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Lazmer was a sneaky coyote, he had himself held up in his favorite stalking grounds, The girls bathroom. They never suspect being a victim here, those nasty girls deserved to choke on his dick. He was bigger than them, stronger than them and he always enjoyed getting his rocks off on using them. Today was different however, his exploits were getting around, and the girl he had his eyes on didn't come alone. What was to be another one of his exploits turned into a scuffle, the cowardly coyote was no match against someone his own size, a body builder of a vixen who knocked him cold.

In a floating abyss he found himself, the groggy coyote soon was overcome with a booming voice filling his mind. "Lazmer, far too many times have you taken advantage of innocent souls, the desires for you to get off on their suffering has landed you here. Now we will see how you feel to be the one taken advantage of. Since your favored grounds is the bathroom, you will be at their mercy there." The voice disclosed to him.

Grumbling with a stir, the small coyote woke to hard plastic he was laid upon. Lazmer opened his eyes to find darkness all about him, it seem to be a large round room with nothing but white plastic all around him with the only light source being from far above in spaces around the ceiling.

Trying to remember how he got to this strange place, all he could remember is darkness taking over him for a moment and that voice, then he simply woke up here, but where was here? He then felt trembling vibrating through the floor, and soon after a thumping sound. It didn't take long for it to grow heavier and louder until finally there was a thunderous slam from outside. It was quiet only for a moment, then he heard what sounded like a giant zipper being undone, followed by an intense gurgling noise muffled outside somewhere... and then a loud female voice.

"Ugh lords what did I eat?"

This room was beginning to cause him a lot of anxiety, but the real final nail in his plastic coffin was the shower of light from above all of a sudden. The ceiling flew open followed by a heavy thump that rippled through his entire prison and then it was dark again. He took a moment to adjust to the changing in lights when a thunderous blast filled his large room, followed by several rain drops of something. Then another blast, then a third that drew out longer than the other two.

The wind was a torrent around him, and quickly a horrible smell filled his lungs. The stench of rot pulled a gag from him as he tried to look up and see what was going on. The ceiling of his prison was replaced with furry hills of black, and a much smaller set of mounds further. He stood up trying to push past that horrible smell and study the changes when the smaller mounds suddenly let loose a waterfall.

What was merely a trinkle outside of a minute sprinkle hitting plastic was a far different story for the shrunken coyote. A firehose of yellow crashing into the floor of his prison and spread outwards. Crouching down to all fours he tried to keep himself stable as a new musky scent filled his limited air supply. He knew then exactly what this was, the golden spray of urine was filling his room.

Another violent gurgle filled his ears as if to remind him of the earlier statement he heard from the unaware occupant. Quicky he tried to avoid being befouled upen by shouting up to the female, but at that same moment a rumbling groan of relief bellowed from her drowning him out, and with it came a new waterfall.

Thick brown mud hammered down onto his back and all around him as he tried to shout again but the weight of the feces dropping on him pushing him into the urine now half a foot deep. Despite being pushed deep into that urine the coyote found no desire to breath. It would seem suffocating wasn't one of his worries, but this thick torrent of shit piling onto him was growing large by the second.

The female groaned again and more showered down upon him, he could feel the added weight beginning to win against his own strength. In desperation, he curled into himself, and got his feet on the floor. Using his leg muscles, the coyote pushed hard and began driving through the shit piling around him. She was unloading mushy, chunky defications that was challenging to push through. It was all in his fur and sliding across every part of his naked form.

Yet finally, he pushed until he was standing straight and managed to get his chest above the recently created pile. With a shake of his head he opened his eyes to find she was thankfully done, but not before adding a soiled wad of toilet paper on his head. He fidgeted about trying to get his arms free to get the soiled paper covered in remains off his head. While the yote struggled to get one of his hands free, the occupant stood up, and redressed before heading out.

He had stalked area's like these time and time again, but never had he bared witness to such foul things those women are capable of. Lazmer grew more and more upset at them, to treat him like this was unforgivable, yet his torment was just beginning. He managed to pull off that soiled wad of paper and try to plan his revenge.

Still stuck in the hot mud left from the previous occupant, he didn't have long to rest from his experience, the bang of the door came once more. Lazmer looked up to see a golden Dragoness enter the stall, her eyes looking straight at him. Finally, someone takes notice. Perhaps he could manipulate her to getting him free of this wretched prison but a disgusted look was all she spared to him, as she dropped her jeans and thong. She didn't see him, she only saw the mess he camouflaged in so well with. He didn't have time to call out as her wide hips filled his vision and down she came. With a loud thunk she landed on the toilet and it creek against her weight. She was so big, her ass barely fit on this toilet.

