Shrinker on the Orient Express (12) - Munich to Vienna 4

Dom was jarred awake as he heard a tremendous crashing sound, the sound of an ocean of water being released from above. He blinked as he struggled to see, and then wiped a thick coating of fetid faeces from his face. He rose quickly to his hands and knees, feeling the rough layer of scrunched up paper on his back. Dom angrily shoved the paper away, only just able to move it with his punt arms. He recoiled as he noticed the colossal, brown stain on the toilet paper, the smeared shit wider than he was. He looked around him and his eyes opened wide in panic.

The giantess was no longer sitting over him, and he could see the harsh light of the bathroom bulb. While that should have made him feel better, he paired this sight with the sound of rushing water, and figured out what was happening. How's eyes widened in fear as water materialized along the rim of the toilet bowl and showered down the sides.

The waves drenched the crisp yet crumpled tissues, the intricate structures melting in the wake of the water. Dom was now standing on the island of shit, but everything was shifting beneath his feet. He sprinted towards the highest point he could see, climbing the crap-covered toilet paper to get away from the sinking edges of the brown island.

The noise around him grew louder as more water poured in, but the sinking lurched to a stop. Dom watched in horror as one of the thick columns of soft shit was suddenly sucked under the now murky water, and he realized how easily it could have been him. But then everything was still.

Mila frowned as the usual satisfying slurp of the toilet flushing did not come. She peered over the edge of the seat and into the pit. While most of the waste along the walls had been washed down, but the big chunk that had first stretched out her asshole was still floating in the middle, piled high with wet, mushy toilet paper. And on top of it all was the tiny man, panting and frightened, and literally covered in her shit. He was staring up at her, trembling in the cold, smelly bowl, totally at her mercy.

Dom was sure that she was going to keep flushing until she got rid of him, but at least that might be better than suffering at the hands of so many sadistic giantesses. Unfortunately, he wasn't so lucky. He was so shocked when the humongous woman bent down towards him, that he froze. She reached in with her massive hand and two fingers grabbed him from beneath his arms. Dom saw that there was a little brown sludge already on her finger, but he didn't care. He was already caked in her crap, and if she was going to remove him from this nightmare, he would let her do whatever she wanted.

Mila saw things a little differently. The angry woman was glad that the little pervert hadn't gotten off with such a light punishment. And if her finger was already dirty, she might as well get him, and make him suffer a little more before her time in the train was up. She raised him out of the awful smog of her waste and waddled to the sink, her clothes still around her knees.

Dom opened his mouth to thank the giantess, forgiving her for nearly burying him in her shit. But before he got the chance, she dropped him. With her free hand, Mila pulled the plug on the sink, making sure that her prisoner did not escape down the drain. She wrinkled her nose as she caught a whiff of the toilet, or maybe it was the man. Either way, she wanted it gone.

Turning in the small bathroom, she flushed the toilet again, and this time, it successfully cleared her dump. She then returned her attention to the tiny man, and she flicked on the tap.

Dom screamed as a solid column of freezing cold water batted him to the slippery floor. He slipped down towards the drain, still afraid despite seeing the plug in place. He clawed at the basin in vain, as his body was forced under. Even as he struggled against the relentless torrent, he could feel the faeces washing off of his skin.

Mila watched as the little creature shivered and seized in the freezing cold water. Slowly but surely, he was getting cleaner. She reached over him to dispense some soap onto her fingers and she lathered her hands. As she slid them into the stream, the crashing water abated and split into a hundred strings. They showered over Dom more delicately, and he was able to sit up. The world around him was still flooded, but at least he could see, could breathe.

He only had a moment to calm down from his near death experience. The woman finished washing her hands, and decided to finish her captives cleanse as well. Her fingers snapped him up and wrapped around him. Mila squeezed the insect in her fist, rubbing him violently between her fingers and palm. Dom was flipped over and over and crumpled as she washed her waste off of him.

She finally shut off the water, and held the man's soaked body. Not thinking about what it would feel like to him, she shook him violently, whipping off the water. The sharp jerk of her wrist was like being in a car crash, and Dom felt the very blood in his body jolt to one side.

The giantess then raised his puny body to her face, inspecting her work. Dom tried to stay still as he was turned around and analyzed. When Mila was satisfied that the little pervert was clean, she decided what she would do to him. She yawned, feeling a little tired, ready to settle in for the night.

Dom hung limp in her grip, too tired to even raise his head. He was only just looking at his surroundings as the giantess swung him around her body. He had to admit that the middle-aged woman was attractive, and certainly so with her bare ass on show. He wondered what she must have thought of him, and guessed that it wasn't anything good from her accusation of him being a pervert. He knew that he should try to explain, but she would never understand his language, let alone believe his insane tale of suffering.

