The Widest Load
by Slave Fart

This story is true and the excitement from it is still very fresh. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I am humiliated for having experienced it.

I have started the story way ahead below, but her description is above.

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I only ate the shit from a fat woman once before. She wasn't BIG, she was just fat. Her stature, other than being wide, was short and petite.

But last night? She was HUGE!

We met at a party on a rooftop that was a short cab ride from my home where the alcohol flowed freely. I actually decided to take it a bit easy because there were some cute girls that made a few advances and I thought that maybe I would go home with one of them and wanted to make sure my "equipment" worked... Instead, I made a conscious decision to go home with Corrin instead.

It was quite literally impossible to miss her. She stood at 6'3" and had shoulders wider than mine and I was a professional athlete for a time. And she wasn't just big, she was fat too. Her legs would have been impossible for a child to hug around and her arms flopped like crazy, but her belly hung tight though. A large gut to be certain, but fortunately it didn't hang over her belt. I couldn't believe what I saw, and then as I walked towards some friends, she came in my line of sight and we caught eyes for just a moment. She smiled and turned around, now showing that she had an ass that would swallow my face. Her ass alone would take up 75% of a love seat and her cheeks had some serious lift. It is like a giant sized Kim Kardashian ass. I knew what I wanted to do... But could I get her to agree?

There was very nice, comfy wicker chairs where I found the cute girls I had my eyes on. We chatted and within moments, the light from the sun that I was basking in went away with a shadow. Only one person at the party could cast that large of a shadow.

"Nice to meet you," she said with an outstretched hand, her blonde hair falling in her face as she looked down at me for the first, but not last, time today.

The cute girl sitting next to me got up and left immediately while the other two remained seated. They gave snide looks to the behemoth, but I reached back and introduced myself.

She turned her giant ass my direction, and I popped an almost immediate boner when her ass came near my face. Her fat ass cheeks over lapped onto me and she apologized as her weight pulled me towards her on the soft cushions.

"Unbelievable how much fun this party is, right," she said to the other girls.

"Yeah. We're gonna go grab some drinks. Take care."

With that, it was just me and the large woman. She had a ring on her left finger, so I asked, "I see you're engaged or married. How long have you been together?"

She sighed, "It's been 5 years, but honestly things aren't great. We're separated. I just was doing everything and I think he was cheating on me, so I've kind of... I don't know. I guess I don't know why I'm telling you all this!"

"No it's fine, I don't mind."

"Well..." she went on for a while with very crass language about how she was unsure about men, but thought she had to at least try getting back into dating a little bit and said she was always bad at asking men out. Then she started talking about how even if she did date someone, they would have to be comfortable with her.

"What do you mean by comfortable with you?"

"Well I do first dates kind of like.... You know, you just leave it all out there in the open, put everything on the table. Once it's out there, they can take it or leave it, you know," she asked me.

"Yeah I guess. But like, what's something you put out there? Give me an example."

"Ok, well. I guess, for example, I fart on the first date. I put it out there that I am a very gassy woman and I don't like to hold it. I also talk about how I don't plan on losing any weight. I like being really, really big. I talk about how I want a man that's willing to take care of me a little. I work and take care of myself financially, but I like being bought flowers or whatever. Just someone to take care of me. I like being taken care of because I like dominating the guy. I really like taking big, strong dudes and making them into my little bitch. I've done it, and gotten off too, but never in that... NEXT level kind of way, you know?"

I pretty much caught fire when she said she farts and is gassy. She is HUGE so looking at her made me think that if she farted it would burn a hole in her pants. I wanted my face to be right up against her asshole when she ripped on. I wanted that badly.

"I can think of a way you'd dominate and humiliate me in a way you've never done it and will only do it again with me. Promise."

"Oh yeah? Hahaha. Tell me about it," her blonde hair fell in front of her face again, her giant body leaning all the way into me.

Cryptically, I said, "I will. In time."

Time progressed and she was nice enough, but I knew I didn't want to date her, I just thought about a one night stand where I eat her ass and she farts. What happened was truly remarkable.

"So, I'm not sure we'd be compatible as a couple, but would you like to have a little fun," I asked with a wink.

"She smiled, I think I would like that. A lot..."

She grabbed her purse and I told her to meet me downstairs.

The cab to my place was practically silent and she shifted awkwardly quite a bit.

I buzzed us in and the elevator ride was quieter than the cab ride. That is until the distinct pop of a fart was heard. The stench hit almost immediately and she started laughing hysterically.

"I'm so sorry, I just couldn't help it! Haha! I knew it would be rough, but I just think it's funny when someone has to smell my farts."

She had no idea, but I was infinitely turned on. I remained quiet because I wanted to ask her in my apartment in a... "special" way.

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She got quiet, undoubtedly thinking she is ruined things when the truth was I now knew she would be interested. I could also tell she had to take a shit, the signs were all there.

As soon as we got into my apartment, we talked fast about limits. Hers was simple: She was into domination and humiliation and wanted me to come up with a way that she could dominate. Her hulking 6'3" frame carrying what had to be 300 pounds or more of perfectly proportioned fat and muscle (but WAY more fat...) stood in awe as I opened the door.

I spent three off days this summer working on the box. It's dark mahogany with plexiglass. It's pretty no frills, but if you walked in and saw me properly inserted, there's no mistaking that I'm asking to be your toilet.

Immediately when we walked in I told her I had to use the bathroom so I could cut her off from going first. She agreed, but I could tell she was upset. Maybe she figured things out when I said, "Don't fart Corrin, out here. Just hold them for two more minutes."

I sprinted to my box and disrobed so I could be in place when I called for her. She was waiting right outside the door, because when I shouted her name, the door clicked immediately.

