Sick Ride
Ever just buy a new car and do nothing but drive it around forever? I know I have~
This basically just started out as a short practice in Perspective writing and seeing other ways to tell a story, and ended up shifting into a short fetish story about cars and filth~ I suppose a bit of filthy flash fiction.
I never thought I'd be this into cars, hell until I got this baby I spent most of my days riding a bike or walking, you know trying to help the environment, but there was just something about this car that I just couldn't resist. I still remember the day I got it, i think i got it maybe, a few weeks, months I'm not too sure anymore.
It wasn't any special day or anything, infact it was honestly pretty boring, I was just walking home from work. As I passed by the local car dealership my nose was suddenly assaulted by a foul stench, like a mix of shit, musk, and car fumes. I gagged and covered by nose, almost losing my lunch, however after the initial shock I found myself walking towards the source. I didn't want to, but it felt like my body was acting on it's own, and there she was. Now again, I'm no car guy to be honest I didn't even know what kind of car it was, All I knew is that it was beautiful and I wanted it. Luckily nearby was the car dealer, a bit of a shady guy, smelled like he hadn't showered in days, and had a pretty big, throbbing bulge in the front of his pants. I didn't pay too much mind to it, I mean it would be kind of rude, especially after he offered for me to try it out for a bit before deciding if I wanted it. I know this is going to sounds weird and all but I honestly got a pretty bad hard on while driving it for the first time.
After taking it out for awhile I remember driving back, the guy gave me a great deal, only $900, I mean come on how could I not buy that, but anyways as I was driving home I swear my cock just wouldn't stop throbbing, now bulging obscenely in my pants. I didn't get too much sleep that night, I just couldn't get my mind off the car. Driving it just *mmff* turned me on. It was so hard to focus on work the next day, I just wanted to get back to driving my new car, I even had to stop by the bathroom a few times when my cock started to hurt. When I finally got back to the car, I noticed that the inside smelled even worse than before, it was probably because I left it in the sun all day. While driving home I thought about stopping by the store to pick up some air freshener.
When I snap back out of my thought I saw that I was driving down a highway. "What the hell?" I muttered trying to get a good view of where I was, as I did I noticed that my car was blasting out some kind of green exhaust, it was a little weird at first, but you kind of get use to it. So I try looking for an exit off the highway but there's no signs or anything for miles, and I really need to take a shit. I sit there squirming as I keep driving. My concentration was soon broken by a loud *BRRRAAAPPPPTTT* as thick, green gas blasted from my ass, jumping a bit in shock I felt my bowels let go. At first I expected the mess to pile up in my pants and press against my ass. However as I let go, the feeling of relief was followed by the sound of my shit hitting water. Looking down i saw two things, first was my seat, which a hole had opened up, working as a pseudo toilet....
No, wait it was always like that, I think I mean there's no play to put in gas, so I have to have some way to fuel up my car. Heh I suppose that's what the green exhaust is. Oh! Anyways I also saw this massive thing staring back at me. Again it was a bit of a shock, I mean your cock doesn't just turn into a massive, dirty horse dick overnight. At that point I was pretty dirty, my body was sweaty heavily creating this heavy musk around me. My shit was starting to stink up the car, and I was getting piss all over me. I mean it's kinda hard to drink from the tap while trying to focus on the road. Plus the road was starting to get a bit bump, luckily it cleared up a bit before picking you up. You would have been in for a hell of a ride during that, I swear every few bumps my horse dick would just explode, causing me to just let out a loud whinny, and spray jizz all over itself and me. Heh heh you know, after awhile that jizz starts to add up with all the other filth, But you know, smegma makes a pretty good snack, ya want some? Still gonna just struggle? You know the more you struggle the tighter those seat belts get, and no matter how much you ask, you're not getting your clothes back. After all it gets pretty hot in here with all the musk, AC doesn't work, I guess that's why I got it for so cheap. Plus if I did give you your clothes back, you wouldn't be able to get to your cock, or help with gas, I mean come on, I'm not giving out free rides.
How long is this road anyways? Feels like we've been driving forever, at least we got us some other friends now. All my exhaust going into their cars must have convinced them to switch out cars. Though I wonder how they did that in the middle of a highway. I guess we've got ourselves a convoy now, or is that only for trucks? Either way look at all these guys, a road runner, knee deep in his own piss, must be pretty hard drinking with that beak. A wildcat, whose fur is just matted down with loads and loads of musky sweat. Some fatass Bison, exhaust and gas just fuming from the cracks in the windows, and the many tailpipes decorating his car. Even a Barracuda, good thing he has some pipes going from his dick to his gills and mouth just pumping piss and yellow spunk into his body.
Good thing you're calming down now, all this fog is making it hard to see, I'll really have to focus on the road. You think you can just keep me fed for a bit, there's a pump in the glove compartment, just attach it to your growing cock. Hm? Of course it'll fit just look how big you are. Now take the other end and just attach it to my snout like a feed bag, also feel free to just take as much food as you want, I don't mind. Anyways I won't be able to talk too much until we get through this fog, so feel free to just do whatever. Aside from leaving that is, though I know you want to stay now right? Yeah that's what I though, I mean who doesn't love a nice long drive in a Mustang. So yeah I'll talk to you again in hmm maybe a few months? Or years, however long it takes to get through this increasingly thick, green, fog.