Making the School Toilet
by Slave Fart

Tried going for a more unwilling toilet slave vibe. Lots of verbal humiliation and scat. Some pee.

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Kristen and Kelsey were absolutely brutal to anyone that got in their way at school. There was a good reason I steered clear of them since kindergarten. The worst part was that our principal, Mr. Jackson, seemed to let them get away with murder all the time, too. When they were freshman, they beat up one of the senior girls and had her carry their books around the school the entire time. It became a tradition for them to dominate a senior girl and make them pretty much their slave for the entire school to see. But I stayed in my lane, and I kept out of their line of sight.

Both Kelsey and Kristen are stunningly gorgeous. Kelsey has long, auburn hair with crystal blue eyes. Her ass is pronounced, shapely, and firm. She plays on our softball team and keeps herself in wonderful shape. She's kind of short at 5'5", but people still see how gorgeous and perfect her body is, so they let her treat them like slaves.

Kristen has a really funny sense of humor, but she's relentlessly a bitch to anyone that she feels like. At 5'7", she's average, and she often talks about how she weighs 140+ lbs. Her body is outrageous, though. Her ass is big, if not a little more fatty than Kelsey's. Kristen doesn't work out as much, but she doesn't have to. She eats a lot of fast food and her favorite is Taco Bell. I've heard she has ripped some nasty farts in classes, but does so loudly and then watches people smell it.

They're inseparable and take the exact same schedule. I feel bad for anyone in those classes...

The beginning of senior year was here and we were all excited for school, and now that most of us had turned 18 there was a fair amount of smokers on campus, though I didn't join in myself.

At the front of the school I saw "The Ks", both Kristen and Kelsey, spitting at freshman and smoking cigarettes. They were just such absolute bitches...

"Hey, you, freshman," Kristen shouted, "Open your mouth."

The small boy had no choice. She hocked a loogie and shot it right in his mouth.

Kristen grabbed him by the face and said, "If given the opportunity I would totally take a shit in your mouth with no regrets or second thoughts. So be careful..."

Kelsey picked one of the football players, "Loser, listen up. I don't care if you play football. While you're at this school, I am your Goddess and I own you. I own everyone here except Kristen. Lick the bottom of my boot, boy."

He got down and did it. I never fully understood it, honestly, how people just did whatever they said. All I knew is that I somehow stayed out of their warpath going on 12 years.

My schedule had history, math, science, english all in a row. But then I had two study halls and an independent study to end the day, so I'd never bring homework back! Awesome! I waited for Kristen and Kelsey to go inside and then I followed. They had already picked a girl named Caroline to be their "book buddy", which essentially meant that poor Caroline would be their slave for the whole school to see. Caroline would have to follow them into the bathroom and apply their makeup, she'd have to haul books around, carry their lunches from the cafeteria line, clean up their trays, and just really embarrass herself simply so those two bitches could live a life of little stress.

History was Mrs. David and when I walked in I saw Kelsey and Kristen sitting in the second to last row. The only chair was behind Kelsey and next to their "Book Buddy", Caroline, who was seated behind Kristen.

Kelsey was giggling and whispered to Kristen. It scared me because I saw Kristen whip her head up and look at me. I quickly put my eyes to the ground and scurried into my chair. This was the only class that didn't have any of my friends in it, so I was royally screwed in terms of having someone to talk to.

Class was basic and just an introduction. Math, science, english, first study hall, then lunch... It all ran by so quickly, so I wasn't upset. But then as I was leaving the cafeteria everything went black.......

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"Wake up," it was a sweet sounding, almost angelic voice, "It's time for you to wake up, now."

I tried to move, but all of a sudden it felt like I was falling over! I tipped over as I was tied to a chair and crashed to the ground. I heard some very unmistakably bitchy laughter and knew that I'd somehow gotten on their radar...

Caroline spoke to me, "I'm sorry, but the Ks have decided to do something with you, so I knocked you out with a cafeteria tray and tied you up here."

"Quiet, slave. Now leave us with our newest property," it was Kelsey, "That's right, boy... We've been waiting since sophomore year to do something special with you."

