burning, rancid odors showering the girl’s tiny form and riddling her with an unbreathable stink. Despite these very odors having killed Jazz moments ago, the sadistic bbw was confident that her sibling was hardly enough to avoid dying on the fumes.
Bernice, meanwhile, felt her mind fade into unconsciousness as she lay on her back, looking up at her captor while she continued gassing-out her fellow tiny, left to lie there and slowly inhale the lingering fart that still resided the in the aquarium. Each inhale of the intolerable fart sending a shudder vibrating through her shrunken body, Bernice’s left eye twitched as the unspeakable trauma of watching her child die while experiencing the continued misery of being forced to inhale the very stink that killed her. Darkness eventually consumed her mind, but unfortunately for her, the true nightmares would begin after she woke up.
Chapter 2: The Rebellious Spark
Bernice awoke hours later to the sound of mumbled gagging, where she opened her eyes just in time to see Savanah squatting over the aquarium again and ‘pooping’ Katie from out of her butthole. The stench of lingering fart from the colossal gas earlier still permeated the area, and it was obvious that the giantess’ older sister had been subject to the horrifying stench- from inside Savanah’s rectum. Dropping to the bottom of the tank, Katie trembled in mid-convulsion, her wide eyes looking desperately at Bernice as she murmured incoherently before retching again to the side.
“Oh calm down, Katie, it wasn’t that bad in there,” Savanah mocked. “At least you weren’t Jazz, she got it a hell of a lot worse.”
The tortured tiny seemed to disagree as she desperately began to wipe away at the nasty-brown smears that coated most of her bald body, whimpering as she continued shuddering with disgust. Bernice was thankful that she hadn’t shared the same fate, and couldn’t help but wonder if Savanah had maybe shown her an ounce of mercy due to the fact that she’d murdered her daughter minutes prior.
“Don’t worry, mommy, I haven’t forgotten about you!” the giantess exclaimed, peering down at the aquarium as if reading the shrunken mother’s mind. “I’ll treat you to giving me an anal orgasm via your tongue, I left lots of gas-blasted treats stuck to my butthole just for you!”
“P-please, just kill me,” Bernice whined, clutching her throbbing head. “I just want to be with my daughter, my baby.”
“Awe but mommy, I’m your new daughter now, and I’m so much better than stupid old Jazz!” Savanah insisted, completely unsympathetic. “I’m so generous and nice to my captives, aren’t I Katie?”
“Oh God, get it off, get it off!” Katie squealed to herself in intense revulsion, attempting to wipe a particularly nasty shit smear from her cheek.
“That reminds me, though, I have someone else that I’d like y’all to meet!” Savanah said as she snapped her fingers, as if just remembering something. “They say three is a crowd, and since we’re lacking a third tiny now, what better time to introduce you guys!”
The giantess then stomped off, leaving the two confused girls as they noticed their captor ascending the stairs. Scratching her head, Bernice turned to her fellow tiny,
“Has she ever kept anyone upstairs before?”
“Not that I know of, do you think she just captured someone?”
The two doll-sized women sat there perplexed, and Katie could swear that it looked like her older cellmate wanted to tell her something, but they were soon enough interrupted by Savanah returning to the basement, clutching something in her hand.
“Alright guys, I was keeping her in reserve, but give a warm welcome to your new buddy!” the giantess exclaimed excitedly as she lowered another shrunken girl into the aquarium. “Meet Carmen, everybody!”
A short, trembling young woman looked upon Katie and Bernice with wide, terrified eyes, a neat mop of shoulder-length black hair hiding her slender, trembling face by a thick set of bangs. Her body was slender and petite, and her naked body had a light tan to it. Standing a head shorter than the other captives, this girl looked to be younger as well, where Katie assumed she might have even been a teenager.
“H-hi,” Carmen whimpered, her eyes fixated on the bald heads of the other women. “Mistress Savanah has told me about you guys. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
Confused, Bernice and Katie were even more puzzled as the little girl bowed before the both of them.
“Yeah, Carmen was a pizza delivery girl who totally gave me some attitude one night,” Savanah explained. “I decided to do her a bit differently than you guys when I shrunk her, just for the hell of it. I’ve been stashing her in a hamster cage, and I’ve been making her worship me like some kind of goddess every single day- or else she gets the same punishments that I’ve been giving to y’all!”
“Does she really fart on you? Stick you in her ass?” Carmen asked the other girls. “That’s why I’ve been doing everything she says, I can’t imagine experiencing any of that!”
“She’s a decent kisser, but I figured that she’s still better suited in being my ass slave,” Savanah cackled, taking pleasure in her newest catch’s horrified expression. “She’s a fart-virgin, so I figured that a nice foursome with all of us will get her better acquainted with her new life.”
“B-but mistress!” Carmen protested. “You promised you wouldn’t put me near your ass! I’m going to do everything you tell me to do!”
‘Tough shit, I’m already being generous by not frying off your hair like I did to those ugly cunts,” the giantess chuckled, nodding towards the two bald tinies. “Now, Katie can tongue my clit, Bernie can tongue my asshole, and Carmen can go up it! Sound fair?”
