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Lazmer had been pounded for hours by a giant cock filling the tiger shark's flooded cunt. How much cum he's consumed by now he couldn't even wonder. He was so drown in male and female musk he was losing track of reality not to mention how many times that giant fleshy wall smashed into his face and filled him more and more of thick white cum. The coyote had hoped being locked away in a cunt would be more bearable than a tailhole but he had no idea how hazardous and disgusting sex was until he was stuck at ground zero.

Lazmer couldn't even tell how many times they both have climaxed at this point, so lost that after being force fed yet another large load from the feline's eager orbs he could barely recognize the odd sensation of cool air hitting his soaked fur. The tiny coyote blinked open his cum soaked eyes to try and understand why he was feeling cool air all of sudden and could hear the rumbled panting of the two now unmuffled.

Around him he saw that giant dick he was still against but no longer was he inside Megan's wrecked cunt. The feline had pulled out, and those barbs caught the string that bound his form. Lazmer was stuck to the felines throbbing cock, and then he heard something that put more fuel to this fire.

"Mmmm Ebby, I think my backdoor is getting jealous." She purred.

Lazmer perked, trying his best to turn his head and look behind him. He caught out of the corner of his eye the tiger shark face down and rump up. Her bare white and light orange hide was presented to the feline, who reached out to grab to handfuls of those luscious ass cheeks. Pulling them aside, his hips moved forward pushing that barbed cock and Lazmer closer to her tailhole.

"Then let's fix that little kitty." He growled eagerly.

The coyote panicked, everything he said about a cunt being worse than he thought he tried to take back. He really didn't want to end up as a cum and shit stain inside Megan's rectum, especially since she thought he was in her cunt. He wiggled with what might he had left and soon found that all the rough pounding done to his form had frayed the string wrapped around him.

With more tugging he managed to break the string and just as his body was getting free from that, the back of his head smashed into Megan's tailhole. There was nothing he could do, even though he just got free from that cursed string. With a rough growl from the feline, he thrust in and with Lazmer's muzzle still sunk into that giant pisshole, he was pushed into Megan once again.

Lazmer was once again forced deep into Megan but this time it wasn't the musky smell of her sex, but the tainted rotten smell of her bowels. The well soaked cock and his body easily slide through her intestines until a thunderous rumble shook her caverns as the feline's hips smashed into her rump. Slick slime that caked the shark's intestines began to smear over his cum caked fur yet still he clung to that pulsing cock believing it was his key out.

Ebby began to pull back, the large did pulling through the rippling walls tightening all around it from pleasurable feelings. The feline however didn't want to pull all the way out for his next ram, the warmth and sensation of her tailhole squeezing over him was too good to pull out. Before any part of Lazmer could reach her exit, the cock rammed deep into her once more.

Lazmer was stuck riding out the punishing piston action, realizing he was going to receive another load from the feline. He had to cling tight to the pounding cock if he had any hope to get back out, as even his cries for help were drown out from being so far inside the tiger sharks large, pleasure seeking form. He had to hold tight as he was pounded in again and again.

The coyote then felt an anomaly when he was thrust in once more, an odd wet and stick sensation the back of his head was being pounded into. The next thrust, accompanied by a gush of pre into his face and maw, had that odd sensation at the back of his head become more apparent. It wasn't until the third thrust that this sticky ooze suddenly held him in place, and that cock pulled from his grip.

When the giant dick retreated, Megan's bowels squeezed in and that sticky substance collapsed in all around his face. The sharp sudden smell of rotting shit stung at his nose as the horrifying realization hit him. He was being pounded into one of Megan's turds. What he didn't expect was the torment he was about to receive from being stuck to this shit.

The felines dick came smashing back through her intestines and mashed into the shit around Lazmer's head. The pressure from it forced chunks of nasty foul shit into his maw and easily down his throat, then that tip pushed against his face and donated a healthy chaser of pre into his maw to follow that meal. The mix of foul shit from Megan and the felines pre mingling was a bitter sting to his senses and he choked on it. Before he could even try to recover, the tip pulled back, and more shit packed in around his face and then that cock came barreling back in to feed him more.

The feline was energetically hammering into the shark, giving the coyote mawful after mawful of the disgusting mix, Megan was happily pushing back against him, feeling his giant cock filling her tailhole felt so good for the both of them that moans thundered through the constant earthquakes of hips smashing against each other. Lazmer couldn't even beg for mercy anymore with his face constantly full of shit and feline pre.