Lazmer's heart jumped in his throat as he took note just how big she was and what kind of mess that meant for him. He saw her anus relax and begin to spread, and with one last shout he called but wind blew through that hole. A forceful gust pushed down into the toilet and filled his lungs with the distinct taste of rotten meat and eggs. He gagged and wretched at the lingering stain he tasted when crackling broke his episode from above.

A giant tree trunk of a pillar began squeezing out of that Dragoness's asshole, it was thicker then he was, and it was descending just in front of him. Thankfully due to her large size, her tailhole was off position. Lazmer could only be thankful he was spared being flattened by that monster shit, but he counted his blessings too soon.

Once it was nearly twice as tall as he was her tailhole pinched it off. The mass came slamming down on the toilet floor, sending a wave of piss up in its wake and even splashing the shit stained coyote, then it fell forward, towards him.

Unable to move from his spot, he threw up his hands to catch it but it was just too heavy. It smashed into him and pushed him down against the bottom of the toilet on his back. The force of it's impact pushed a maw full of that nasty shit into his maw and with it's resting weight against him he couldn't spit it out. Lazmer tried to force it out of his maw but he couldn't, and in his panic he swallowed it. His whole world spun as he felt the slimey mass go down his throat, and to his dismay, more was pushing into his maw behind it.

More and more of it was forced into his maw as he barely heard the muffled groan from above, then suddenly hot liquid began to fill his face. A jet of piss had punched through the log he was trapped under, and obliterated the head of that log. Now Lazmer was pinned beneath the other half, while getting pissed on by the large Dragoness.

"Ugh I've had to go for a while." She confessed.

Lazmer was feeling the brunt of it, the piss was filling his maw, going down his throat and choking him out. No matter what he did, it was pushing into him and it kept coming. More and more of that golden urine blasted him, like a pillar of force feeding drink and it just never stopped. His whole world became an ocean of piss to the point where the log he was trapped beneath got lighter from how much the toilet was filling up.

Finally, after what felt like hours that piss slacked off. Lazmer struggled against his trappings when a huge pressure was placed on his stomach from above, another log mashed the one he was trapped in, and it was just enough that he freed himself. Swimming up to the surface, he could barely stand to keep himself above, he coughed and gagged trying to clear his eyes to find a safe spot. The water was turbulent, being splashed around as a third shit pillar crashing into the pile she was creating.

"Ugh finally." She groaned from above in a thunderous voice. "A laxative that works."

Lazmer could tell she was backed up, she already dwarfed the previous occupants droppings and that wasn't just due to size. The air was so thick and pungent from her shit, and soon followed the long bellow of an ample bout of air escaping from her. The stale old shit smell began changing to a sharper, almost garbage like smell. It was so awful it was clouding Lazmer's vision, and soon after that explosion came more. It wasn't as hard as the first one and it flowed more quickly.

Lost in the waves of gold and searching for anywhere to get out of the piss, hisd panic rose when one of those depth charges landed right next to him. She had scooted forward, hunching over and letter her asshole take center of the toilet. With a frustrated growl, he tried to swim away but another mass of shit fell in his path, he took a different direct and yet another. She had managed to make him a bowl of brown on all sides and it left him with nowhere to go less he try to scale the mass of ooze.

She adjusted above as another wave hit her. Her stomach tightened and her tailhole spread out, larger and larger until it began coming towards him.

"Oh lords, here it is. This one must be that night last week I tried anal." She panted and groaned, pushing harder.

Lazmer could see she was indeed right, and whatever stud that nailed her had to have gone at it several times cause this piller was thickly laced with semen. The coyote just looked up, starstruck by the sheer size of this massive bm that must have been impacted from multiple ramming sessions and it was closing in on him.

"You stupid bitch stop!" Lazmer commanded yet the giant Dragoness didn't hear him as another wave hit her.

A loud groan, and another push of those taunt stomach muscles bared down the weight of the mass into Lazmer's face. It pushed into his maw, it filled his sense and the wretched mix of stale musk and horrific rotting meat was his world, then she pushed again. More was force fed to him as he was pushed into it. He could feel the rough mass oozing over his shoulders, forcing his arms to his sides and down his chest and back. Each little inch it pushed out, was another foot of feces pushed into him, he could even taste the remnants of semen laced through it, pushing over his tongue and down his throat.

Her stomach tightened again, and more of it pushed until he could feel the mass swallow up his legs and he became absorbed into it. It was pushing out around his feet and then his world tilted as the pillar came crashing down with gravity. With his world in a roll he felt himself leaned up against the bowl of shit when another mass smashed into his face before rolling off. He got yet another helping of her waste but at least now he could see he was facing her unseen cunt, looking directly up at that spent tailhole.

"Oh finally." She moaned, getting rid of all this stuck waste was very relieving, and the finally wave hit her.

