Shrinker on the Orient Express (11) - Munich to Vienna 3

The train shot over a tiny bump, the jolt barely noticed by any of the passengers, except for the smallest one. Trapped in the vast sea of dark, toilet water, Dom felt the sudden movement as the lake shifted suddenly. He looked up quickly to see if the giantess above him had noticed too, and soon wished that he hadn’t.

Mila didn’t feel the jump, but the tiny motion had set off a chain reaction inside her already filling gut that she couldn’t stop. The extra stretch on her already spread buttcheeks loosened her asshole just enough.

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The tremendous gale of the goddess’s fart was far worse than anything she had thrown at the tiny man, and Dom had happened to raise his head just in time for the palpable column of air to strike him dead on the face. The sheer power of the compressed air pushed him underwater, and he gasped as he fought to resurface. As his head emerged from the depths and he sucked in the air around him, he gagged, his nose and mouth filling with the awful reek of the woman’s gas.

His ears were ringing from the amplified sound of the eruption, which had echoed around the toilet bowl. Sealed from above by the German giantess’s thick buttocks, both sound and smell were trapped in the pit, and Dom was forced to suck it all up, with no respite in sight, in fact …

Dom looked up, wincing instinctively at the thought of facing another blast from above, but what he saw was far more concerning. The enormous form of Mila’s hips tilted forwards as she aimed her pussy right down into the toilet.

A sudden gush of urine shot out of the giantess's crotch, blasting down into the water. Dom shut his eyes as the jet of foul liquid slammed into him, pushing him under the rapidly changing lake. The warm fluid was a dark yellow in color and stank of ammonia. It crashed into the toilet bowl with such force that it fizzed and bubbled, creating a foamy layer on the surface. Dom felt the sinking current beneath the jet, and swam through the woman's piss to get away from it.

He thrust his head out of the water, opening his mouth to gasp for air. He unfortunately got hit by one of the thousands of droplets breaking off of the stream and peppering the water, the globule of pee bursting over his head, and adding to the coating that drenched him. He tasted the trite fluid and gagged, but was more focused on staying afloat than complaining about his disgust.

As the piss continued, it pounded the center of the toilet water. As it pushed its way into the drains, Dom felt himself being sucked downwards and he started to panic. He had been crushed and humiliated, but he had no idea what would happen if he was pulled into the sewage system, and he didn't want to find out. He powered his arms and legs as he tried to get to the side of the porcelain tomb, but he found himself stuck as the powerful stream of the colossal woman's urine tried to overwhelm him.

He was swimming as hard as he could now, breathing only every few strokes and helpless to the piss that found its way into his mouth. He had to ignore the awful taste as it burned his tongue, focusing on staying out of the torrent. He could see the spray of droplets streaming down the sides of the toilet, rushing to meet him. Dom shuddered as the seemingly endless monsoon raged around him.

The column of amber urine went on for nearly a full minute, before slowly trickling to a stop. The deafening sounds of the waterfall slowly evaporated, replaced by a jarring silence, broken occasionally by a start drop of piss that fell the impressive height from her crotch to the lake.

The water that surrounded Dom was no longer a cold lake, but now a warm, yellow, frothy hot tub. He cringed as he continued to kick, keeping his head away from the radiating smell of the giantess's piss. He managed to look back up, and saw that the woman was mercifully sitting back, her huge pussy tilting away from him.

But she wasn't getting up just yet.

'Hey! That was disgusting!' Dom yelled, 'I'm still down here!'

It didn't seem to help, as Mila showed no signs of hearing him. She was looking at the back of the toilet door, feeling awful. Her stomach was aching, and even emptying her bladder hadn't helped. She thought that she couldn't possibly feel worse, but maybe she would have if she knew that she nearly drowned a man in her piss. A burning feeling was ripping through her stomach.

Dom too heard the gurgling, and just like the giantess, he knew what meant. His tiny ears had only just recovered from the auditory assault of the roaring fart and thundering pee.

'No, no NO!' Dom screamed, but his final word was drowned out as another explosion of gas blasted out of the humongous woman's asshole, showering the toilet bowl with the horrific, hot smell. The air went hazy as the rippling fumes surrounded him, and Dom felt close to vomiting as the noxious fumes filled his nose. As if the vile smell wasn't bad enough, the tiny man's ears were ringing after the ear-splitting roar of the woman's fart.

Mercifully, Mila gave Dom a whole ten seconds to catch some semblance of breath before a third tremendous eruption of her stewing bowel gas was released into the nearly sealed toilet bowl. The tiny man was forced to cycle the reek through his lungs as it filled the air around him. He almost thought that he'd rather drown than continue to sniff the putrid scent.

If only he knew that things were about to get a lot worse.

Mila grimaced as the burning feeling rippled down her abdomen to her waist. She grunted as her face went red and sweat started to sleep out of her skin. Below her, Dom looked on in terror as the humongous butt cheeks pressed down and spread, pushing down her track-sized crack. The huge asshole that hung in the air above him was expanding, and Dom shook his head in disbelief as the ring enlarged.

A pale brown mass poked out of the hole, it's uneven surface getting wider and wider as it forced its way through the tight pucker. Dom couldn't fathom the size of the turd that was slowly, sinisterly inching its way out of the giantess. The column of detritus must have been as wide as he was tall, and it was already a dozen times as long, growing every second. He was so mesmerized by the size of the brown snake, that he almost didn't notice the stench. As soon as it came into view, a gruesome reek, far worse than her farts had ever been, descended upon the toilet bowl.