Then it happened, the loud squeals and deep growls. That huge dick pushed in hard feeding him more of her shit. The felines pisshole kissed against Lazmer's snout and an explosion of cum filled his face. It then frantically pulled back before thrusting fully into him, pushing more shit with a big load of cat cum into him, and again... and again...

When he finally stopped, he seem content to lay over the tiger shark as the two rode out the sensations. Lazmer was left pin between the satisfied dick still oozing cum into his face, and packed in shit claiming his body. There was so much of the shit and cum that had mixed together thanks to the thrusting that he was stuck being fed a constant stream of the muddy soup. He didn't know how long they seem to lay there like that, it was agony swallowing the toxic mixture, but the barbed cock started to flaccid and suddenly pulled out... without him.

Lazmer was left in a mix of male and female muck and without that cock stretching Megan open, the bowels were clamping down again. All of it formed around his body and mashed pools of cum and shit against him. Between being mashed by the disgusting mess invading his senses, he had to wonder how she even had any shit left this close to her exit if she only went once a month. Maybe she simply didn't get it all out last time, but the prospect was bothersome to him. He either was soon to be unknowingly dumped into a toilet, or he had a lot of time to know what it's like to be one of Megan's log.

The coyote didn't have much time to adapt to his new way of life when a ripple pulled through the muscles around him, mashing the grotesque soup into his face for him to gag on. The tension of muscles was soon followed by the fleshy wall in front of him pushing down into him roughly and a signature moan ripping through the giant Shark. They were at it again, it seemed the feline was going back to her cunt and the added mass on the other side of her walls was robbing him space inside her bowels.

Lazmer could feel each forceful thrust as it smashed more of the muddy mix into him. Megan's pleasures and that cat's ambitions were smothering him and he was fairly certain neither of them were aware what their sex was doing to him. He would spend another hour having Megan's muscles and the cat's big dick mashing the muddy mix of shit and cum into him as they tested both their limits on how many times they could go at it.

He wasn't sure how many times they went at it, or even how the night ended as he was abused so far that he passed out. When he finally came back around his tomb of mess was more runny then before, the thick scent of male musk higher with the amount of cum around him, telling him they tried more anal over his unconscious body. He couldn't really tell what was going on with the outside world, if Megan had left somewhere else or was sleeping off a very active night when he finally got his answer from a loud voice rumbling through her walls.

"I don't know what happen to him!" She shouted in frustration.

This confirmed that she was awake, and had just found out Lazmer was no longer in her cum soaked cunt. She was probably arguing with his Mistress. The coyote tried to move around, maybe pushing against the walls of her intestines would let her know where he was, but this thick soup was very difficult to move in. He was trying to feel his way through the slime of kitty cum and chunks of shark shit but with his movements so stifled he doubt his little wiggles did much to alert the large tiger shark.

He exhausted himself with his struggles but made no progress, he was solidly stuck in this gross muck. Lazmer was stuck along for the ride with the contents of Megan's shit hole, able to feel every rumble of her steps as she moved about presumably looking for him. Every movement was smearing him around in that mess, making this trip very painful as he was subjected to her waste.

He was lost in that nasty concoction for a long while, unable to contact the large tiger shark he was lost in. Then the thunderous booms of foot steps were accompanied by new sounds, rhythmic beats pounding through her form. It sounded like some kind of loud music. Was she partying? He knew she was in heat, and probably frustrating with losing him, perhaps she was trying to dance off those emotions before re-approaching the search later? He could only speculate with the few clues he could get from inside her when another clue popped up, specifically on the other side of the thin wall of her intestines. Another pounding.

The tiger shark was once more engaging in sex as he could feel a cock pushing up into her, once more smashing all the gunk he was swimming in against his body. Lazmer swore she had no off button for her sex drive as he had to take the pressure of her cunt being pounded again and again. It felt like a while of him forcefully dining on her butt gunk when the pressure let off, and new pressure came from below.

A wide and wet mass from bellow pushed up into his feet and showed no signs of stopping. Lazmer was propelled upwards even deeper into Megan, carried with all that waste as clearly she was getting taken from behind again. This cock tip pushing him upwards was far different then before though, it was very wide and flat. It had to be a horse and that terrified him, they were notorious for having large cocks and it was drilling him deeper into Megan.