"You tried to stay out of our way and avoid serving us?"

"Big mistake."

Kristen emphasized, "Big. Fucking. Mistake."

Kelsey stood over me, looking down at me with contempt, "Well now we're finally allowing you to live out your existence as it was meant..."

"Please," I began to beg, but was interrupted.

"You hear that, Kels? He said please! He's begging to be our slave!"

"Finally, now you're where you belong," Kelsey said, squatting down and putting her gorgeous butt right in my face, "Now. Smell my fart, bitch."

Sssssssfffffffffffffsssssssssssssss

She ripped a very long, silent fart that assaulted me immediately. Kristen began clapping and laughing.

"You better start inhaling like you mean it, fart face!"

The egg smell seemed to find my nose effortlessly as she kept her ass squarely in my face.

"You see, fart face, we used to use Mr. Jackson, the principal, for this duty. And what duty is that Kristen?"

"Well Kelsey, we use one unlucky loser as our personal toilet."

"That's right Kristen, we use---" Kelsey was interrupted by me.

I shouted, "Please! Please don't!"

Kelsey stood up very fast and they both looked down at me with hell's fury in their eyes.

Kristen kicked me in the side and shouted, "Beg! Beg for my forgiveness! This is a treat for you, slave! We've set Mr. Jackson free purely so we could use you instead! You should be honored!"

I couldn't move, still tied to the chair, so I did the unthinkable, "I'm... I'm so sorry. I am so, deeply sorry. Thank you, Kelsey. Thank you for farting in my face. I loved your fart and I would be honored to serve as your toilet."

Kristen went up and crossed her arms while Kelsey started pulling down her jeans.

Kelsey spoke, "Mmmm... I'm honestly kind of unimpressed, Kristen?"

"Not impressed by a long shot! This slave has to prove that he wants to be our toilet."

"Hmmm... How could he prove it? Hmmmmmmmm," as she was saying hmm, she began to squat over my face again. I was on my side, but Kristen flipped me so I was now on my back, arms at my sides....

"I think if it really wanted to be your toilet, I think it would beg."

"Please," I was going to beg for freedom again, but I saw Kristen pull her leg back while her friend's anus was now pointing directly at my face, "Please... Use me."

"Do what now," Kelsey asked from above me.

"Please use me."

"Use you? Use you for what? Should I use you as my shoe shiner? What should I use you for?"

"You can use me for that too, but please use me for your toilet. P-... Please let me b-... Be your toilet," tears began streaming.

"I dunno Kristen, what do you think? Hmmm? I mean I'm pointing my asshole right at his fucking mouth, right? Should I take a piss in his mouth? Should I let him chew on my turds and eat my dump? I don't know, I just. Don't. Know..."

Kristen looked down her friend's back and caught my eyes, "Yeah. Open your mouth, toilet."

"Keep that mouth way open. I've got a lot of piss and shit to relieve myself of."

With that a stream of piss went right in my mouth. I wanted to gag, but instead found myself drinking her urine like it was going out of style.

"Mr. Jackson never drank my pee that fast, and he was our toilet for three years!"

"Yeah, toilet boy, I think you found your calling in life! Being our toilet suits you just right!"

"Oh man, I'm still going and he's still drinking!"

Her piss was tangy, but I wasn't about to disobey. I think if I did well today they'd go back to using Mr. Jackson and leave me alone. The stream seemed like it would never end, but finally it started to slow down. With my mouth open and full of piss, Kelsey finished it all off with a monster fart that seemed to announce her next move in my humiliation.

"Please," I was hoping it was an act.

Kristen looked very angry, "Please, what?!"

"Please," I was having such a hard time bringing myself to do it.

Kelsey farted again in my face and shouted, "You better fucking beg! And do it fast, I have to go NOW!"