Listening to all three of the shrunken women protest, whine, and complain did nothing but make Savanah hornier, and she was more than ready to break in her fresh prisoner. After removing everyone from the aquarium and climbing onto her bed, Savanah laid down on her back, spread her legs, and dared her little victims to do anything other than obey her direct order, herding them over to her huge, unwashed, curvaceous body. Their minds well-broken, Katie sniffled and choked back another disgusted sob as she climbed up her own sister’s thighs and crawled over the fleshy expanse to Savanah’s vagina, catching the scent of her sex. Reluctantly moving herself between the warm, moist folds, the tiny shuddered as she brought her tongue to the giant clitoris and began to lap away at its slimy surface, immediately sending a face of pleasure cascading through her sibling’s body.
“Mmm, atta girl, sis, I’m glad you know the program,” Savanah moaned as she sat back and relaxed as her own sister began to orally pleasure her. “Bernice, why don’t you lube up
Carmen using some of my booty sweat. Make sure she slides up there, or else it’ll be you spending some time in my asshole instead.”
“Y-yes, dear,” the tiny mom replied through gritted teeth, before turning to the newest shrunken prisoner. “Listen, this is going to be quite unpleasant, but I need you to cooperate with her for now. Just trust me, I have a plan.”
“Oh God, I couldn’t!” Carmen whined as she looked upon the giantess’ spread asscheeks, the dark, dank crack and the discolored, hairy butthole in the middle radiating a rotten stink of stagnant shit. “P-please don’t make me go in there.”
“Do as I say, you twiggy bitch,” Savanah uttered menacingly. “Or else you can forget about our arrangement. You’ll just suffer day and day out like these other two cunts.”
“N-no, Mistress, I’ll obey,” Carmen whimpered as she choked back a sob, getting down to the bedspread as she hesitantly crawled towards the stinking mass that was her captor’s rear end. She made it right up to the shit-encrusted, slimy anus before stopping dead in her tracks, gagging loudly as her body refused to take her any further upon reaching the filthy sight. Basking in the fuming heat of the unwiped asshole, Carmen was unprepared as she was suddenly shoved forward by Bernice from behind, the tiny mother’s arms roughly pushing the new girl face-first into the dirty orifice as her head slammed into the wrinkly, moist surface.
Bernice almost began to cry out of guilt, watching helplessly as Savanah then began to work her magic. As soon as she’d felt Carmen’s little face touch her butthole, the giantess immediately clenched her ass, catching the doll-sized girl’s face and effectively swallowing it. Screaming at the top of her lungs, the tiny was absolutely revolted while her abdomen was
slowly ‘eaten’ alive by their captor’s reeking anus, where the motions of Savanah clenching and unclenching her ass caused the writhing victim’s body to move forward and become more engulfed in the humongous rectum. It took a few gruesome minutes, but the sadistic bbw was eventually able to insert the tiny right up her butt without even touching her. Despite it being her action, Bernice had only reluctantly aided Savanah to further her own plot. For the time being, she needed all the girls to cooperate.
“Thanks, Bernie, but uh….I think you’re forgetting something?” the giantess grunted through a moan of pleasure, shimming her big booty.
“Y-yes, I’m on it,” the shrunken mother mumbled in despair as she now crawled towards her tormentor’s disgusting, filthy ass. Reaching the nastiest, most dank part of the unhygienic woman’s buttcrack, Bernice had to cover her nose and mouth several times to stop herself from gagging on the heinous smell. Pausing with her face mere inches from the pulsing, gurgling anus that was fuming its rotten stench in her face, the tiny closed her teary eyes and thought of her departed daughter. The rage, the devastation of having suffered so much at the hands of someone so evil. Grinding her teeth, Bernice tried to find strength in her anger. If she could bide her time for now, her strategy might have hope. With great reluctance, the trembling woman pressed her lips against the vile sphincter, and began drawing her tongue against its sweated surface, trying to ignore the distant, muffled screams coming from the other side.
“There we go, now the gang is all here!” Savanah giggled through another ecstatic moan. Katie was suffering, naturally, busily making out with the giantess’ sopping-wet clit, though she’d once again escaped with the ‘easy’ job. The crescendo of gags and retching from
down by Savanah’s butt told the horny young woman that despite her conviction, Bernice was in utter hell. Arms struggling to keep her body from passing out as she leaned against the bbw’s hairy, stinking rear, the tiny was a choking mess while she scraped her tongue over as much of her captor’s wrinkly anus as she could cover, shivering at the horrendously vile taste of pure shit and panting heavily as she dry heaved in the sickening, putrid environment.
“Don’t forget to eat the yummy snacks that I left for you down there!” Savanah cackled cruelly as she reached down to press the shrunken mother right her anus. “They’re some delicious berries…dingleberries, that is!”
Caught in some of the bbw’s untrimmed anal hair were scattered clumps of hardened, unwiped shit, making a bad situation worse for Bernice as the giantess fully expected her to consume the globs of real excrement. Weeping loudly as she was firmly pressed right into that swampy, putrid pit, the tiny somehow found the strength to open her mouth and take in one of the scraps of crap, chewing its mushy texture and swallowing it as fast as she could. Unfortunately, this did not rid her of the taste, and poor Bernice soon found herself passing out for a second as her body went stiff while she suffered a panic attack so massive, that it took years off of her lifespan there and then.