Lazmer cried out, he didn't want to be forever lost inside her intestines but moans of yes's from the tiger shark encouraged that long dick to bury deep inside of her. The only plus side to this situation is that his head was pushed above the mass he was lost in, now smeared into the slimy walls of her intestines with all of the mess beneath him. What he thought was a blessing turned out to be far worse when that cock withdrew, then came back.

Lazmer's legs got caught against the walls, and pinned beneath the flared cock head, so it drove up until it pressed all that mass into his exposed rear. Lazmer tensed in surprise as he felt pressure build on his tailhole. No no no, there was no way this was about to happen, he could not allow this horse to fuck all of the waste inside Megan's bowels into his ass. He clenched hard to prevent it from happening and thankful the cock pulled back before he was violated. He felt like he might dodge a hefty bullet with this one, until he heard Megan demanding the horse go harder.

All the clenching he could do wouldn't save him when that giant dick came pounding back into her. It smashed against the mass and his rump, and the muddy shit left with nowhere else to go under such rough pressure, forced up into his anus and invaded him. A painful squeak pulled out of the coyote into her slick intestines that was kissing his face as the horse was literally fucking shit into his ass. His intestines began to fill with that mess before the horse pulled back and once more a thunderous echo rumbled through the shark's body as the horse's strong hips hammered into Megan's rear and more of it was forced up Lazmer's ass.

The coyote cried for them to stop, but Megan was driven for more and the horse was convicted to cum inside her. With all the attention to Megan's tailhole, the intestines began to clamp and ripple around him. A mix of pleasure, and a desire to void the mass invading her. On the next forceful thrust in, not only was Lazmer's ass painfully filled with more, his face was rammed upwards into another mass of shit that was hiding deeper inside of her. The rough wall caked mud into his face, and pushed into his maw forcing him to taste rotten milk and meat that offended his senses.

This had to be the most foul form of spit roasting one could imagine, he was being fed raw shit from Megan with every thrust that buried his head in that mass, while also having gallons of cum soaked shit rammed up his ass. His body was being filled with the grotesque materials he was buried in, when the horse couldn't take it anymore and drove in one last time.

The horse rammed in one more time, loud moans took hold all around him as the last bit of that mass he was previously in was forced up his anus. The horse didn't pull back however, leaving Lazmer's head lost in the thick mass of shit he was forced to swallow. That giant tip flared up against his bare cheeks and he wasn't aware that the horse's piss hole was perfectly aligned with his anus. While he choked on mountains of shit being forced down his throat, he suddenly felt the gut splitting pain of hot thick cum rocketing up into his ass.

Lazmer swore at any moment he was about to fountain vomit the insane amount of burning cum powering through his body, but that void in his stomach kept it from exploding his insides. Every wave that violated him was presented with another push into Megan, causing more shit to be forced down his throat at a rapid pace. As his ears filled with the earthquake moans of their pleasure, he knew he was serving effectively as their living condom. Even a condom would be terrified to be on that horse, there was just so much musky seed being driven into his ass he swore he was getting drunk off it.

The cock stay seated against Lazmer's ass as the two recovered over each other, even Lazmer needed time after his sore ass was violated that roughly. There was so much horse jizz invading his insides yet all he could taste was the foul shit filling his face. Before he could, Megan only hinted to the horse for a round two, and that horse was far too eager to dig himself in her mighty fine rear that he didn't turn her down. Lazmer's ensuing cries of torment were completely lost deep inside Megan's ass, being roughly pounded by the well endowed horse as his bits prepared another big load for the coyote.

Lazmer was forced to take another giant load into him. His insides were bursting with burning horse cum. He couldn't even scream while he was being repeatedly violated as shit never stopped oozing into his face. The horse seemed satisfied with his thrill, the giant tip soon soften and withdrew. The coyote was left far deeper than before, buried so deep in Megan's shit it was all he could witness.

With his arms stuck to his side, the coyote was left in a mountain of shit. Anytime Megan's body would tense more of it was forced down his throat and apparently she wasn't done fucking as her muscles tensed a lot. That was all he to tell what was happening as no dick was going to match the length of that horse. He tried desperately to try and get his feet any sort of leverage to get him free from this monstrous turd.

His wiggles and squirms won him no merit, but he was simply too sick of being fed this never ending rotten mess. He's had a life time of tasting Megan's putrid shit and it never got easier to handle. In fact it felt like it was just getting worst. Lazmer swore he felt the walls of her intestines crushing down on him even more then before. Even the thunderous moans sounded more like grunts from her.

