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Hello everyone~! This was a story commissioned by an anonymous user, and is based on the events of the movie Barbie As Repunzel! In it, Barbie and her dragon, Penelope, get up to some kinky fun together, though things get much more intense than what you might expect~

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This story contains: Fxm, FxF, Castration, Vore, Disposal, toilet play, Scat, Heat play, sadism, degradation, Destruction, Humiliation, Snuff

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“AGH!" Hopie screamed in pain as Penelope the dragon bit into his cock, her razor-sharp teeth shredding his poor shaft into a mess of flesh and blood inside her maw. She happily chewed and swallowed the entire thing, balls and shaft, leaving her teeth stained red, vital fluids dripping down her chin. She moved her head closer to Hopie's face, licking her lips, a devilish, lustful, hungry look in her eyes.

“And now, for the final course~" Her hot and humid breath bathed poor Hopie's face, his nose inhaling the fiery dragon breath as Penelope's maw came ever closer.

Hopie was a bunny, a small one, hardly a foot tall, kept as a pet by the owner of that castle. Unfortunately for Hopie, though, that very owner had agreed to have him be swallowed up by the famished Penelope, a violet dragon with a cherry-blossom pink stomach, which was about to become much more full. She towered over the bunny, her head almost as big as he was, her pointed tongue making him shake.

However, even if he was the victim of this situation, Hopie was far from unhappy about it. After Penelope suggested to the princess that he be used as a snack for their purposes, Hopie had agreed to the idea, committed to serving his owner… and, well, he wasn't going to deny that the blood-soaked teethies on that starving dragonness were extremely hot. He'd dreamed of getting swallowed numerous times, and now, it seemed his fantasies were about to come true.

Though, he found it hard to put any logical thoughts together, given that his body was boiling with pain from his sudden castration. Penelope loved to torture her prey; the dick was just a nice little appetizer. It was all going down her gullet anyways, right~?

“Bye-bye, Hopie~" She whispered and opened her mouth, stretching her lips apart, wider and wider. Her tongue curled out, covered in slobber, dripping all over the meal. He gripped the white bedsheets, already stained red with his blood, his body shivering in fear and excitement. He gulped, unable to close his eyes, as Penelope, laying on the bed, hovering over top of him, brought her drool-soaked maw down on top of him.

She bit into his head, small tooth marks in his neck and back, and she flung him up, into the air, keeping his face firmly inside her cheeks. She threw her head back, and began to swallow, opening her mouth wider and gulping him down with disgusting, wet sounds, glurking and glucking, as his squirming, shaking little bunny paws sank past her lips.

Hopie was lost for words as Penelope swallowed him, his fur dampened with saliva, making it so he slid right down into her stomach without issue. He visibly bulged from her throat, a big, meaty meal that just barely fit, eventually sliding his way down into her stomach. It was a tight, claustrophobic, dark space, filled with boiling-hot acid that burned his fur away and scorched his flesh.

Penelope burped, a rush of fire exhaling from her mouth, and she rubbed her tummy, feeling the movements of the digesting rabbit. Hopie didn't stand a change; dragons digested their meals quite fast. He learned that the hard way, his skin slowly melting off, his flesh soon following, as he was slowly digested into formless waste. He went to reach for his cock, wanting to jack off one last time to the sensation of being eaten, but it wasn't there… and that just made him so much hornier.

Still, a dragon's digestion was fast, but it wasn't that fast. She still had plenty of time to turn to that very princess. Currently, they were in the princess' room, filled with regal furniture, fluffy carpeting, a fancy white bed with a pleasant overhang, and art stationed all over the walls. It had been many years since they'd first taken their residence in this little castle - although, really, it was more like a tower, a single spire rising high into the air, made from grey brick. The princess' bedroom was located at the top, the tallest room, besides the small attic in the roof.

And the name of that princess was Barbie.