“See, am I not the better daughter or what?” Savanah sighed with satisfaction as she listened to the sound of her victim choking on her shit, the ecstatic feeling amplified by her sibling that was still tonguing her vagina like her life depended on it. “Mmm that’s good, Katie, keep that up- oh, Carmen is putting up a great fight in there- fuck, I feel like I’m about to cum already!”
Buried from view in a place arguably worse than the pits of hell, the newest addition to Savanah’s collection of shrunken prisoners was currently suffering tremendously as she squirmed and kicked with all her might in the crushing darkness that was the giantess’ rectum, her body compressed on all sides by the tight insides of the anus and nearly choking to death on the unbearable stench of colon. Carmen wept loudly as she kept up her unending screams of terror and disgust, her struggling limbs constantly brushing against the slimy texture of smeared-in shit and her tortured nose burning at the intolerable reek. Though Savanah had promised to allow her to keep her hair, among other things, the gorgeous locks atop the young woman’s hair were now thoroughly filthy with Human waste and adding to the poor girl’s mental anguish. Basking in the intense heat and otherworldly odors of the inside of the vile giantess’ ass, Carmen figured that at the very least, the worst of what she could experience from her captor was over. It wasn’t.
Her unprepared face feeling as if it was going to be torn from her head, the short young woman took a fart directly from inside Savanah’s ass, the blast of putrid gas slamming into her like a falling boulder and scorching her entire body with a furious, noxious odor that would embed itself into the wailing girl’s body for days to come. Gasping and choking loudly on the sudden flatulence, Carmen kept feeling as if she was on death’s door as her vision went blurry in the dimness of Savanah’s rectum, each breath feeling as if a part of her soul was dying as the heavy smell of curdled cheese and spoiled milk held her running nose hostage.
“Fuck yeah, enjoy that gas, you little bitches!” the obnoxious giantess grunted as she orgasmed, mercilessly releasing a gigantic fart that would immediately effect the three tiny women positioned around her ass. Where Carmen took the beast of a blast from directly inside
Savanah’s ass, the sudden explosion of air caused Bernice to fly several feet away, where she lay on her back dazed for a second, before collapsing into dry-heaves at the horrible smell. Katie, meanwhile, merely trembled and shook as the warm, thick fart rose up from her sister’s cotch and engulfed her in its insidious stink while her body grew saturated in Savanah’s juices.
Feeling very satisfied with herself, the cruel giantess naturally demanded a second orgasm from her troupe of slaves, where she continued showing unmatched cruelty for the rest of the afternoon.
“I don’t care if you’ve already eaten 10, Bernie, keep eating the snacks that I made for you!” Savanah yelled childishly as the tiny mother gagged down yet another mouthful of crap. “And Katie, you started off so strong, but your tongue game is getting weak, girl! Also, Carmen, good job taking my SBDs like a champ. I can’t smell a thing from up here!”
As if she had a choice, Carmen had been paralyzed by Savanah’s cloying gas bombs as she lay there in the moist, vile silence of the giantess’ rectum while another searing fart wheezed past her, gagging gently as she took the ragged stink into her lungs. Fortunately for her, per some prearranged deal, the newest tiny would soon be ‘pooped’ out of Savanah’s ass and allowed some brief respite while the other two girls finished off pleasing the unthankful bbw.
“Stop complaining, Carmen, it wasn’t that bad in there!” Savanah snorted as she began to recover from orgasm #2, the strength of her climax forcing Katie from her crotch and causing her to land with a splat next to Bernice. Finally somewhat satisfied, the giantess would return
all three girls to the aquarium as she went to go stuff her face with her newest feast that she’d ordered to the house.
“H-how have you guys lived this long?” Carmen asked her two cellmates after Savanah had disappeared. “I-I can’t think of anything else but the smell of her fucking ass! I can’t think about anything else!”
“I’m just going to keep trying to kill myself,” Katie said flatly. “Fuck life. Fuck this.”
“Don’t you dare think about wasting yourself, Katie!” Bernice roused as she stifled a gag from the taste of shit that was still on her tongue. “We can either lay down and die, or actually do something about our situation. I don’t know how onboard you might be on this, because at the end of the day, that bitch is your sister…but I have a plan.”
Carmen and Katie both glanced towards the shrunken mother, noticing a distinct, determined fire in her eyes. Despite her miserable experiences earlier, the tiny had a monumental goal that she wished to achieve before she died.
“I say…we kill Savanah,” Bernice suggested confidently. This widened the eyes of her audience.
“Kill her? Trust me, I would love to,” Katie chuckled. “But it’s impossible. Savanah has the best luck, there’s no way we’d be able to do anything without the plan instantly backfiring.”
“Fuck that, I’m with you on killing her!” Carmen blurted out. “I used to be a devout Christian, but that bitch made me kneel and bow to her upstairs like she was a fucking Goddess! I say we do anything we can to kill her!”