"Please.... Shit in my mouth! Please take your dump right into my mouth so I can---"

And then just like that, a huge foot long turd fired from Kelsey's anus, gas escaping with her turd, clogging my mouth and ending the begging. They both laughed insanely loud, Kelsey keeping her ass pointed at me like fart and shit gun. She farted again, releasing a second six inch turd. Both were about two inches in diameter and the first one filled my mouth and fell over my left eye. Her second turd landed on my face and sat like a mustache.

"Ooooo! I gave you a little poop mustache! I love when it just sits right under their nose like that," Kelsey was looking down at me from her squat, keeping her asshole aimed at my face.

"Then they have to smell it. There's nowhere for them to escape the stink. Take a big whiff, toilet. Sniff through your nose right now. And I mean take a HUGE sniff! I want to hear it!"

I inhaled as hard as I could and the smell of Kelsey's fresh shit went beyond my lungs and seeped into my soul. She had a very healthy diet, so her turd was very large, very smelly, and very firm.

"Don't chew my turd just yet, loser. Let it sit there. Let it rest in your mouth. And then do some thinking, like reallllllly think about what's going on right now. You've been turned into a toilet. That's not an exaggeration. My shit is literally in your mouth and I fully expect it to be eaten."

Her turd tasted so disgusting, and this was only just sitting on my tongue, imagining eating it made me want to die.

I tried to reason with them, "Eees on't ake e."

Kelsey stayed above me, standing and chuckling, "You hear that Kristen? My toilet is trying to communicate with us. Well, he probably just wants to thank me for shitting in his mouth and letting him eat it. So I guess to thank me properly, he'll have to munch my turd up and then he can thank me with his open mouth."

"Yep. And then he'll have the opportunity to serve me after. Unless he doesn't value his life."

I gave pause, because what kind of life is it when you're in servitude, but then I thought this was going to be over soon enough and took the plunge, taking a bite off Kelsey's poop.

"Oooo, yeah... That's it toilet boy, chew my poop. Eat my hot turd!"

Chewing and swallowing as fast as I could was difficult, but I somehow made it all the way through and Kelsey's big turd was gone. Now for the smaller one sitting under my nose. I leaned my head just a little forward and it rolled off my face and into my mouth. This one actually tasted a little worse. I wanted to die... And I still had...

"Chew it up, turd muncher. I've got a huge load for you. Kelsey might take it easy on you, but I'm sure as hell not," Kristen was forceful.

"Easy?! She didn't take it easy on me," I said after I took my last gulp of shit, "Her turd smelled... Wonderful! Wait! No!"

Kristen kicked me in the side again, "You better learn that nothing should come out of your mouth unless it's begging us to shit in it and thanking us for the opportunity to eat our shit!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Thank you, Kelsey! Thank you so much! Thank you for shitting in my mouth! Thank you, Kelsey for letting me eat your shit!"

"That's better! But... Mmmmm," Kelsey squatted over my face and let off one final bare assed fart right in my face, "I'm not sure, yet Kristen... I don't know if he's earned his freedom... I think there's another thing he has to prove."

I knew what they wanted, but I didn't want to say it. I refused to beg Kristen to shit in my mouth. Kristen walked over to a bag and got out a very thin piece of cane.

"Oh toilet boy... Is there something you want to ask me," Kristen was standing above me.

"No. I don't want it. Please," I was still tied to the chair, shit stains on my face and crying.

She whipped my shin bones and Kelsey said, "Oh I think there's something you want to do for Kristen, don't you *slave*..."

"No! I can't! It's terri-" the cane across my shin bones made me scream.

Kristen simply smiled, "I'm going to enjoy breaking you. You know why everyone in this school lets us do whatever we want? Because if they don't, they would be our shiteater. It's a rumor, and I know you've heard it, but you didn't think it could be real. We had to break Mr. Jackson, and he's so thankful that you're eating this load instead of him. He's been my toilet for three years. Think about that."

Kelsey kept pushing, "We've turned everyone into this school so afraid of eating our shit that we've become rulers with impunity, Empresses of the school. Queens. Goddesses. And nobody is going to say a fucking word if we just decide to use you as our toilet openly. So there's two ways this can work."