Her appearance was perfect in every way. Beautiful, flawless skin, shining blue eyes, dainty lips, and hair, shimmering, gleaming, gorgeous blonde hair, longer than any other head of hair on that continent. It stretched all over, straightened out and bundled up behind the princess, majestic even in its uncombed state. She was immaculate, just as immaculate as all the paintings covering her walls, an art form she'd put years of her life into perfecting. New and old works sat on the bleak brick, bringing a vibrant array of colors and scenes to the room. She was proud of her work and her abilities - every piece meant something special to her, and the ones she actually chose to display in her room were the cream of the crop.

However, today, she was not acting in a way that was at all becoming of a princess.

Barbie kneeled down inside of a hard, wood box, crafted to perfectly fit her proportions, her body comfortably snug inside of it. Not that it mattered much - she couldn't move anyways, as her legs and hands were tied together, ropes covering almost every part of her body, including going between her legs to rub against her pussy, denying any pleasure she may have experienced otherwise. The top of the wooden box sported only a small hole, which her face was pushed into. The hole was just a tad too small for her to poke her whole head through, but also just big enough that every feature of her complexion was visible through it, and she could see what was going on around the room. The top was at a diagonal slate, giving her maximum visibility - she and Penelope had constructed it just for this purpose, after all. She got to watch as her adorable bunny pet was swallowed whole, the entire scene being both intensely saddening, and extremely arousing. Her legs shook in horniness, her pussy leaking needily, a need that would not be met.

“Ah, that was delicious~" The dragon spoke, rubbing her bulging stomach, the gross, damp sounds of digestion filling the room. She held her stomach in front of the princess, letting her get a closer listen. “He finally stopped struggling - he probably lost his ability to think at this point~ It's super hot in there - I doubt he'll last much longer~"

“Oh my…" Barbie responded, panting lustfully, licking her lips. She and Penelope always took turns with who would be the sub when they got kinky together; this time, it was Barbie's turn to play the victim, and the dom wasn't going easy on her.

“Mmm~" She burped again, aiming her mouth at Barbie, the light flames singing her forehead and a bit of her hair, which was flowing out of the wood box, all entirely outside of it. Penelope's stomach slowly began to shrink back down to its normal size, her large dragon breasts and ass both gaining a bit of fat. “Seems like he went right where it counts~ Though such a small little guy was never going to make that much of a difference~" She turned around and showed her ass to the princess, whose eyes widened in awe as she stared at its magnificence.

The dragon's soft scales seemed to be stretched across all that beautiful fat, each of her cheeks being bigger than Barbie's whole head on their own. Penelope's tail lifted into the air to reveal her asshole, tight but huge, the purple fading to pink to surround the lips of that wonderful hole. The dragon grabbed her own cheeks, digging her claws in to show just how plushie and fat they really were, and she pulled them apart, revealing her crack in more detail. Sweat dripped down the middle; a terrible scent, a mix of body odor and the smell of a latrine, invaded Barbie's nose. She gagged, coughing, completely disgusted, but simultaneously entirely turned on.

“Already~? I haven't even farted or anything yet~" She laughed, rubbing a finger against her clit, letting the princess watch her pleasure herself while Barbie couldn't do a thing to relieve her own horniness. “Isn't my butt just amazing~? Go on, tell her how beautiful she is~"

Penelope's ass was so magnificent that she made Barbie refer to it as if it was a living thing, and the princess certainly couldn't complain. “She's beautiful, Penelope - so magnificent and gorgeous!" Her voice shook with arousal. “I'd just love to give her a closer look, and leave a nice little kiss on her wonderful hole!"

“Well, aren't you just such a charmer~? You'll get your wish~ I hope you can withstand the pressure - we have a lot to get to today, after all~" She squatted down over top of the princess. “Here I come~"

Without waiting for a moment of confirmation, she sat her gigantic dragon ass on top of Barbie's face. The box was equipped with a finished-wood seat, to make it a bit more comfortable to sit upon, and the angle was made so that it leaned farther back rather than down, so that it still made for a great chair. The dragon wiggled her ass, pushing it in nice and deep; she felt Barbie's skin against her butt, the princess' nose grinding into her crack. Just perfect. It may have been unbecoming for royalty to be treated this way, but at the moment, Penelope couldn't care less - the two of them shared a kink for toilet play, an intense love for it. Just the day before, Barbie had made the dragon gulp down a pound of diarrhea from food poisoning; she was planning to repay that in full.