“Excellent! I actually had an idea,” Bernice continued. “If we can get out of this container, one of us can sneak into the bathroom, steal some medicine, and dump it down the sleeping cow’s throat to make her overdose!”
“You guys are crazy,” Katie said with a sigh, shaking her head. “It’s futile, I’m telling you.”
“C’mon, Katie, we need all the help we can get,” the older woman insisted. “I know she could very well kill us in the process, but wouldn’t you rather take her out so that she can’t enjoy life anymore? Kidnapping and torturing more people like us?”
Raising an eyebrow, Katie got up from her spot on the filthy aquarium floor and looked to the bundled makeshift rope of disgusting body hair that she’d fashioned, before tilting her head up to the edge of their prison as she considered a few possibilities.
“You know what…” Katie began with a smirk. “I gotta admit, if I’m planning on dying anyway, why not take out my extreme cunt of a sister before I go!”
“That’s the idea, Kate!” Bernice exclaimed. “Now, the plan is simple. One of us goes to get the pills, and the other two prepare to climb the bed and dump it into our giant friend’s throat.”
The three went over the strategy in greater detail, where Carmen in particular seemed very interested. Bernice assumed that this new girl had quite the grudge against Savanah already, but she was thankful for the added enthusiasm. Clutching her fists as the shrunken
women all planned the assassination of their captor, the scorned mother was more than eager to get ready to avenge her murdered daughter.
The thundering footsteps of the giantess descending the stairs told the tinies that their brief respite would soon be over, where Savanah burst back into the basement seconds later, having already scarfed down her grease-heavy meal upstairs, holding her large, expensive smart phone to her face.
“Alright, you nasty freaks, now that I’ve eaten all those deep fried cheese bites, my dairy intolerance should be acting up soon!” the obnoxious bbw laughed as she spoke to an unseen audience that she was streaming to. “I hope my dollies have recovered from earlier- Jazz has been retired, by the way, you can watch the video of her death for an extra $20!”
Walking over to the aquarium that she’d placed back atop her dresser, Savanah proceeded to lower her phone into the container and shove the camera in the faces of her disheveled prisoners.
“Look at these stupid morons, all shit-covered and stinky!” the giantess laughed cruelly, making sure that her viewers got a good look at the miserable, humiliated expressions on all three girls. “For Katie and Bernice, the smell is so ingrained on their skin that it’ll never wash off! Isn’t that hilarious?”
Katie glared into the camera as she sat their motionlessly, while Carmen scooted around the phone to hide her face as if deathly embarrassed. Bernice meanwhile gave both girls a reassuring smirk, as if quietly assuring them that all would be over soon if their plan was successful.
“What the hell do you look so happy about, Bernice?” Savanah snorted as she suddenly reached into the tank and withdrew the tiny mother. “Perhaps you’re super-pumped that your stupid, worthless daughter is dead, and now you get to take care of me instead!”
“Like hell I do!” Bernice growled suddenly. “I’d rather set myself on fire than ever call your ugly, disgusting ass my daughter!”
Shocked at the suddenly anger that erupted from her little prisoner, the giantess began laughing her cruel guffaw again as she zoomed in her phone’s camera at the tiny’s reddened, bald face.
“Oh really now?” Savanah said as she held the phone far apart to give her viewers a great look at her gargantuan rear, where she brought the shrunken woman around back to the outside her of horrendous, filthy buttcrack. “I bet I can convince you otherwise. Now, repeat after me: I love being your mother, Savanah!”
“Burn in hell,” Bernice muttered in response.
“Nah-uhhhhh, that’s not the right answer,” the giantess said sternly as she pushed the tiny between her vile, jiggly boulders and mashed her prisoner roughly against the slimy shithole that she’d been force to lick earlier. Grunting loudly, Savanah expelled a bellowing, echoing, absolutely putrid fart point-blank upon Bernice.
“Whew, there’s that cheese at work!” the sadist bbw remarked as she caught a whiff of the rotten blast. “And like clockwork, there’s the squirming! Tough shit, bitch.”
Her skin somewhat burned from the rancid flatulence that slammed into her like shit filled semi, Bernice’s body was forced into a series of bucking and writhing by her mind’s survival instinct, her mental fortitude collapsing almost in an instant as she inhaled the horrendous dairy-fueled fart. Coughing and choking loudly on the heavy fumes, the tiny began to whimper as her confidence from earlier quickly began to fade at this new round of gassing as the shit-slicked sphincter in front of her opened up to belch out another toxic wave.
“Damn, I know you can’t really see her since she’s buried in my nasty crack,” Savanah began to explain to her viewers. “But she’s really fighting in there! And it could all be over if she were to just tell me how happy she is to be my mother…”
Letting out another wet, revolting blast of pure stink, the giantess ensured that she got her camera as close to her big butt as possible, capturing the distant, muffled screams of the person trapped between the expansive asscheeks, her squirms causing the jello-like masses to jiggle slightly.
“Are you ready? Are you ready to cooperate yet?” Savanah asked as she accidently sharted with her next fart, coating Bernice in a hot shower if liquid shit. “Say it with me, mommy! ‘I looooove being your mother, Savanah!’”