"One: You beg me right here, right now, and I mean BEG me to use your mouth as my shit bin. Or two: You refuse to keep what you might think of as 'dignity'---"

"Like you could even have dignity after you just ate my shit."

"-And then we beat you, brainwash you into our full time slave, and use you as our toilet in front of the entire school on a daily basis. I will go to your house and shit in your mouth in front of your family. I will tell them that you're property of Kelsey and I and that you are no longer a free person. I'll go to the cops and have them register you as dead, and then I'll shit in your mouth in front of them."

"And then when that's all over, I will take you back to your parent's home, show them your death certificate, and then I will shit right in your mouth while you're begging for it. Then you will thank me. And then I will thank your parents for giving birth to my living, breathing toilet," Kelsey added.

Kristen finished with, "So, toilet... What's it going to be?"

My mouth still stained with Kelsey's shit, I started thinking about it and took their threat very seriously...

"I... Kristen... Will you please shit in my mouth?"

"Do better."

"Kristen, will you please use my mouth as your toilet? Will you please turn me into your shit bin, your latrine? Will you take a huge shit right into my mouth so that I might be lucky enough to chew and swallow your shit, please?! Please! I'm begging you to let me eat your shit!!"

The smiles emerged from their faces slowly, but then they were giddy with delight. Kelsey started putting her pants on, but then stopped.

"Oop! My butt wants to blow him one more fart."

BARROUUUUMMMMFFFF

"Ahh! Oh man do I feel good!"

Kristen pulled down her jeans, "And now I'm about to feel that same pleasure. Keep that mouth open, boy. And watch my anus as I release my waste into your mouth. Observe the entire scenario as it lays before you. Ponder on how your existence has been reduced to being my toilet. Then realize what this means...."

She slowly squatted down, putting her ass very close to my face. I felt the heat coming off her asshole as it pushed in and out.

"Inhale through your nose while she farts in your face, loser," Kelsey chided me on.

SSSSSSSSSFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRROOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUMMPPPPPPPPSSSSPSPSPSPSPSPSPSPS

It had to be ten seconds, but her fart started to slowly leak out as I began inhaling. The egg smell turned to shit smell about 3 seconds in and I was still breathing in her fart. It turned more explosive and a very small piece of her shit escaped and landed on my upper lip, right under my nose. Kelsey laughed, but the smell hit her.

"Jesus! Kristen!"

"I had Taco Bell for lunch," she looked over her shoulder, "And a White Castle breakfast."

"No," I said through tears, her fart was bad enough. I don't think I could handle the shit that was about to come with it.

Kristen snapped and looked at me, her ass still in my face, "No?! No, WHAT, *slave*?"

The way she said slave made me realize there was no way out of this, "No.. Please fart directly into my mouth so that Kelsey wouldn't have to smell it. Because I'm your toilet and... And I deserve this."

I hated myself so much. I am an extremely unwilling toilet slave at the moment... But I'm still a toilet slave...

"That's fuckin' right, bitch."

She adjusted and started pissing all over my chest, completely soaking my shirt and then she started pissing all over my mouth Some got in my nose and I coughed it all out.

"That's right! Choke on her piss you loser," Kelsey shouted.

I couldn't tell who liked it more, Kelsey or Kristen. They owned the whole fucking town, and I was no longer in the shadows.

"I think I'd rather have him choke on THIS!"

With that warning the head of a HUGE two and a half inch diameter turd stretched Kristen's anus to it's max. You could hear it expanding.

"Oh my god!!! This one feels insane!"

"It IS, girlfriend! You're going to give him something to work for!"

"Good. I hate when I eat a ton and end up with a small dump. Not this one, though. You hear that, toilet?"

Her turd was slowly exiting her asshole, and it started to hit my teeth, so she adjusted to make it enter my mouth perfectly.

"There we go. Precision, slave. It matters."

And then she let it go. It pushed to the back of my mouth, mashing up, filling the void in my mouth. It coiled up and out of my mouth, spilling over onto my face. Kristen moved around to snake it atop my face, preventing any from falling off.

