Flushed Down the Airplane Toilet

Veronica accidentally flushes herself face-first down the airplane's toilet. Unfortunately, the rest of the passengers still need to pee...

          Veronica hated flying. She hated sitting for hours on a plane. She hated having to be this close to all of these other, gross people, and she hated that the stewardess was taking so long to refill her drink.

          “WAITRESS!”

          The stewardess, whose name tag said Cammie, and whose eyebrows were twitching with frustration, rushed down the aisle. “Yes ma’am?”

          Without looking up, Veronica raised her champagne glass towards the ceiling. “FILL ME UP, WAITRESS.”

          Cammie forced herself to smile. “Ma’am, I’ve told you I’m not a waitress. And I’m not sure that another drink is a good idea considering…”

          Veronica sat up in her chair and folded her arms over her non-existent boobs. “And what the hell is that supposed to mean?!” she growled.

          Even when sitting up straight, Veronica was absolutely tiny. Five foot even and as thin as a rail. Her strawberry blond pixie cut added to her spritely appearance.

          The corners of Cammie’s lips twitched. “Nothing, ma’am. I’ll go get your refill.”

          “YOU BETTER.”

          Cammie tip tapped away on her heels and Veronica leaned back in her seat. The back of her chair slammed into the knees of someone behind her.

          “Ow! Jesus Christ!” she heard him say.

          “OH, PUT A CORK IN IT.”

          Veronica rubbed her temples. I swear to god, flying is the absolute WORST.

          Suddenly, she felt an urgent pressure form in her bladder, an urge that needed to be taken care of RIGHT NOW.

                Goddammit, maybe the stewardess was right.

                Veronica made her way down the aisle. An older man with a cane walked slowly in the same direction, his back to her.

          “OHMYGOD, move.” Veronica practically screamed.

          The old man jumped. “Oh, I’m so sorry young girl, I’ll jus—”

          Veronica rushed past him, almost knocking him down, and barreled into the tiny airplane bathroom.

          Slamming her tiny ass down, Veronica began to hose the inside of the toilet with a powerful and intense stream of piss. Despite her small size, Veronica’s bladder was more elastic than most. She moaned.

          That’s better.

           Taking out her phone, Veronica began to scroll through her Instagram. Finally, I can get some peace and quiet. The phone, a top end smart phone, looked massive in her hand, like a cartoonish prop.

          Almost immediately, there was a knock on the door.

          “OHMYGOD It’s occupied!”

          As soon as Veronica shouted this, the phone slipped from her hand and directly into the airplane toilet. Veronica’s eyes widened and she quickly stood up, pulled up her jean skirt and panties, and looked into the bowl.

          The airplane toilet was a square, boxy design. There was a toilet seat in the middle, but no water filled the bowl, only when it was flushed. Veronica looked down the small hole, grinding her teeth in frustration.

          Inspecting the toilet further, Veronica found that the top of the toilet, where the seat connected like a sort of a lid. With a surprising amount of strength in her tiny hands, Veronica pried the lid off the top of the toilet, exposing the full size of the toilet bowl, which was a little over 10 inches in diameter.

          The knocking on the door grew more desperate.

          “OCCUPIED!” Veronica shouted as she crouched down and looked into the bowl. It sloped down like a chute and then seemed to drop off a steeper angle. She thought she could see her phone deeper down.

          Veronica sighed and took off her blouse and tossed it aside. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath because she really didn’t need to. She reached her slender arms down the bowl. Her manicured fingernails touched the familiar plastic of the phone.

          She stretched further, her head basically inside the toilet bowl. Her butt was stuck up in the air. Her fingertips closed around the plastic.

          Just little farther….

                Veronica’s anklet boots squeaked and pivoted against the linoleum. Her shoulders were inside the toilet bowl.

          Almost…

                And then her right foot slipped.

          SHHLUCCK

          Veronica fell face-first into the toilet, and the pipe swallowed her up to her waist.

          “Mpphhh!!!” Veronica screamed, muffled by the surrounding pipe.

          She strained, trying to pull herself ass-first out of the toilet, but she was stuck fast. Her butt twerked and wriggled helplessly.

          “Ma’am are you okay in there?” Cammie said, knocking on the door.

          “Don’t come in!” Veronica shouted from inside the pipe. Although it sounded more like “Dncmpht!” from the outside. Her face was flush with humiliation, and everything was dark and smelled like piss.

          “Ma’am, I’m coming in, okay?”

          “NNHHHH!” (“NOOO!”)

          The bathroom door opened, and Cammie was greeted by the bottom half of a very petite woman, the rest of her engulfed face first by the commode.

          Cammie immediately burst out into a fit of giggles and began taking photos with her phone. Veronica’s bottom half wriggled and stamped its feet in frustration.

          “HLph Mmmhe!” (“Help me!”)