“F-fuck you!” the excrement-covered tiny wailed before descending into a crescendo of gagging.
“Wrong answer again!” the giantess sighed as she let out an SBD, the putrid stench adding to the growing toxic concoction that was already festering in the deep, dank crack. “If
you don’t do what I say, Bernie, I’ll start forcing your mouth open. And you don’t want that, that’d be a lot of potential shit that can go in your mouth…”
Clenching her fists as she was continually held firmly against Savanah’s disgusting anus, Bernice trembled with revulsion as she wracked her brain for the strength that she needed to survive the ordeal. As much as she wanted to fight the humiliating, enraging demand, the tiny calmed herself down in order for her and her fellow prisoners to get their assassination plan underway.
“I-I’m so happy to be your new mother, Savanah,” Bernice murmured as blinked away some shit flecks that had gotten in her eyes.
“What? Sorry, couldn’t hear you over that fart,” the giantess giggled, zooming the camera in at her big booty. “Say that one more time, for me and my 20,000 viewers…”
“I’m so, so, so happy to be your mother, Savanah! I love it, I love it so much!!” Bernice wailed as tears of rage and humiliation flowed down her shit-covered face, which finally resulted in her being removed from her captor’s ass and thrown back into the aquarium.
“You heard it first, ladies and gentleman!” Savanah cackled as she zoomed out to give her viewers a good view of the aquarium, before reaching back in to this time retrieve Carmen. “Coming up next: my newest catch is going to worship me upstairs at my special, Savanah worship altar that I built!”
Carrying the wailing tiny away, Katie helped Bernice to her feet as the newly-filthied older woman trembled as she gently attempted to wipe the shit from her body.
“You okay?” Katie asked as she attempted to help clean her fellow captive.
“Yes, I’ll be fine,” Bernice replied as she glared up towards the basement stairs. “Let’s just…kill that bitch!!”
Smiling weakly, the older Cunningham began to talk again with her coconspirator as they eagerly awaited for Carmen to be returned, where the group of tinies would continue their plan to take out the woman that had caused them so much pain and misery.
Chapter 3: The Revolution
Bernice and Katie waited around in the basement for some time, sitting there in the dimly-lit room for what felt like ages. Katie in particular heard the doorbell ring at one point, where she and her fellow tiny listened intently to a conversation going on above, where Bernice could have sworn that she could detect a male voice as well.
“Probably just another delivery person bringing more food to her fat ass,” the younger girl suggested, before joining the tiny mother on the floor. “Do you think we’ll have to do the plan without Carmen? She’s been up there for a long time now.”
“We may have to do it with just the two of us, I’m afraid,” Bernice replied with a nod. It’ll be possible, but I guess there more of a chance of your sister catching us both if things go south.”
The pair continued to sit there in silence, waiting patiently for their horrid captor to return and go to bed for the night. Katie had often considered trying to escape during the night while her sister slept, seeing as how she seldom popped the lid back on the aquarium anymore, but trying to do anything in the expansive, pitch-black darkness of the basement posed a lot of risks. She and Bernice would be taking a huge chance just by executing the plan.
Finally, the stairs creaked as Savanah sleepily entered the room another few hours later, her naked, flabby, bulging stomach jiggling with every step as she yawned loudly while her wide hips swayed behind her. Walking wordlessly to the aquarium, the giantess tossed Carmen, who now seemed to be wearing a small pair of overalls, inside and promptly placed a heavy, black lid over top the glass container- where Bernice and Katie watched in horror as their assassination plot had already been halted there and then.
“Night night, morons!” Savanah cackled as she flicked off the basement lights, covering the entire floor in a thick blanket of darkness. Though they couldn’t see each other in the pitch blackness, the tinies could sense the disappointment hanging above the group.
“Fuck, of course now of all nights, she places a damn lid on us!” Bernice groaned as she began to pace the aquarium.
“No kidding, talk about unlucky,” Katie sighed, before feeling in the darkness for Carmen. “What did she do to you up there, anyway? And what’s with the overalls?”
“Ugh, it was terrible,” the newest tiny replied. “She made me kiss her butt and had me refer to it as my ‘girlfriend’. I had to kneel and worship it, calling it my divine goddess and everything. She threw these clothes on me because she said I reminded her of one of her dolls…but you guys will never guess what I was able to do.”
The two other girls crowded around their cellmate, their curiosity peaked. Rummaging in the large front pocket of her overalls, Carmen withdrew a set of tools that were revealed to a small, doll sized hammer and chisel.
“I stole them from her collection of doll accessories,” the tiny explained gleefully. “I think they came from her Barbie sculpture set or something. Feel them, they’re real metal, I can probably break us a hole out of this glass!”
“No way, seriously?” Bernice exclaimed, clapping her hands together. “That’s amazing, great job Carmen!”
“No kidding, that’s beyond lucky!” Katie commented, feeling hope rise in her chest for the first time in months. “Let’s get started right away, who knows how much time we have!”