Her ass shook like an earthquake; she felt like a geyser on the verge of eruption. She softened her rectum and let out a bellowing, catastrophic fart. She'd been holding that in all day, just for this moment, and the digestion of that bunny had certainly made for quite a bit more that needed to come out.

Barbie inhaled it all on instinct; not a drop of fresh air was coming in from any direction, the dragon blocking her in entirely. She saw nothing but scales pressed on her face, her ears muffled by the cheeks; the restriction of her senses just made the few that she could still use much stronger, and it made this next bit especially difficult.

She inhaled the dragon's gas through her nose and mouth, breathing it in, no fresh air making its way into her lungs. Immediately, she coughed it all right back up, but in her fit, she just inhaled it all back again, the scent infesting her lungs and eating away at her insides. Her nostrils burned as though they'd been shoved full of molten iron, her sense of scent shriveling up, the fart being intensely hot and humid. She imagined this is what it would be like if a volcano were to fart, like molten lava turned in a gaseous form. Her body rejected it as though it was a harmful substance, which it absolutely was - her throat burned; she felt like she'd swallowed a lit cigarette. She barely even took in the actual details of the smell, which was a putrid mix of rotting flesh, meat, spoiled milk, sweat, and smoke, all accented with an indistinguishable sprinkle of shit.

Barbie's head went hazy; she groaned in pain, the world blurring before her eyes (or, at least, what little bits of the world she could see). She felt her pussy leak even more; Penelope was turning up the heat today, quite literally - she'd never done anything even half this bad to the princess. But she loved it. When the physical stuff finally began to slide out of that asshole, things were going to get so much worse in all the best ways.

However, Penelope wasn't done with her gas quite yet. “Hope you got some good, clean air before I sat down, cause I'm not moving until my gut is empty~" She released another terrible fart, even worse than the last one, long and wet, spraying bits of light-brown shit onto the princess' face. Barbie felt acidic vomit rising in her throat; she barely kept it down, hardly resisting the desperate need to throw up, though the symphony of farts that continued to ring out of the dragon's ass proved to be a challenge to not wretch at.

After some amount of farts, somewhere in the double digits (the princess lost count after 20 - it was hard to keep a logical train of thought going when her skull was filled with dragon gas), finally, it was time for the main course. “Oh, here we go~" Penelope chuckled, her asshole stretching open, straining to get wide enough for the thick piece of waste that would soon be peeking through. “Open up, princess - I hope you're hungry, because I've got a lot of waste to let out~"

Barbie couldn't tell if the smell of the shit was bad or not anymore; the farts had created a thick smog inside of those cheeks. Without any point of reference for what clean air smelled like anymore, all Barbie could sniff up was just disgusting, dirty air. Not to mention her sinuses were practically destroyed - her sense of smell was barely half of what it used to be after that onslaught. And now, her taste buds would be undergoing a similar level of destruction.

“Here it comes~" Barbie had only tasted Penelope's shit a few times before, and only after the dragon had shit it out onto a plate, the floor, or something else, giving it time to sit and cool before the princess swallowed down what little she could. It was her first time going straight from the source - Penelope had always insisted that she eat it after it had cooled a bit, to avoid any lasting injury. However, today, the training wheels were off - she was going to be like a real toilet, no matter what state it left her in.

She parted her lips and stretched out her tongue, waiting eagerly to feel the slimy log entering inside of her, and soon, she did. It started off fairly thin, just about as wide as her mouth was when she opened it normally, sliding in on her tongue, coating the red appendage with a disgusting, light-brown, wet streak. She would've likely thrown up right then and there if she could've, however, there was no chance anything that was entering in her mouth was going to come back out. Penelope pushed, nice and hard, to release all the shit that was filling up her guts, and it was a lot. That bunny may have been small, but almost every bit of him went right to waste.