          “One moment, ma’am.” Cammie crouched down and took a selfie next too Veronica’s ass. She pursed her lips together and held her hand up in a peace sign.

          “All right ma’am, let’s get you out.”

          Gripping Veronica’s hips, Cammie pulled and pulled, but they didn’t want to budge. She strained, but Veronica was vacuum sealed inside.

          “I’m sorry ma’am it looks like you’re stuck good.” Cammie said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. She still had a smirk on her face.

          “STKPPHH!!?” (STUCK!!?”)

          “Maybe, maybe we can flush you down?”

          “DHHNNDTNN!” (“DON’T!”)

          Veronica pressed the button to flush the commode. The bowl filled with some water, but Veronica was sealed so tight that it just pooled around her hips before overflowing onto the floor. Veronica screamed and twerked violently as her hips and ass were drenched with cold toilet water.

          Cammie sat down on the floor and spoke to Veronica’s ass like it was her face. “Nope, it doesn’t look like that’s going to work. You see ma’am that leaves us with a problem. A lot of the passengers are going to need to use the restroom, and this is the only one on the plane… but don’t worry I have a solution for that. I’ll be right back.”

          Inside the commode, Veronica seethed.

          Who the hell cares about the other passengers?! Stupid bitch was enjoying this.”

                She squirmed and writhed — well, as much as she could in the pipe — and bumped her head against the top of the pipe in the process.

          OW!!! GODDAMMIT

                Veronica heard the door open again.

          “How are you doing, ma’am? Doing okay?”

          Inside the commode Veronica shook her head violently.

          “It’s okay. We’ll get you out as soon as we land. I’ve already called ahead and some firefighters will be standing by. In the meantime, please hold still.”

          Veronica felt her jean skirt and panties, drenched from toilet water, tugged down her legs to her ankles.

          Her eyes widened in fear. The air felt frigid against her damp bottom and she could feel that her pussy lips and her tight butthole were exposed to the world.

          Veronica felt an instinctual sinking feeling of terror deep in her gut.

          “Awww what a pretty pussy you have. It’s a little wet though, is someone getting embarrassed~~?” Cammie taunted, cooing at her.

          A finger squished into the soft folds of her vulva. Veronica felt her face grow burning hot with rage and embarrassment.

          The finger pulled away. “Don’t worry, ma’am. We’ll get that covered up right away, got to protect your modesty.”

          With a light smack, a sticky cloth substance was pasted over her pussy.         Veronica let out a small squeal of surprise.

          “There, now try to relax for this next part.”

          Veronica felt a hard plastic tube press begin to press against asshole and the realization of her immediate violation filled her mind.

          OH NO OH NO OH NO

                She clenched immediately.

          “Ma’am, our passengers are waiting.”

          Without warning, Cammie drove the five-inch length of the tube into Veronica’s ass. Veronica gasped in shock and pain.

          “There we go!” Cammie said with praise in her voice.

          Veronica squirmed, gritting her teeth, starting to break out in a panic sweat.

          “Mr. Richards, you can come in now!”

          The old man with the cane entered the restroom and he was greeted by the sight of Veronica’s scrawny, naked legs and ass. A white cloth bandage had been pasted over her vagina and a bright red funnel was sticking out from between her tiny buttcheeks.

          “Oh my. Are you sure this is all right?”

          “Don’t worry sir, Veronica here has been very understanding to the plight of all the people on board the plane.”

          “MMMHPHHHHH!!!” Veronica growled.

          “Well… if you’re sure it’s all right.”

          Veronica heard a zipper come undone, and with a spattering, sound steaming piss splashed against the inside of the funnel, washing over the rim and decorating Veronica’s butt cheeks with droplets.

          “MMNNNNGGGNN!!:

          Mr. Richards corrected his aim, and Veronica felt the bright hot liquid fill the funnel and enter her bowels. She bit her lip, and her eyes watered from the intense heat radiated down her asshole and into her colon. The liquid seeped deeper and deeper into her body, helped by Veronica’s awkward ass-up position.

          After a full minute, Mr. Richards stopped and zipped up his pants. He smiled in relief and gave Veronica a friendly pat on her butt cheek.

          “Thanks again, miss. I had a full tank there.”

          “MRRRRRNGH!”

          Veronica heard the bathroom door open again and through it Cammie’s voice. “All right everyone, please form an orderly line. We’ll need to take this one at a time. I know everyone needs to go to the restroom, but we’ll all have our chance before landing.”

          Veronica’s eyes widened in terror.

          “All right, ma’am. You’re next.”

          The bathroom door closed, and a larger middle-aged woman entered on teetering heels.

          “My god this is awkward. Never in my life would I have imagined that I would be forced to pee in a young woman’s bum.”