The three shrunken women crowded around one of the glass walls, where Carmen took the lead and began to hammer the metal chisel into the paned surface. To their joy, the glass did indeed crack, and the smiling tiny wasted no time in repeatedly bashing away to slowly trace the smallest of holes in the wall to create a space big enough for the captives to crawl out of. Even in the relative silence of the darkened basement, the sound of the miniature hammer and chisel slowly breaking out of the aquarium didn’t seem to wake the slumbering Giantess. After an agonizing half hour, Carmen had completed a skinny opening on the lower end of the glass wall she’d been working on, where she tested herself by squeezing through it- only to end up on the other side.
Before the other two women could join their new best friend in freedom, the sounds of Savanah getting up could be heard in the distance, her heavy footfalls seemingly marching right towards them as all three girls froze in place. The footsteps seemed to grow distant again, and Katie could swear that she heard the stairs creak for a second. The group held their breath in complete silence for what felt like hours, listening for the sound of the humongous giantess
returning to bed. Bernice was just about to abort the mission, until they suddenly heard the thunderous marching breeze past them again, followed by the sound of someone hitting the bed. Upon hearing the creaking mattress stop and the snoring of its occupant continue, Katie nudged her two partners and the escapees once again proceeded with their plan.
Getting down from the dresser that the aquarium sat on served as the first obstacle for the tinies, but thankfully Carmen had noticed a discarded fruit by the foot wrapper precariously dangling over the edge. This allowed the shrunken women to repel down all the way to the floor, where they scampered in the darkness towards their first stop. Katie knew her way around, and was able to direct them to the edge of the bathroom rather quickly.
“I’ll get the pills out of the bathroom,” Carmen volunteered. “That dumb bitch was bragging about how she’d ordered cyanide capsules from the dark web, she was planning to tempt us with suicide and film it!”
“That cunt, but what luck! Cyanide will kill her really quickly!” Bernice exclaimed as she and Katie prepared to dash to the bed where the sadistic giantess was currently fast asleep on. Making it to the bottom of the overhanging bedspread, it was decided that Katie would climb to the top with the poison, while Bernice would serve as backup in case anything were to happen. From there, the two waited patiently for Carmen, who scampered out of the bathroom in a rather timely manner, dashing across the tiled floor with two large pills in her arms.
Panting as she reached her fellow captives, the newest tiny presented the cyanide capsules to Katie, who hesitated looking up at the bed.
“Are you going to be able to do this?” Bernice asked. “This is your sister we’re killing, after all.”
“Are you kidding?” Katie laughed. “I’m so, so, sooooo going to enjoy this! When you guys see me next, we’ll be free!”
Nodding in approval, Bernice and Carmen watched as Katie grabbed hold of the covers and began to climb up using only one arm, her other cradling one of the cyanide pills while the other girls kept the second one in reserve. Despite how disgusting it was, the ‘slop’ that Savanah fed her captives provided the ample nutrition needed for the required physical activity.
Heart racing at a million miles an hour, Katie eventually reached the top of the bed and wasted no time in sprinting towards her sister’s slumbering body. Hopping onto a leg, the tiny was beyond excited to do the dirty deed of taking a life, though she didn’t feel a shred of guilt about it, but rather, felt like she was about to do the world a huge favor by taking out the monster who’d already been responsible for taking several lives herself. As she ran across the giant body, which was unusually clothed, Katie still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Unlike previous escape plans, this one had gone off without a hitch so far, and on top of that, Savanah’s slumbering figure felt different. The shrunken woman didn’t have time to think, however, and upon climbing her sister’s head, felt in the pitch darkness for a mouth, and with a gleeful shriek of triumph, tossed the cyanide capsule past the opened, snoring lips.
“I did it ladies, I did it!” Katie yelled down towards the end of the best, resulting in a loud cheer from Bernice. As she prepared to witness the death of her own sister, freeing the tinies from their bondage, Katie could have sworn that she heard a laugh in the distance.
Suddenly, the basement lights flickered on.
Temporarily blinded by the abrupt brightness, Katie looked down to find herself not standing upon the head of her sibling- but of another familiar face.
“T-Thomas??” the tiny shrieked in horror upon gazing into the face of the man that she almost dated several years ago. “W-what the fuck are you doing here?”
Coughing back a snore, the young man’s eyes opened a second later, where they then drifted towards the shrunken woman that was standing under his nose.
“K-Katie? Is that you?” he moaned sleepily. “Gosh, this is one hell of a weird dream. Look at you, all tiny and- ugghhhh!!”
Katie stood frozen in terror as a foaming substance began to form at the corners of Thomas’ lips, where he continued making a desperate choking sound as his eyes began to roll back into his head. Tears forming in her eyes, it had become abruptly clear that Katie had accidently given her former love interest the cyanide pill, and just as her heavily-confused brain tried to comprehend why Thomas was in Savanah’s bed, the sound of a door opening could be heard behind them.
“Ahahahahha, surprise, bitches!” Savanah exclaimed as she burst out of the basement’s second room, gleefully striding over to her bed just as the young man lying on it took his dying
breath. Stooping down low, she quickly snatched up Carmen, Bernice, and her sister before promptly tossing them back into the aquarium.