“Wow, my butt is really pushing out a big load today~ Seems like she's really wanting to feed you well, Barbie~" The log widened, bigger and bigger, as it entered Barbie's mouth, her lips being stretched apart to accommodate its size, practically ripping apart so she could swallow it all. Tears formed from the asshole unceasingly forced it in, the speed only increasing. The taste was abhorrent, extremely bitter, sour, and acrid, the worst thing she'd ever tasted in her whole life. The taste, however, was nothing new to her - she was ready for this. It was the texture that really got to her.

It was as slimy as a fish plucked from a lake, like the logs had been dipped under a fountain of liquid diarrhea. It filled up her mouth, crumbling against itself, so soft that it happily lost all form just to fit the shape of its container. Her cheeks bulged like a squirrel hiding its acorns. She listened to the wet sounds of it squeaking out of the dragon's asshole, to the squishy squelching.

And yet, still, there was something worse.

The heat.

If she could've screamed, she would've. Those logs of shit were each burning-hot, like steel taken right from the blacksmith's iron and shoved into her throat. The shit actively steamed up, making the space under that ass even hotter, and it burned the princess' mouth, leaving horrible scorch marks on her flesh, going from a bright, violent red to a dark char, like meat left on a grill for hours and hours. She was being cooked from the inside out. She was going to burst if she didn't do something.

And so, she began to chew.

Her teeth tore through the soft shit, easily separating it all, and she made tiny little gulps, swallowing down bit after bit of the steamy waste. It was even worse on the way down; it burned as it pressed against her flesh, leaving streaks of shit and glowing burn marks as it crept down, nice and slow, the disgusting taste renewing itself as well. She could tell her taste buds were being burned off, but for some reason, the flavor of the shit wasn't fading.

Her pitiful little gulps were putting no dent in the massive flow of shit still entering her mouth, and what's worse, it was getting to the bits of her pet's remains. She began to taste bits of grey fur on her tongue, and of course, she felt hard, solid, unchewable bones being shoved in with the rest of the waste. Knowing that this shit was 100% the digested remains of Hopie flooded her with that intense mix of sadness and arousal once again; her pussy leaked so much that she worried she'd flood herself. However, she had worse problems to deal with. She absolutely couldn't chew this shit, there was just no way, but her mouth was still filling up, and Penelope wasn't going to stop. So, naturally, the shit went the only place it could go.

Her throat.

She felt the slimy waste creep into her neck, her gag reflex activating over and over, to no actual effect. She gulped, opening her throat to let it down, knowing it was either that, or even more damage dealt directly to her mouth. And with that single gulp, that single little opening of her throat, the shit seemed to take its chance to make its way in as fast as it could, the pressure from Penelope's ass forcing it down.

Her throat bulged out as logs of fresh, hot shit rolled down, full and unchewed, deposited into her intestines and filling her stomach like a baker filling a donut with cream. Barbie didn't have to swallow anymore; no gulping was going to help. She just had to bear with it, just had to let it all go down her throat, feel her stomach growing and bulging in size, her flesh burning with the intense heat of that shit. It was pure torture, and so extremely degrading - she was a princess, and yet, she was being used as a toilet, treated like a prisoner of war.

And she loved it. She loved it so much. She'd never felt such an intense rush of pleasure in her entire life; this was clearly her true calling, to be treated as a toilet by her best friend, to be tortured and filled with waste! She wanted to squeal in happiness, though, of course, she was muffled by the shit.

After what must've been at least five or ten minutes of straight shitting, Penelope let out the last of her logs, and she capped it off with another fart right to Barbie's face. She sat there for a few more minutes, listening as the princess gulped down the last of her meal, not wanting to let any fresh air in too soon, though she knew she would have to soon - she wasn't aiming to kill her, after all.

…well, at least, not yet.