Still, if she thought he was a pervert, he could almost see the reasoning behind shitting on him, making him feel like nothing more than excrement. But why was she now showing off her sexy, naked body to him? He would soon understand, and wish that he had tried to talk things out instead of waiting. Mile stopped him right in the middle of her enormous ass, the two gargantuan cheeks just out of reach of the tiny human, as he stared down her butt crack.

Dom started to catch on to what was happening, but it was already too late.

'No, wait …' he stammered, shaking his head, but Mila's spare hand had already grabbed her luscious ass cheek and pulled it to the side. Dom was thrust forward by the powerful fingers and disappeared into the darkness of the goddess's crack. The air suddenly became hot and heavy as he entered the chasm between her cheeks and Dom screamed in terror as he sailed into the foreboding darkness. His cries were cut short however as he was slammed against a familiar, tight circle of flesh. Unlike when he had been hanging on for his life, the smelly ring was now vertical and the column of the titan's finger pinned him against it. He tried to move his arms, to push his face free of the horrid smelling meat, but he was powerless to resist as Mila suffocated him against her asshole. As well as she had wiped, the lingering scent of shit was nauseating, and Dom could almost taste the waste as his mouth  was pressed into her skin.

Mila released her butt and allowed the two cheeks to slap together. She gave her glutes a squeeze as a single finger held Dom in place. The puny man felt the world around him bearing down as she crushed him against her anus, but even more terrifying was when the finger vanished from his back. The giantess pulled her hand away, but the 1-cm tall man remained trapped in her ass. She made sure to keep her cheeks tight as she bent down and hiked up her panties, pulling them all the way up into her crack to ensure that he was trapped. As Dom felt the soft fabric on his shoulder blades, the rock solid walls softened around him. He felt like he dropped back but the panties held him gently against the woman's asshole.

Unfortunately, her glutes weren't the only muscles that relaxed. Dom felt the pucker widen against his body as if in slow motion, and without further ado, a fetid wall of horrendous gas blasted him in it's warm breath. Dom gagged as it filled his lungs, the silent fart poisoning him with the enormous woman's horrific bowel smell. He struggled, lashing out at the pucker in his humiliated fury. A big mistake.

Mile felt the tickle against her asshole and reached behind her with a finger. She fished inside her crack and pushed against the tight ring if flesh, enjoying the panicked seizing of Dom as she rubbed him against her booty. What she didn't expect was the stimulation to cause her asshole to flash open and rip a much louder, sinking fart right into Dom's open, screaming mouth. The deafening roar left a ringing in his ears and the lingering reek of her gas suffocated him.

God it felt good to make the little bug squirm, she thought as she continued to grind him against her sensitive hole. After a few seconds, she withdrew her finger and grimaced at the smell. At least it wasn't as bad as what her prisoners inhaled. With a satisfied grin, she slipped off her skirt and tights, before walking out of the bathroom. Eyes watering, Dom remained pinned to her anus as the world around him shook with each step she took.

Mila tossed her clothes onto the seat as she made her way to the bed, unbuttoning her blouse as she went. She let the blouse fall to the floor and her bra soon followed, freeing her huge breasts. She turned and sat down with another yawn, rubbing her gurgling tummy. She was sure that she had eaten something off, but she took a shred of pleasure that someone else was going to pay for it more than she was.

Dom had the wind knocked out of his lungs as the colossus sat down, her weight thumping down on him like a hammer. He gasped as he was once again pushed into the asshole, mercifully not sinking into the gigantic woman's rectum. His world shook as she kicked her legs onto the bed and slid herself into a comfortable position on her side.

Dom remained trapped as the behemoth butt cheek above him hung down and squashed him. At least there was a little air flowing through her crack as she drifted off to sleep. Dom tried to free his arm, to at least move his face away from the terrifying pit before him, but it was no use. The moist skin of Mila's sweaty ass fixed him in place, and forced him to look right down into the hellish home from which the ungodly gas came.

PFFFRRRRRRRRRRR.

'No! Help me! Please!' Dom cried as another horrendous blast of Mila's noxious fumes washed over him. Unable to move and barely able to breathe in the foul smelling cave, his pathetic little voice did not reach the giantess's ears. And even if they had, Mila was already fast asleep, exhausted from her day. She had nodded off with the sadistic thought of the tiny human, trapped against her asshole as her stomach rumbled angrily, mass producing the toxic gas that she would inadvertently douse him with every so often through the night. How fitting for the little shit, she thought cruely.