          The woman pulled down her large panties and stepped out of them. Hiking up her floral dress, she approached Veronica. Frowning, she lifted up on leg and tried to angle her hairy pussy at the funnel, but Veronica’s frantic squirming made aiming awkward. The muscles in the woman’s thick leg shook from the exertion and she had to set her foot back onto the floor.

          “You know, you aren’t making this any easier.”

          Turning around, the woman sat the full weight of her enormous ass directly onto the funnel, driving its tube directly into the walls of Veronica’s rectum at a terrible angle.

          Veronica’s shrill screams echoed from inside the toilet, so intense that they made the whole thing vibrate.

          The woman shifted her weight on the funnel, trying to position her pussy directly above it. The massive gloves of her asscheeks shifted the funnel and it stretched, which tugged at Veronica’s poor bullied rectum. The full weight of the woman also pushed Veronica a few inches further down the pipe.

          “Oh my god, please stop screaming, I’m trying to pee up here. This is already embarrassing enough as it is.”

          The shrill hiss of pee hit the rim of the funnel.

***

          15 passengers later and Veronica felt incredibly bloated. Her colon felt stretched and full, inhabited by an incalculable amount of piss. Her stomach felt taut, and every time she moved or squirmed, the contents of her poor ass sloshed and shook inside her. She could also feel a terrible pressure forming in her own bladder, behind the bandage. The sooner she got out of here the better.

           She seethed with rage, tears falling down her face. That bitch stewardess. I’ll get her if it’s the last thing I’ll do.

                “Hello passenger!” Cammie said with a grin as she entered the bathroom.

          “MMMMGGPWKRRR!” Veronica roared from inside the plumbing.

          “Just letting you know that we’ve landed. All of the other passengers have exited the plane, and the fire fighters will be here soon to pull you out.”

          Thank god Veronica thought.

          “But we have a few minutes to ourselves for one last bit of fun…”

          Veronica’s knees shook and her teeth began to shake in absolute terror as she heard Cammie walk toward her poor, full ass.

          The funnel was unceremoniously yanked right out from between her cheeks. A small fountain of piss spurted out from Veronica’s gaping asshole, falling onto the floor. Veronica whimpered.

          Cammie giggled. “Now, this may be a bit overkill, but I have to admit I am a sadistic bitch.”

          Veronica felt soft fingertips spread a sticky goo all across the surface of her tight little buns.

          Ketchup? This bitch is coating my ass with ketchup?

          Cammie kneaded and spread the substance deep into Veronica’s skin, and Veronica suddenly felt an intense, violent heat started to spread and burn into Veronica’s ass.

                HOT SAUCE?!

          Veronica’s entire lower half spasmed and bucked in panic. A cold sweat broke out across her body in buckets. Piss spurting out of her ass and cascaded onto the floor. Her asscheeks burned like they were on fire, like two tiny, boney suns.

          Cammie watched from a safe distance holding a champagne bottle cork coated in hot sauce in her fingers. With sadistic glee she stepped forward and shoved the cork into Veronica’s spurting asshole, plugging her up.

          Veronica’s eyes crossed and she screamed. Her entire ass, inside and out, was a giant fire ball of pain, and the pressure in her bladder was a frantic urge that needed to be taken care of now. She bucked violently, the plumbing and the toilet straining against the sheer force of her frantic escape. Her ankle boots strained against the floor, her skinny legs ridged as she desperately tried to pull herself free ass-first. Her entire butt was now bright red and swollen like a baboon’s. Cammie grinned and was taking pictures with her phone, when suddenly Veronica’s sweaty naked body erupted backward out of the plumbing with an incredible POP.

          Cammie stood back in shock as the tiny naked woman ran out of the bathroom and down the empty aisle of the airplane like her ass was on fire, clawing at the cork in her asshole with one hand and painfully ripping the bandage off her pussy with the other

          Veronica ran out of the plane and down the airstairs onto the runway like a cheetah, only to freeze in place as she was greeted face to face by an enormous crowd. Passengers, reporters, and firemen all stood outside the plane staring at her in shock, at least for a second, before laughing at her ridiculous form and snapping photos with their cameras.

          Veronica gasped and covered up her nonexistent tits with her hands. Her knees wobbled. The burning, the incredible fullness in both holes was so much she could barely stand.

          “TURN AROUND!” Veronica wailed while she collapsed to her ankles, an intense stream of piss bursting out of her pussy. Many of the crowd crouched down to get a better shot of her spread lips through her legs.

          Veronica closed her eyes and tilted her head back, pushing with her ass with all her might. Her ass muscles flexed like they’ve never flexed before and then the cork popped out of her ass, bouncing against the tarmac and flying into the sky. A dirty geyser of rotten orange piss erupted out of her gaping ass. Veronica sighed as she pissed out of both ends, but her hot sauce coated asscheeks still burned.

          Still pissing, and with no other option, Veronica sobbed and plopped her ass down into the piss puddle of her own creation, steam rising from her burning cheeks.