Penelope stood up and turned around to take a look at the princess. Her lips were smeared with shit, her normally perfect, smooth complexion ruined, mascara streaming down her face, tear stains apparent, multiple blemishes and marks of brunette brown. Her eyes looked almost glazed over, struggling to focus; her nose was scrunched up, reddened around the nostrils.

Barbie struggled to adjust to the sudden rush of light, however, the feeling of the fresh air entering her system was magnificent, such a wonderful relief. At the same time, she felt disappointed to be taken away from her hell, even though the burns still hurt immensely, and the taste and smell were far from gone. She took a look at the dragon's shit-smeared asshole, wishing she'd been given a chance to properly clean it. She inhaled and exhaled, breaths getting deeper and deeper as she refilled her lungs. She licked her lips clean, her eyes getting a bit less glassy as her blurred vision came into focus.

Penelope snapped her fingers in front of her toilet's face, smiling. “You still with me, princess~? I can't have you passing out just yet~"

“Mmm… y-yes, Penelope," Barbie responded, light-headed and woozy. She fought to stay conscious. “I-I'm here. Your butt is so amazing, I love her so much! I would love to get crushed by her any time, the hole is so cute!

“Good, good~ And she loves you too, princess - I can certainly tell~ She already wants to feed you loads more~ But she'll have to wait a little bit~" The dragon looks around the room, admiring the artwork on the walls; so many pieces filled with love. “You really put so much effort into each one of these, didn't you~? And they're all so impressive~"

Barbie gulped; she felt a sense of dread. “Y-yes, you know how much I love painting - I put my heart and soul into each one!" She smiled, proud, and still horny. “W-why are you bringing that up now, though?"

“Oh, you'll see in a moment~ But before that…" Penelope wandered over to the bedside table, pulled out a drawer, and grabbed out a leather-bound journal placed inside. Painted in gold, the title simply read, “Diary," in flowing cursive font. “I'm surprised you didn't put more effort into hiding this, Barbie~" She chuckled, opening it up and walking back over to her toilet. “I wonder what kind of embarrassing things there are in this~ I think my butt wants to hear them too~"

“P-penelope!?" The princess gasped in shock and horror; she'd kept that diary her whole life, she'd written all her most embarrassing secrets and darkest fantasies inside! It would be so humiliating to have anyone else read it! “C-come on, not that! I-it's so embarrassing!" She blushed, crimson red, all across her face.

“Oh, come on, princess - I know you aren't really going to stop me~" She laughed, spreading her legs, pointing her pussy to the princess. “Tell you what, let me read it as I like, and I'll finger you to completion when we're done instead of leaving you without any pleasure the whole time~"

Barbie gulped; having her diary read out was a nightmare… but she was so horny, and so, so needy! She'd expected to be left without being allowed to finish, but since she had the choice… “A-alright, f-fine! Just, be quick about it, p-plea-!" Her words were soon muffled by a trickle of dragon piss, steaming-hot, the shade of gold, tinged with alcohol. It went right into her mouth; she immediately began to swallow, the liquid burning as it went down her throat. Penelope had no interest in hearing what she had to say.

“Ahem~" She emulated a lady-like, posh accent, to make fun of her toilet. “Dear Diary. Today, I painted a beautiful picture of the sunrise. Penelope and Hopie both really liked it. I didn't tell them, but I also sketched out a picture of my ideal man on the previous page of this diary. I want someone with a long, hard cock, who'll tie me up and rail me all night, no matter what I say!" Penelope laughed. “Wow, you really wanted that~? That was from years ago - what a disgusting girl you are~" She ripped out the page and took a look at the drawing, an anime-style sketch of a dude with a huge cock and bulging muscles. She showed it to the princess as she continued her hysterical laughing, rubbing the page she'd just ripped out between her ass cheeks and using it as toilet paper. “So humiliating!"