A cold breeze licked over his lower half, and Lazmer discovered what was happening. He was a living bowel movement, being shat out by the tiger shark. The shit his body was stuck in was slowly inching downward, when her tailhole wanted to clamp off the log, it tried so on his head. All that stale putrid shit mashed into his head from all sides, his maw was forced open wide as it caught all of it. His arms pulled free from the muck to push his paws against her tensed wrinkled asshole that was pushing wretched feces into him at alarming speed.

Finally that tailhole relaxed again, and the shit Lazmer was in slowly crawled out more until it broke off from Megan. He dropped swiftly in the casing of crap with a hefty splash into the cold water below. He tried to wiggle out of the sinking shit when he felt something clamp around one of his legs, and he was hoisted up out of the recent dump. Lazmer choked on the amount of shit he had to swallow, gasping for fresh air. It took him a moment to orientate himself, but when he did he found himself dangled inches from Megan's giant cunt.

Lazmer was confused for a moment, when a blast of hot urine pounded over his small self. His body was rocked and twirled to the power of the bitter blast power washing into his fur. He even got a mouthful of it to rinse the shit out of his maw. The sticky potent piss stung at his senses but it washed out the shit and cum that was caked in his fur. At that point he realized that Megan was literally giving him a golden shower.

After the pounding fire hose of piss came to but a dribble, he was shook off in the bowel before being lifted out of the toilet. He was raised up and up past scrunched up belly of the shark being hunched over, and mountainous breasts tightly held behind a shirt and bra until he saw the shark grin of the girl. Megan smiled at digging him out of the toilet, still dripping in his piss.

"So I like, cleaned ya off how you like. Or at least your... Mistress told me you like." She giggled lightly with hot breath billowing over his small form. "So I don't know how you managed to squirm your way into my rump, maybe you just like those places but I totally can't lose you so, tomorrow I'm gonna bring ya back home but like, tonight I got an idea. Instead of putting you inside me, you can spend the night in my bra, keep the girls company. There's definitely no way I can lose you there." She figured.

Lazmer didn't even bother debating with her that he didn't in fact enjoy being pissed on to be washed off, the prospect that he could spend the night in her bra was heaven to his ears. Finally, no more musky cunts, no more putrid tailholes, no cum invading his rear and most importantly, no more shit being force fed into him. He quickly nod in agreement with Megan.

"Yes Mistress! I very much applaud your brilliant idea, I will certainly stay put there!" He appraised.

"Aww, aren't you a sweetie. Just like, fair warning, I'm running on two days without a shower though so it might be a bit muggy in there, but you like that stuff right?" She tilted her head softly in curiosity.

"Um... y-yes Mistress Megan, I am to bath in all your natural beauty and essence." He quickly thought up.

The prospect of sweaty boob wasn't ideal, but leagues better than anywhere else on her. Her plush breasts, with how generous her bust was, is sure to be a good night's sleep waiting for him. A soft, pillow like bed to fall into, a nice warm bra for a blanket. Lazmer was sure if he breathed through his maw it would be divine. The tiger shark lowered him down, pulling up her t-shirt and revealing the hot pink bra she was wearing. With one hand, she popped the front hook on the bra so she could reveal those wonderful giant hills bare to his eyes to take in. The glorious white mounds were like finding water in a desert, he was so eager to finally find a warm, soft place to recover from all he's been through.

Megan positioned Lazmer into the bra, laying him along the bottom of it like it was a hammock. The cotton material was a bit more rigid then he suspect it to be, and quite deep for the large bust Megan had but it was comfortable enough. After taking a moment to admire the coyote lounging like he just came home from a hard days work, she moved the bra back into place. Right then, Lazmer notice the top part of the bra looked far more flexible than the bottom part, and his nose also picked up on something sour. He soon discovered the reason the bottom of the bra was rigid, is because it was crusted over with oils, grease and sweat from the tiger sharks two day hiatus of a shower.

Lazmer's hope was sinking fast, the smell stung at his nose. He figured maybe he would be laid over the breast not at the bottom of the cup, but he didn't fuss at first until common sense told him all fluids would roll with gravity and gather at the bottom of her bust. He was laying in the worst part of the bra. What he was about to find out as well, is this wasn't just a bra, it was a push up bra so Megan could show off all her wonderful cleavage.

Worry started to grip him, but it was too late to warn Megan. Her face was eclipsed by the oncoming breast filling Lazmer's vision. The giant breast filled into the cup easily, due to her still riding out her heat her breast was larger then normal. It caused that plush mound to fill out the bra, smashing it into Lazmer. His head forced to face her leaving one cheek tightly pressed into the crusted bra, the other firmly pushed into the bottom of her bust like the rest of his body.