“W-what?! H-how? Who was- who was that?” Bernice stammered in horror, while Katie stood still with her eyes wide open as if in a trance. Carmen, meanwhile stood off to the side by herself.
“Was it nice seeing your old fling, Katie?” Savanah cackled upon seeing her sibling’s shocked, despondent face. “I guess he heard about your disappearance or something, and came over looking for you. He was very insistent on coming in to look for clues, so I promptly knocked him out with a frying pan and kept him stashed away until tonight, where I knew you idiots were going to try to kill me...”
“But…how?” Katie whimpered.
“But, how?” Savanah laughed mockingly. “I had some help, didn’t I, Carmen?”
Looking down at the ground, Carmen silently stepped forward and kneeled towards the giantess.
“Yes, Mistress Savanah, and I hope that our deal still stands,” the younger tiny said flatly.
“Y-you bitch, you were working with her?!” Bernice spat in outrage. “She killed my daughter, how could you? We all could have been free!”
“Lighten up, Bernie, I was always suspicious of you guys being up to something,” Savanah scolded the tiny mother. “I just had Carmen here spy on you to confirm what I already
suspected. I promised that if she did what everything that I told her and kept worshipping me like a goddess, then I’d keep her upstairs and never subject her to my ass or farts ever again.”
“B-but why Thomas?” Katie cried, tears flowing down her cheeks.
“Oh, I just did that to mess with you,” Savanah cackled. “I put his knocked-out self in my bed and purposely left my cyanide capsules in easy reach for my little spy to retrieve for you guys. You dumb shits were trying to kill me, but you killed an innocent man! Hahahha, now I’m going to shrink his body and flush it like the poo-poo he was for thinking that Katie was hot…”
Eyes twitching sporadically as she began to shudder slightly, Katie silently began to mentally breakdown after having not only failed at assassinating her sister, but at also having killed a man that she used to adore by mistake. Savanah was once again victorious.
Bernice looked like she wanted to strangle Carmen, but the giantess was eyeing her sister a little more closely. Seeing Katie’s figure tremble slightly, Savanah noticed some blood beginning to trickle out of her mouth.
“Oh hell no, what do you think you’re doing!” the cruel bbw growled as she flicked her sibling with her finger. “Don’t you dare try and chew your own tongue off, Katie! Bad girl!”
Carmen suddenly sprang into action and lunged at Katie, punching the tiny in the face and tackling her to the ground. Bernice and Savanah watched in horror as the younger woman wrapped her hands around the older Cunningham’s neck and began to strangle her.
“Yes….take me….please,” Katie choked through gasps.”
“Carmen! What the fuck are you doing?” the giantess screeched.
“She dared transgress you, mistress, so I’m punishing her for you,” the tiny replied monotonously. It was evident that Carmen had been subjected to greater mental breaking than the other tinies had initially suspected.
“Get the fuck off of her!” Savanah yelled as she snatched the girl away from her sister. “Nah-uh, you crossed a line, bitch! Nobody is going to kill my sister but me, and I want her to live and suffer for a long, long, long time before that happens.”
“I-I apologize, mistress,” Carmen wheezed in the bbw’s tight grasp. “I promise that I-”
“Nope, you’re the one getting punished now!” Savanah smirked as she brought the struggling tiny around back to her huge, naked ass. “I think a little time up my booty will teach you to not overstep!”
Bernice tried to comfort Katie as the giantess departed with her newest victim, poking Thomas’ corpse with an injection of shrink serum, before tossing his already-shrinking body aside and returning to her bed for some real rest. Parting her enormous, jiggling boulders, Savanah roughly pushed Carmen right against her filthy, slimy, absolutely reeking asshole, uncaring at how her doll-sized victim was suffering as she was crammed and smushed into the humongous woman’s rectum. Shivering with pleasure at feeling the writhing young teen become enveloped in a place where the sun never shone, Savanah sighed with satisfaction as she laid back in the bed and continued using her finger to push Carmen deep, deep, deep in her rear. With a large piece of tape blocking the hole that the three women had made in the tank earlier, Bernice was left to deal with a despondent, heavily-suicidal Katie as the giantess slept.
Already buried from view, Carmen screamed at the top of her lungs as her naked body slid against the slimy insides of Savanah’s anus, coating her in putrid, smeary shit and ensuring that she got a good whiff of the insides of her captor’s colon. Her hands and feet attempting to grasp the slippery rectal walls in a futile effort to keep herself in place, the giantess ended up pushing a little too hard against the tiny’s force, and ended up shoving her very deep, deeper than any tiny had gone before.
“Oops, didn’t mean to put you up that far,” Savanah laughed uncaringly, shrugging as she simply resumed going to sleep. Indeed, she could only faintly feel Carmen now, the shrunken woman’s struggles feeling distant. Smacking her lips as she already began to doze off Savanah began letting loose the first in a series of long-lasting, putrid nocturnal farts that hissed quietly underneath the covers and likely pelting Carmen with a horrific stench that had probably already reduced the trapped tiny to rapid and uncontrolled gagging and retching as she struggled to deal with these vicious new odors.