Barbie's blush intensified, her cheeks red-hot. It was really so, so embarrassing! She'd never felt such shame and humiliation fill her body. She desperately hoped the dragon would stop. And what's worse, Penelope didn't hesitate to completely ruin her diary, ripping out a page and smearing it with waste! She was horrified - she could only pray she wouldn't ruin it further… even though it was really, really hot. The dragon stopped pissing only for a moment so she could shove the shit-covered diary entry into Barbie's mouth, resuming her stream to wash it down. “Swallow, toilet~ You should be eating my toilet paper just like any good toilet would~"

Barbie chewed the paper; it was gross, so wet and soaked with shit and piss! “Swallow it whole - no chewing~" The dragon commanded, and she complied, immediately gulping down the entire thing, shaking with pain as it went down her throat. “That's more like it~ Let's see, next…" She flipped through to something a little more recent. “Dear Diary." She chuckled. “You really write 'dear diary' every time? How cute~ Anyways… Dear Diary, today, I tried Penelope's waste for the first time. It was horrible, so disgusting, but I loved it - I feel like such a toilet slut! I almost want to give up my title and just make that my full-time job. I would never tell anyone else that though, not even Penelope." She ripped the page out and wiped, just like last time, though she followed that up by ripping out another chunk of pages to continue wiping her ass, shoving each one into Barbie's mouth. “Wow, you really love being a toilet, don't you, dirty girl~?" She chuckled. “One more~"

She flipped to the most recent page. “Dear Diary. Tomorrow, I'm going to let Penelope eat Hopie. I really love him, but it's just too hot to turn down - I hope I get to taste his remains. I've honestly been fantasizing about that so much lately - I masturbate to the thought almost every single night! And now, it's finally happening!!" Rip, wipe. “Wow, I didn't know you were that eager to feed me your precious friend~" She stuffed the page in; Barbie swallowed, burning with shame. “So kinky and disgusting~" The dragon stopped peeing and walked to the wall of the room, a good few feet from where the Barbie toilet was set up. Sitting there was a large iron cone with a plastic seat on top, a pipe leading from the bottom and going down into the floor. This was far before flush toilets and plumbing were invented - the best they had was a latrine, and this makeshift toilet was how Barbie used that latrine without having to leave her room. Any piss or shit she deposited inside would simply fall down into the tank, buried beneath the tower; she just needed to dump a bucket of water in every once in a while to keep it clean. The hole and pipe were both very large to accommodate Penelope's shits - Hopie had almost fallen in a few times. Barbie and Penelope both used to love teasing him by holding him over the bowl by the ears.

“You know, this diary is so full of embarrassing things~" Penelope held the book over the toilet bowl; Barbie's eyes widened in concern. “All so cringy and childish~ I think it would be best if we were to, just, you know…" She released the book. “Dispose of it all~" The journal clinked into the toilet, sitting above the drain; it landed perfectly, just barely balancing on the metal, only a small nudge away from slipping down the pipes. The dragon sat down on the toilet and began to shit; her tank was still absolutely full from the rabbit. “Don't worry - I'll make sure it goes down~"

Barbie could only watch in horror as the dragon filled the toilet with slimy shit, the book being weighed down, more and more by the massive logs, until finally, one of them hit it just right, and Barbie got to listen to the horrifying sound of her journal falling through the pipes, landing in a pile of shit far below them, unrecoverable, ruined. “P-penelope, oh my god, my diary!!" She moaned in pleasure; it was so torturous, so mean, but she was so turned on by it!! “I-I loved that so much!! Oh my, that was s-so good!"

“Hehe~ I knew you'd love that~" Penelope responded, walking back over to the bed. “And, you know, you did mention in there that you would rather by a toilet than a princess, isn't that right~?" The dragon picked up a silver tiara, filled with sky-blue gem strones, and held it over the toilet.

“P-penelope, what are you doing with my tiara?" Barbie said, huffing; the dragon held it with one claw. It would certainly go right down with no issue.