A rather wet expulsion of air exploded into the toilet followed by a heavy waterfall. Lazmer could see the landslide of mud coming down right on top of him and prepared for impact. It smashed against his shit covered form and quickly buried him in her runny waste. What was her little finisher was a steaming tomb for the coyote, buried away in the mass as she wiped off with a final.

"Damn that felt good."

Lazmer was sealed off in a pile of the nasty feces. He could feel the weight of the pile against him. Idle thoughts while he was still gagging on the large amount of shit he was force fed from the Dragoness he left him buried. The coyote wasn't left alone with his thoughts for long, another participant needed reliving and although he couldn't hear or see much he did feel the thunk of someone sitting on the toilet of his prison.

The coyote couldn't properly think with all the events that had happen to him what more horrors lay in wait for him but they were eager to find him. Shit oozed into his face but that didn't last long as a jet stream of golden urine hit him. The coyote was forced to drink of the urine to chase after that shit as it pummeled the log he was encased in. A soft sigh from above herald her relief, but what was her little relief was his endless torment. He was forced to drink her piss for as long as she was unknowingly feeding him it.

Thankfully she didn't have as much as the previous occupant, and soon that waterfall of gold slacked off. Lazmer's head was still thankfully above the water line, but all these smells were mingling and simply reinforcing itself. That damn force field wasn't letting any of it out, so it just grew and grew in his prison choking him out. Still unable to free himself from the imprisonment of this monster log, he was stuck watching as yellow furred cheeks spread and happily donated more shit to the pile in the middle that was growing.

Once she contributed to the growing pile, and smells, she wiped tossing the soiled wad into the bowel and left. At least the coyote was spared being soiled on by her. He wasn't free from his oblivious company, another came in right after that one. Even Lazmer found it odd how busy it seemed until he wondered if it was lunch hour, the one time he dared not stalk the bathroom. Too many people, and too many disgusting sounds.

The next ass to take his prison was of short grey fur, and noticeably a furless tail, A mouse. She sat upon the toilet and was timid to start doing her business with concerns of anyone else hearing her do something unlady like. This was the exact type of personality Lazmer would hunt for, weak and frail.

Her first gift to the coyote she wasn't aware of was a fountain of urine. The mouse was smaller then some of his other occupants, so her stream of urine his lower then his face. The spray pummeled into his stomach and lap though still splashing up into his face plenty enough. Her stream didn't last as long as the others though, but still was as potent. The mingling of all the piss was filling Lazmer's head with the heady strong scent of ammonia causing his head to swirl. The coyote soon realized this mouse did him a favor though, she had washed away enough of the hard log he was trap in where he could squirm himself free once more and just in time as his head was starting to submerge under the rising water level.

Once free, the coyote blindly climbed away from the urine and crawled over mounds of thick mud threatening to sink his form into it. He gagged on all the rich and thick scents in his potent prison but diligently made his way to higher ground hoping to find the wall of this toilet and stay sheltered away from all the waste that was filling it. At least this little mouse was kind enough to free him, even if she wasn't aware of it. Maybe he would spare her once he got free of this torment and got revenge on all this girls for doing this to him. Lazmer was shaken from his thoughts as a thunderous explosion blew a gust of hot wind against his back.

"Oh!" She squeaked from above surprised by the sudden expulsion.

The coyote was confused, he rolled over to look up and see his blind scurry did not win him shelter. He had climbed the mound of shit growing in the center of the toilet and had put himself directly below the mouse's tailhole. He looked up at her wrinkled tailhole in time to see it explode outwards again. Another explosive gas thundered out of her but this one came with a ball of shit shot from her like a cannon. The projectile fired slammed into the coyote's gut and pushed him a bit into that mud hill. The coyote huffed, trying to recover from having the wind knocked out of him, while also trying to pry that cannon ball of her waste off himself when a deep grumble pulled through the mouse's bowels.

"No don't you dare you disgusting rodent!" Lazmer shouted up at her.

But the tiny coyote's demands were drown out by a long deep grumble that ended in her body suddenly tensing as another explosion of gas tore through her and showering the coyote in a rain of shit droplets and foul gas.

"Oh goodness" She embarrassed from the very unlady like act.

Yet the mouse was just finding out how badly her bowels desired to void. She perked for a moment, that tailhole tightened trying to hold back the torrent yet when she believed no one else was in earshot of her dirty dead she began to relax and let nature happen.

The coyote shouted a final demand when her tailhole blew open and mudslide of her shit fell on top of him. The coyote couldn't believe someone so small and weak had such a lethal punch of foulness in her. The torrent of muddy shit piled over his form and packed into his maw stinging at his taste. It was fibre's, grainy like rotten oats. The coyote was forced to accept that someone he would normally take by the hair and force his dick into their face now had such power over him that their mere unaware act of shitting made him powerless in her filth.