Lazmer was quickly having all his hopes crushed again as he was realizing no part of a women was safe from stench. The mountain of plush was crushing into him from above as gravity and it's sheer mass wanted to rest down against the tiny coyote lost in the bottom of the bra. The stench of dirty under boob was sour and stung at his sense swiftly, his maw opened in a gag, desperate to breath out of it instead of his nose. Then it got a lot worst.

The pressure of the giant bust on top of him amplified swiftly, she had just clasped the bra back into place. Plentiful amount of boob was crushing into him as the bra held him so firmly that it was the breast giving to his body and not the bra. He was an indent in her very flesh, and that little clasp that hoisted her breasts up and squeezed them together, also pushed his body just up under all of it. He was greeted with a collection of sweat and oils that had gathered down here, out of sight and out of mind.

The taste of the shark's natural odors filled his maw, forcing him to breath through his nose and smell her crusty under boob. Lazmer was surprised to admit it, but her cunt was actually more preferable than this. Then she got up from the toilet, and after cleaning up began to walk to her bedroom. Every step was a nightmare, all that breast above him heaved up slightly before coming pounding down on top of him. Lazmer felt like he was trapped beneath the worlds larger waterbed, if he was crushable he would certainly be nothing more than a red stain to mingle with all her other stains down here.

That's when the shark sat down in her bed. The devastating bounce testing the magic imbued into him making him uncrushable. Air rushed out of his lungs forcefully and he had to suckle on her muck just to fill them again. He coughed and choked on her, and then gravity violently shifted as she laid down in her bed. He was once more rustled against the breast, squeezed and jiggled around until it calmed. He would scream in horror at how badly this turned out if he could, then he heard her rumbling voice billowing out of her chest.

"There ya go, like enjoy hotel Megan little guy. I'll see ya in the morning." She gave a soft giggle, imagining him all wrapped up in murrs warmly tucked away.

Lazmer was far from pleased, and she was far too clueless to know how rank she was under here. She rolled over to turn off her light and the simple motion smeared the coyote into the crevice of her breast and chest. Even more of that flaky paste filled into his maw with her simple movements, causing him to choke it down. Then with a click, she moved back and settled.

At least without gravity pulling her entire bust down onto him, Lazmer felt the tiniest bit of pressure off his body, but this was still miserable. He had hoped he would find himself sleeping on the worlds greatest, and erotic water bed but instead he was the one being laid on. Between the pressure, and the potent rank of her body odor, the coyote wasn't getting much sleep tonight. Once again he was stuffed into a volatile situation with no escape.

It only took a few long minutes before her deafening snoring began, ensuring he wasn't getting any sleep. What felt like hours wrestling with her all consuming bust, he noticed how hot it was in here, and humid. It didn't feel humid before but it was getting rather muggy. Even the bra was starting to feel damp, and the muck he was tasting was growing salty. The heat of the night was getting to her, and she was starting to sweat. Pouring fuel on the fire, now Lazmer had to drink her oil infused sweat from beneath her breast so he could continue to smell her odor.

It didn't take long before Lazmer was drenched in breast sweat, it might've just been a little bit to her but it was a storm to his tiny form. Lazmer whimpered as it turned all that nasty crust tucked away beneath her breast runny. The nasty mix was coating his body, the bra that was suppose to serve as his blanket was plastered to him. When he thought it couldn't get any worse, being at the mercy of one lone breast smothering him in it's filth, gravity turned and she shifted to roll over.

Unconsciously, the shark wasn't aware of Lazmer and so her body desired to lay face down. The world shifted around him as gravity switched completely. Then a drop hit his gut. She flopped onto her chest with all her weight. Her breast with nowhere to go filled outward and smeared Lazmer into the bra. All that build up of sweat suddenly desired somewhere to escape to, and what didn't ooze into the bra, forced into the coyote. He was saved from having his ass violated again, still sore and full of cum, but his maw was fully taken advantage of. The gunk rushed into his maw and filled down his throat while he was mashed by the giant boob.

The tiger shark pleasantly hugged her arms around her pillow, nuzzling into it and continuing her peaceful sleep. Absolutely unaware of the coyote she was crushing with her breast, drown in her sweat and gunk. This had already been an eternity too long spending time with a breast at this size, but Megan was just entering sleep. This was going to be a long and painful night.