“Come on, princess~" Penelope dropped the tiara on the ground, away from the toilet, and squatted over it; it fell into the folds of the fluffy carpet. She immediately begin to shit, groaning as she released a spray of diarrhea, ruining the sparkle and shimmer of the well-maintained and cleaned silver, the beauty of the gems ruined by streaks of shit. “Why would you want to keep something so dull and dirty~? Just looks like a piece of waste to me~" She picked it back up, not minding her claws getting a little dirty, and she went back to the toilet. “Come on, let me dispose of it~ And then, you can be my toilet slave forever and ever - no more royalty for you~"

Barbie grimaced… but it was so hot… and she really did want it! Her horniness clouded her thoughts. “A-alright, y-you can do it! D-drop my, my precious tiara down the toilet!!"

Clink, clank, clink clink clink… the sound echoed as it faded away, the tiara cast down into the latrine, landing among the tank full of years of shit and waste. “All gone~ I guess I can't call you 'princess' anymore, now, can I, Barbie~? I guess your new title is going to be toilet slave~"

Barbie couldn't believe she'd just let that happen; that tiara was so precious, and so valuable!! And now, it was being treated like a log of shit. She bit her lip and moaned, so, so turned on!

“Alright, toilet slave, I've got just one more thing I need to take care of in this room - besides you, of course~" The dragon looked around at all the paintings. Her wings were folded behind her back the whole day, though now, she finally used them to fly up and grab a particularly beautiful piece off the wall, at the very top. A picture of the sunset, drawn in beautiful, bright colors, warm and well-made, with a golden frame. It was Barbie's favorite work.

Penelope dropped it to the ground, shattering the frame, broken glass going all over the floor. She came back down and picked out the art itself, the paper, now removed from its protection. “You put so much work into this one, didn't you~? You're so proud of it~ I even see you staring at it sometimes when you're in here~" She put the painting on Barbie's bed.

“P-penelope, y-you aren't really going to… mmm!" She moaned; she knew exactly what was coming next, and she dreaded it so much, while simultaneously wanting it so bad!! “Oh Penelope… p-please…" she couldn't believe what she was about to say. “P-please make sure i-it's a big one!!"

The dragon laughed, spreading her ass cheeks, giving the princess full view. “Of course, toilet slave - your art is going to be unrecognizeable~ Here we go~" She pushed, sending a steaming log of shit right through her asshole. It slid out slow at first, hovering over the painting, moments from hitting it, from staining the gorgeous, one-of-a-kind piece of beauty permanently… and then, it fell, plopping down and crumbling into a mess of soft, slimy shit all over top the sunset. Following it was a torrent of diarrhea, runny shit streaking all over the piece, soaking into the paper and ruining all the colors, replacing them with a dull shit-brown, all beauty, effort, and love put into the art being shit right out of it. Penelope finished and held it up, tons of shit sliding off onto the bed; it was totally ruined, no way around it. Barbie didn't even recognize it.

“What a shitty piece~ You may be a good artist, but a toilet can't make anything but shit, if you ask me~" She rolled up the painting, as big as it was, and dropped it into the toilet, another immeasurably valuable treasure to add to the pile. “It belonged in the toilet from the moment it was finished~ And so does the rest of your art~" She grabbed another piece right by the bed; in fact, she grabbed a couple, all much smaller prints, portraits of Penelope, Hopie, and of course, Barbie. She took them from their frames and used each one to wipe her ass, smearing shit over the faces, and depositing them into the pipes. “But at least it makes for some great toilet paper~ That's all it was ever good for anyways~"

Tears fell from Barbie's eyes are her precious work was so degraded and disposed of… but still, it was so, so, so hot!! She was burning with lust; she almost wanted Penelope to shit on every piece in that room, to clean it out entirely, leave the grey break to stare the toilet slave in the face for the rest of her life as a reminder of how all her work belonged in the toilet, and it was now summarily put there. However, Penelope still had one last thing to do.

She grabbed the toilet slave's long, beautiful hair in her claws, and chuckled. “You know, Barbie, I've always thought your hair was so beautiful, so silky, so smooth~" She brandished a claw. “And you know what~? I bet it would make for great toilet paper, don't you agree~?"