He heard the titanic woman grunt as the log kept growing and suddenly, her powerful anal sphincter contracted, squishing the shit and breaking off the huge log. Dom watched the meteor fall in slow motion, frozen in fear. He barely forced himself to raise his arms before the gargantuan mass struck the water. Even though it missed him, the water around him was thrown up, and Dom screamed as he flew upwards at an alarming rate, displaced so easily by Mila's shit.

His flight ended abruptly as he slammed into a warm, wet surface, his face squishing into the soft, smelly embrace. As the water around him fell away, he felt him slipping off, a d glanced down at the dizzying drop back into the shitter. He instinctively grabbed onto the horizontal surface that he had collided with, sinking his hands as best as he could into a crease near his head. He gagged as his fingers did into a thick, creamy substance that was plastered over the surface.

Dom panicked as his legs slipped off and dangled down, his whole body held up by his arms which were now set in the muddy muck. He thought about how crazy it was that he was hanging over such a quotidien thing like a toilet, and yet felt like he was free climbing under the biggest ledge in the world. He tried to make sense of it all, looking around him as best as he could without coming unstuck from his grip.

On either side of him, the huge undersides of the giantess's ass cheeks created a sort of corridor, in which he was in the middle. The strip of skin the ran between it was above him, but it was darkest where he was hanging, which could only mean …

Dom held back the rising vomit as he took another look at his hands, now dug up to the wrists in the brine sludge of the crevice. It was not mud and not a ledge that he was hanging from. The puny creature had sunk his fists into a pile of the German giantess's faeces, trapped in one of the myriad folds of her anal pucker. The impossibly large bung hole of the goddess was now directly overhead, and the only thing suspending him from the plunge back into the toilet bowl, was the residual tone in her enormous anus.

He squirmed as some of the shit started to roll down his left arm, dragging a dark trail to his elbow, then his shoulder. The muck was less solid than the log had been, and Dom started to shake as another rumbling sound grew from above. He tried to pull his hands free of the sphincter, desperate to get away from what was about to come, and willing to suffer the dive into the pooey water, but it was no use. The gentle squeeze of Mila's butthole was enough to imprison the helpless man right outside her rectum, in prime position to experience the brewing fog inside her.

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The gale of putrid gas shot out of the huge pit, as the opening ring of muscle squeezed down on Dom's hands. He was held firmly, forced to feel the hot, smelly stream of gas, fresh out of the woman's bowels, as it filled over his body, pushing him back violently. When the gas finally stopped, Dom was left swinging to and fro, his wrists still clamped in the shit-caked fold of the pucker.

His ears were ringing from the horrific sound of being right at the epicenter of the fart. Mila had no idea that her gas was literally deafening the pathetic little man hanging from her ass, nor that she was about to make his life a whole lot worse. She sat up a little, then doubled down, straining as she felt the burning sensation reach its peak, coursing through her abdomen. She really regretted that sandwich, but so too would Dom, when he saw what was coming. As vile as it was, Mila thought that the splash had merely splattered some water across her asshole. She had never imagined such a fitting punishment for the presumed pervert as what was roaring towards him now.

The giantess's asshole suddenly spasmed, and Dom felt his hands slip. He seized his opportunity and tugged, pushing himself off of her body. He started to feel himself falling, and almost smiled despite the fire situation he still found himself in. At least, until he saw the huge anal ring dilate again.

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The explosion totally caught him off guard, as up to now, he had never experienced such a display. The gaping butthole coughed out a flurry of small, wet chunks of shit, shooting then into the toilet at different angles. Propelled by another powerful fart, the blobs of faeces gained on Dom and he was struck by one just before he slammed into something firm. He felt the air get squished out of his lungs as the meaty hunk of shit crushed him against the previous log that Mila had dropped. He found himself pinned against the poo, unable to move and drowning in the awful reek of detritus.

Mila actually felt sorry for the little pervert, as the soppy wet shart rained down beneath her. The air was hazy under the goddess's huge ass, the rising heat from her shit blurring everything that Dom could see. He could just about hear the grumbling in the woman's bowels, high above him, but all he could think of was getting free of his vile prison. He clawed at the thick, goopy waste as he desperately tried to get free of the slowly sinking turd.

He just managed to scrape enough of the muck away to roll to the side. Dom found himself face first against the building sized piece of Mila's shit. The awful junk clung to his nose and made him want to puke. He struggled to push his face away as his arms wobbled in the hot, heavy air. His gut was spasming with nausea as he panted from his effort. He looked up and the color drained from his face.

As if she had been waiting for him to think that he was safe, the German woman's enormous asshole peeked open and a thick, light brown sludge seeped out. Like a sick, oversized play-dough, the sludge rushed down to meet him, and the tiny, defeated man could do nothing but wait for it to arrive.

The dense string of crap gently sloshed into the water and started to collapse to the side, filling any water around the central log. The horrific smell and heat was overwhelming, and Dom felt his vision tunneling as he swayed on his knees. As Mila emptied her colon, the pathetic Brit fainted, landing face first in her waste. She finished her shit and breathed a sigh of relief as the last of the sizzling brown goo left her ass.

He was sweating, she too soaked as she huffed, still sitting on the toilet. She reached for the disgustingly thin, single-ply toilet paper and reached behind her to wipe. As soon as the flimsy material touched her wet anus, her finger tore through it and she frowned as she felt her middle digit scrape against the faeces on her rear. She was a little grossed out, but then remembered who was in the toilet bowl and thought that she couldn't complain. The business woman took her time wiping, tossing more and more paper on top of the mountain of shit she had dropped off.

Once she was satisfied that she was clean, she stood up, turning around with her panties and skirt still around her knees, and pushed the lever to flush away her waste, along with the disgusting little pervert buried in it.