"I'm trying to hide that ugly face from the world by giving you a makeover. At least now when you think, 'my face looks like shit', you'll be 100% accurate!"

Kelsey started cracking up. They loved using me. With my face completely covered in Kristen's two and a half foot long turd, it finally broke off.

"Man... Don't chew it up yet."

I heard a camera and saw a flash! No!

"Now you can eat her dump! Hahaha! Ok, so that's definitely going up on the school website. It can serve as a warning, And who knows? Maybe we'll make our mascot the shit faces and he can play the role," Kelsey was laughing at her own joke.

Kristen was still aiming her asshole at my face and I wasn't sure why. But I started chewing her turd and it was so much softer than Kelsey's. They both stunk, but Kristen had her on size and stink, this was terrible!

Above me came a very loud rumble from deep within Kristen's cavernous bowels. Oh god no.

A rush of very creamy shit, like soft serve, poured out of Kristen's asshole and she sounded in pain.

"Ahh! It's so spicy! Ahhhhhh!!! My asshole is burning, but it's worth it! It's worth it to make him eat my hot dump! Ooooo!"

It was just sitting on top of her huge turd that I was already struggling with. How am I supposed to eat this much shit?! I started crying openly and they mocked me.

Kristen started, "Awwww. Poor wittle baby doesn't want to eat my turds?"

Kelsey added, "Poor wittle baby should have served us properly then over the last 12 years like everyone else!"

"This is a great moment, Kelsey. I think we might have broken him."

"We'll know after he eats your load of shit. Jesus, Kristen. You REALLY did it this time, too. That's a big pile of shit."

Kristen seemed proud, both that she had a human toilet slave and that she let go a monster dump.

I got to work and started with the bit of turd in my mouth already. It was so foul, but I was able to mash it up and swallow it. Then her hot, creamy shit fell right into my mouth. I swallowed that as quickly as I could and it was very hot, both in terms of heat and in terms of spice. She wasn't kidding!

"Ohhhhh!!! I love it when a slave savors the flavor. Hahaha. Enjoy it, loser! Keep chewing my shit because you don't want to know what happens if you don't," Kristen rested the cane on my balls.

Kelsey went over to their bags or something, I couldn't see where she was.

Kristen moved some of her shit off the rest of my face with the cane and pushed it into my mouth. My mouth was so incredibly dry from all the shit I'd eaten. This was terrible.

I moved my teeth and got the final pits of turd down. Finally. I was free.

Kelsey asked, "Don't you want to say something to Kristen, slave?"

"Oh. Yeah, right. Um. Thank you, Kristen. Thank you for shitting in my mouth and for letting me eat your shit."

The words made my stomach turn... Or maybe that was all the human shit I had in my stomach.

Kristen and Kelsey were smiling huge smiles and... Wait, what's that in Kelsey's hand?

Kristen spoke into whatever it was, "That's right. This is our new toilet. So for all the people who said 'Kristen and Kelsey would never make good on their threat to turn one of US into their toilet', guess again."

"That's a camera," I shouted!

Kelsey mocked me and flipped it on herself, "Uhhh, ya think genius?! So to all of you out there, you best keep in line and do what we say. We run this school, and we will LITERALLY shit in your fucking mouth if you step out of line. Until then, this is our new toilet. So you leave it alone and let it serve us. Kelsey out."

Kristen took the camera, "And unless you want to replace him, you'll listen. Later, slaves. Kristen out."

Then they shut off the camera and laughed, high fived, and saw the perplexed look on my face.

Kelsey said, "Well you see, toilet. We broadcast that whole thing to the entire high school at the pep rally. That girl you like, Jenny or whatever... She just watched you get a mouthful of manure."

"She watched you beg for it. And she watched you chew it. And swallow it. And thank us for doing it," Kristen's smile had her glowing.

"You'll never live down this shame."

"But don't worry! People hardly ever piss us off enough to change toilets! You're only our second one! So you should have a good, long run of slavery in this capacity. Until then, eat. My. Shit."

Senior year was going to be really shitty....