Barbie gasped; she'd never even considered her gorgeous hair being used in such a way! But nothing could've been hotter. Her hair was her pride, her joy, the most special part of her… to watch it be cut off and used as toilet paper… she couldn't say no. “Y-yes, of course!! Y-you should try it, Penelope!"

“I most certainly will~" She slid her claw through the hair and chopped it all off. She then rubbed her ass, just as promised, covering every strand of the luscious, golden mane in shit, before throwing it all in the toilet and washing it down with her piss. “There it all goes~ I suppose it was never that special in the first place - we should've been using it as toilet paper all along, if you ask me~ Though it's all gone now~" She pissed the last few strands down the drain.

“Well, princ- oh, my mistake~" She chuckled, walking back over to Barbie and pissing on her face, right between her eyes. “Well, toilet slave, it's been fun, but I think it's about time we wrap things up, don't you agree~?" She put her foot on Barbie's face and pushed her down; the toilet slave pulled her head back in surprise, into the dark, stinky wooden box. “Stay in there~ I know we were planning to do lots of other kinky stuff together, but, well, honestly…" Penelope sat down on the toilet; her butt, as usual, blocked all fresh air from getting in. “I can't help myself~ Toilet slave, unless you tell me otherwise, I'm not going to get up from this seat until I'm sure my gas and my waste have fully suffocated you~ You'll die as any good toilet should, as a result of a big dom's waste~ What do you say~?"

Barbie gulped; such a thought was so terrifying… she could really die there, could really let her life come to an end, her last moments spent as a toilet… and that was just far too arousing for her to pass up. All logic had drained from her mind, flushed down the toilet of her brain, leaving her with only horniness. And she acted with it. “Yes, Penelope!! Please, please, suffocate me!! I don't even care about finishing anymore - I just want your waste and farts to be the last thing I ever experience!!"

“That's what I thought you'd say~ Bye-bye, Barbie~ It really has been fun, but this is the end for you, toilet slave~" She relaxed her rectum, let all her muscles go limp, and let out a monstrous fart, twice as bad as every one that came before it. Barbie was hit with the rush of hot air, the horrible scent filling her lungs, the smell of rotting cheese and eggs, of rotting flesh and burning meat, of cigarette smoke and, of course, pure, disgusting shit… it was so, so bad!! She tried to stay awake, even as horrible drowsiness overwhelmed her, the horrible heat making her want to collapse. She knew that, the moment she closed her eyes, it was all over. She had to survive just a little longer, just to experience a little more shit and farting!

Penelope let out a few more, her ass rumbling with each one, the smell and intensity of the heat still somehow worsening. She wriggled to make sure not a bit of air went in or out; that wooden box was air-tight too, she'd made sure of it. It would be Barbie's coffin. She shat out a bunch more logs, letting them fall onto the toilet slave's legs, followed by a waterfall of diarrhea, all increasing the heat of the air and the intensity of the smell, interspersed with disgusting farts!

And, after just a few minutes… the princess felt her consciousness fade, her senses all going out, her mind fading fast… and she went limp, dying right there.

The next day, Penelope waved one last goodbye as she pushed the same wooden box Barbie had died in into the large of tank of shit below the tower. She'd pulled off the top of the box so Barbie could be seen, an open casket of sorts, before shoving her into the swamp of shit; the toilet slave landed perfectly, the opening in the box facing the top.

This access to the shit tank was only available in the basement, with a very large portion of the floor carved out so it could be opened, in case anything needed to be retrieved - not that it ever would, though. The dragon laughed to herself, squatting over the hole, and she shit, once again, pushing out tons of slimy, hot logs right onto Barbie, covering and burying her body in it, making sure there wasn't even a trace of her fingers or hair to be seen. And then, she grabbed a big, wooden box, and dumped its contents into the tank - it was full of paintings, every last one Barbie had ever made, all meticulously found just to be disposed of, and of course, the dragon shit all over them as well. “Ah, perfect~ A job well done~" She moved the wooden lid back over the tank as she said her final goodbye. “Bye-bye, toilet slave~"

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