Screaming, crying, and begging for ‘mistress’ to let her out, Carmen’s heart beat rapidly in panic as her raspy breathing was repeatedly drowned out by the nearby gurgle of Savanah’s gut, as well as the windy sound of her near-constant flatulence. Placed further up the giantess’ digestive system than any other tiny before her, the writhing teen felt the space around her
grow tighter by the second, the groaning, moving surfaces closing in on her as she was repeatedly subject to the stench of farts that were nearly on the same level as the ones that killed Jazz.
The very next morning, Savanah awoke to an unusual feeling of fullness. Rubbing her protruding belly, the giantess rubbed her flab as she stretched in bed after a 12-hour slumber, glancing idly at Bernice and Katie in the nearby aquarium, where the latter seemed to have collapsed in the motherly tiny’s arms as she had held and comforted her throughout the night. Deciding to retrieve Carmen to return her upstairs to her own, private enclosure, Savanah picked up Thomas’ now-shrunken body from the bed side and marched to the washroom. After watching the young man’s body disappear down the swirling toilet bowl, the hefty young woman next attempted to ‘poop’ out Carmen, squatting over the seat as she strained and attempted to conjure the tortured prisoner from her bowels. To her surprise, Savanah could no longer sense Carmen up her ass, and no matter how much she strained and pushed, found that she could not produce the tiny woman.
“Where the hell did she go?” the sadistic bbw thought to herself as she scratched her head, but a deep gurgle from deep in her gut sent a strange thought into her mind. “Did I eat her?”
Regardless, Savanah or none of the other shrunken women ever saw Carmen again, where the giantess suspected that it was more likely that she had gotten stuck and perished deep in her bowels, though she did like the idea of eating the tiny teen using her ass.
18-years-later….
“Oh come on Katie, seriously?” Savanah scoffed as she cut her sister down from a makeshift noose that she’s wrapped around her own neck, likely foraged in the same, old,
heavily-disgusting aquarium that still housed the tinies. “This is the 4th suicide attempt this month. When are you going to understand that you’re never going to escape me?”
A 40-year-old Katie Cunningham sat against one of the enclosure walls with her arms crossed, her body permanently caked in dried excrement from the many years of ass-torture at the hands of her sadistic sister. Having long since grown despairing of her situation, the middle aged woman’s new goal was to find a way to escape by all means- mainly via killing herself.
Stretching, the 38-year-old Savanah looked in the mirror to again admire her titanic rear end, her plump, jiggling cheeks having not aged a day, and if anything, had merely grown in size since her youth. Wedged tightly between the twin mounds was a certain girl that was currently in the process of being used as a Human thong: former student and former adversary in the
lives of the Cunningham girls, Rachel Lambert.
“F-fucking hell, can you please let me out?” the older woman moaned, fussing in place as she struggled against her captor’s rotten butthole that she was held tightly against by a piece of thin fabric that was strung around the bbw’s hips.
“Oh, quit whining,” Savanah chided as she rubbed her cheeks in the mirror. “You’ve only been in there for what, 6 hours?”
“18 hours! Its been 18 fucking hours!” the former beauty queen sobbed as she shivered at another inhale of the giantess’ sweaty, stinky ass fumes.
“Well then, what’s another 6 more?” the uncaring, pudgy woman snickered as she let go of her cheeks and allow them to slam shut with a clap, sealing her victim in the dark dankness
of her asscrack yet again. Shuffling towards the basement steps, she glanced idly at the opened bathroom door, where the sounds of faint screaming could be heard coming from the toilet.
“Careful in there, Ashely, those three logs there probably weigh several times more than you,” Savanah cackled as she continued for the stairs. “Must suck, but maybe you’ll learn to respond immediately when I tell you that I want to make out.”
Leaving her dungeon, the giantess left the younger Lambert girl to stew in her revolting filth as she went upstairs to the kitchen to find some more gas-inducing snacks, namely her new favorite 2039 brand of nuclear takis.
Rushing to the pantry as she treated the girl wedged in her booty to a noxious fart, Savanah retrieved a jumbo bag of the spicy snack and began to munch away just as the tone of the doorbell ringing sounded from the front door. Peeking out the little window overlooking the porch, the giantess spotted a brown package sitting just outside the door, bringing a broad smirk to the pudgy terror’s face.
“Ohhhh yes, this is going to be game-changing!” Savanah exclaimed as she prepared to throw on the smallest amount of clothing to go out and retrieve the box, which contained her newest black market purchase: a curious formula that could supposedly de-age someone. With it, the humongous sadist planned to reduce her age- as well as the age of her tiny prisoners, to both prolong their lives and to bring all their bodies back to their strengthened, younger state. Savanah in particular was more than excited to return to her 19-year-old self, where she planned to unleash the fury of all that she’d learned in her decades of torturing her shrunken young victims upon her current trio of prisoners.
One thing was for certain: Katie, Rachel, and Ashly were about to receive a blast from the past as they’d soon be gazing upon their younger selves, along with the possibility of enduring a whole new set of rancid, ass-scented tortures from the rejuvenated giantess that owned their lives.