The coyote was being buried alive under a sea of her free flowing mud. Every squeak she gave in surprise to a new wave hitting her added more pressure to the ever growing mound of shit above him. It pushed against him roughly as he was lost under her waste. Any hopes of him climbing out of this were slipping away with each donation from her.

After an agonizing 10 minutes being stuck under her shit spewing hole it seem to stop. There was silence, no more farting and no more added pressure. Simply a pant from above as the mouse gathered herself after the sudden episode.

"Well that was unexpected. I hope no one heard that..." She worried.

She had no idea how much Lazmer had witnessed her dirty deed. Lazmer couldn't even tell if she had left him or if someone else came in, his world was her pile of shit and he couldn't get free of it. Yet another occupant did take the mouse's place and this one wasn't so eager to do her business as quickly.

"Well this one is due for a flush." She grumbled.

Lazmer immediately panicked. A flush, not in the traditional sense with these unique toilets no. A flush with these toilets were far worst, they were basically compost bins waiting for a single button push to compact them so they had room for more. If she pushed that he would certainly be crushed he believed.

But the feline wasn't aware of the trapped coyote, nor cared for the feelings of a pile of shit. She reached a finger out and pressed into that button on the wall. That single press sealed the coyote's fate and he could hear that energy field keeping all the smells in suddenly burst with energy. It was solidifying, and soon slowly moving down into the toilet. He soon felt added pressure from above as that energy wall pushed down into the peak of the mountain of shit he was stuck in and it slowly pressed down more.

The feline held onto that button commanding the forcefield lower and lower as it mashed that pile of shit down. Lazmer could feel that shit pushing into him rougher. It would continue to come down on him as long as that female had her finger on the button. The coyote squirmed, trying to fight back but he was just another piece of shit to be tamed by the toilet now.

The pile of shit spread out to one solid layer being compacted into the floor of the toilet. That pile of grainy shit was being smashed into the coyote so roughly it forced into his maw making him feed from the mouse quickly. Even worst, the feline still hadn't let up on that button even after all the shit was leveled out in the bin. She wasn't happy until it was compacted as far as it would go.

Lazmer was stuck feeling shit not only forcing into his maw at a speedy rate, but it also began pushing into any other hole or crevice it could. His clenched butt served powerless against the tide of shit that oozed into it, then began to penetrate his tailhole and quickly began to fill his insides. Lazmer was choking on a never ending flow of shit in his maw while that same filth was literally taking him from behind. His ultimate violation could only end with death and he was praying for that force field to snuff out his life.

Even after the shit seem to compact as far as it would go, the feline laid on that button as she was idling scrolling through her phone. That passive motion was causing the coyote to suffer greatly. Shit was invading every orifice of his trying to fill in wherever it could from that immense pressure. Lazmer then realized at this point the forcing being applied to him were far greater then what his body should be able to handle. It was at this point he realized he couldn't be crushed, no bones were breaking and his body wasn't giving into the pressure. Something that might've been a super power in any other situation was his eternal damnation in this.

Despite being forced to consume gallons of steamy foul shit, and having even more violate his anus and fill his intestines he would survive this intact. After minutes of this torment, the coyote then felt the barrier itself pressing against his face. He had consumed all the shit that was between him and that barrier, smashed into mere inches of the now strongly compacted waste when the feline finally let go of the button and that field retracted.

The shit around him was now as hard as cement and if he could vomit he would a thousand times over for how much of that nasty filth he was force to devour. Lazmer's ass was sore and his guts full of the shit that invaded him. He was now starting to understand what it feels like to be taken against his will, to be violated and degraded. He was being treated like nothing more than a piece of shit and as he watched the black furred ass take a seat above him he despaired.

She groaned softly as a waterfall of urine pushed out of her cunt. The new floor of shit was too solid to absorb it and it flooded out over him. Thankfully it worked a bit to chisel away at the hard shit he was stuck in, and by time she finished pissing on him he was able to pull a bit of himself out and get his head above the urine. Even that was rough as a pillar of solidified shit was still sticking up his ass he had to break free from.

The large feline wiped off her cunt and tossed the paper into the toilet with Lazmer who had finally got free of the compacted shit. He had devised a plan, and quickly used a mix of her urine and that toilet paper to clean the shit caked all over his face and chest. His colors of white and brown might help reveal him to the ladies who have been punishing him knowingly with their waste.

Before Lazmer was even done, his plan worked as he heard a sharp what the hell thunder above him. The coyote spun around, flailing his arms around thankful he may be rescued at last but when he saw who was standing there he froze, his blood ran cold. It was that buff vixen that had knocked him out and started all this standing there staring down at him.

She looked closer with giant blue hues looking over the six inch tall coyote and without the shit caked around his face she soon recognized him.