Zuri's New Routine (Story)

Story made by @Saldon

Zuri was hardly the superstitious sort, nor did she trust new trends cropping up involving miracle products. Chancing upon a curious vending machine selling "Hygienic Aids" composed of ant sized micros, it had been a purchase of guarded curiosity rather than any form of interest. Something to try once and never again. It became a pleasant surprise to discover her assumptions had been wrong after a small sample. In fact, beyond dealing with her sweat buildup during any physical exertions in the day it had also impacted her overall mood and posture after less than a week of consistent use. The pleasing tickle of their efforts were hardly noticeable and the knowledge she could dominate such insignificant lives for her personal hygiene care was a fantastic dopamine rush. She had even gone so far as to order right from the source and started up her own home built supply. A delightful mixture of colors beyond the bland uniform pouch samples found in the vending machines around town. Little supplements to care for her during all hours of the day which became the highlights of her mornings and evenings.

In fact, it had turned into a borderline obsession.

Flexing her anus with anticipation, she could feel some post workout micros being pulled into the dimple of her orifice, their struggles ineffective against even a single twitching wrinkle of her back door. Firmly planting her thumb, index and pinky finger on her cheeks before her the two fingers laden with her homegrown tiny treats thrust to the depths of her butt cleavage. Digits teeming with micros pressing into and forcing past her sphincter, probing the hot oily depths of her rectum while feeling the press and smear her passengers along firm rectal walls. Their ineffective squirms were unable to even shift or fight her anal slime as they created a satisfying itch. Making sure to properly wipe off her anal stimulants she swiftly popped her fingers free, leaving a momentary tingle of cool air dancing inside her rectum before it sealed shut once more; Barely focusing on their miniscule ministrations before she coated her sticky fingers in enough micros for round two. Her lubricated digits swiftly penetrate and deposit her writhing treasure in the depths of her booty, shoving the initial toys deeper as she liberally applied the fresh helping of tinies. Sensations compounding as she rubbed, rolled and extracted her fingers again, repeatedly stuffing her asshole full of micros until the last of the pouch was empty. Her rectum clenching rhythmically from so many miniature bodies wriggling around within her anus. The electric joy anal pleasure without use of fingers or inanimate toys heightens the experience. Reveling in the constant titillation before planting a hand on her rear one final time. She had no actual need to finger fuck her asshole anymore, but the fact she could do so, causing her toys to jam into her humid depths, was the only motivation she needed before moaning at the feeling of two fingers thrusting rhythmically into her asshole for another night of self satisfaction.