"HA," she bursts out laughing, "this is unbelievable! You're honestly... You aren't going to want to do that. I might just end up using you as my toilet."

"That's the point. I'm... I want to."

She walked over and flipped up the seat. Here we were again with her looking down at me and she sucked her lips and then smiled.

"You're really going to regret this."

She pulled down her pants and turned around with her now exposed gigantic ass above me. As she descended, I heard the box I constructed creak under her weight, testing the strength. It made another creak as she shifted herself into comfort above my face, a mere 4-5 inches away.

We sat like this for a few seconds, both owner and slave quickly adjusting to their roles in this exciting adventure. Coupled with the fact that I was in a toilet box sealed off by her ass and the fact that she was laughing so hard, it made it tough to hear her, but I made out most of it.

"I just want you to know that I'm going to really enjoy this. You're right, though, this is the humiliation, the ultimate humiliation. And I'm going to make you suffer it, every last bit of this you will suffer. You're going to eat every drop, every speck of my shit. And I shit a lot. This isn't some idle threat, either. I really do take shits like a horse. I've clogged toilets in three countries and my one friend literally bought a new toilet because of me. I am not kidding, if you wanted someone to take a GIANT dump, then I am your girl."

She farted and for the first time, I was unsure if I'd made a mistake. The stench was so powerful, so overwhelming and with nowhere to vent, it quickly clouded the entire space. Another fart, this time longer and wet, sputtered and my realization was that this was the worst idea I've ever had. The smell could only be filtered by my lungs. I was nervous about choking to death on her farts, but could do nothing but smell them.

Then when it had gone silent for a minute, I moved my face so it was under her anus as it pulsed. This time it was a fart that began a drip of sludgey, goopey, almost black shit. It was horrendous in smell, the kind that you take after drinking 10 or more beers.

"Oh you picked a bad day. 20ish beers AND I had like 10 white russians AND I'M FUCKING LACTOSE INTOLERANT!!! HAHAHAHAHA."

That made sense because her dripping sludge shit finally came to a stop. I ate as fast as I could because the smell wasn't going to go away unless I ate it away. My eyes began to water and she mistook it for crying.

"Oh, don't cry! Here! Have something else to get that taste out!"

She farted a monstrous BARROOOOOOOOMMMMMFFFFFFF and as the tail end of her fart was airy and seemed to introduce a new foul smell into my little toilet box, the tip of a dark brown turd emerged. The turd came into my mouth and made me gag at the horrible taste. It was the most foul tasting thing I've ever had on my tongue and she just laughed at me.

"Oh my god! I can feel how much is up there. You're really going to fucking hate this. I've gotta say, you were right about this! This is amazing! I'm going to shit on you every time I have a big load like this! And here I thought you were going to want me to like hate fuck you or something! Hahaha! Imagine me fucking you! You're so small compared to me, and you're supposed to be some big shot athlete! Hahaha! NOPE! YOU'RE JUST MY FUCKING TOILET!"

This entire diatribe was being launched while the longest turd I have ever seen pushed from her colon and into my mouth and onto my face. My ex once shit a 5 foot long turd into my mouth and onto my face once, but this one was 7 feet long, NO FUCKING JOKE! I just kept coming. It wasn't the thickest turd ever, but it was about an american half dollar (~30 mm) in diameter. If you've ever eaten shit, you know that something that big is going to take a LONG time, and I knew I was going to be consuming this load for the better portion of the evening.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God," she stood up after the turd finally dropped, "I'm taking a picture! Don't worry, loser, you won't get found out. Know why? YOU CAN'T SEE YOUR FUCKING FACE!!!!!"

She cackled and I heard the snap, then she sat back down and farted. I could see nothing at this point and my entire face was literally covered in this woman's shit.

She farted again, but this time I heard little smacks above me. The shit pile already on my face was now covered in tinier, little clusters of her shit and it just made the entire process even more daunting.

The smell in my world at that moment was beyond atrocious. If you ever consider serving as someone else's toilet, you must be prepared not only to consume something foul, but also smell it CONSTANTLY. Now this was my first time in this box I built, so I had no idea how bad it would be. I've used a box before, but that one had better air holes and ventilation, mine I built was just a shit and fart trap. Luckily, she stood up that one time and I felt a rush of oxygen fill my lungs.

"Chew faster. This is getting boring," she shouted. I heard the wood creak again as she stood up and then heard a very loud gurgle, "Hahaha! It's about to get real fun again. For me!"

The box construction and strength was again put to the test as I heard her sit back down, still unable to see as my face was covered in her shit. I had eaten enough to make a divot in the massive dump pile on my face. She used that little hole to unleash a massive sludge wave of her nasty shit. Her laughter bounced off the walls and it felt like the plexiglass was shaking from the vibrations of the cackle.

"I just filled it right back up! You started to make so much progress, so much headway on eating my shit! Hahaha! And then I just go and take all your progress away! Oh my god! That was amazing!"

She laughed and took a video of me eating her waste. I was beyond humiliated.

It took every bit of 3 hours before I had the lions share of her dump eaten, but I was finally done.

"We're gonna have to do that again, toilet boy. We're gonna have to make it count next time though. I won't take it easy on you."

"Take it easy on me?! That is literally the most shit I think is possible to come out of a person!"

"That's nothing! That's just a few days because I don't go every day. I bet I could double that by eating a ton of food and holding it an extra day. I'll give you a real big one next time. Throw in more milk and beer. Give you some White Castle or maybe a chili shit. Maybe both! Hahaha! It'll be reallll big and reallll hot. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

My face burned and I said meekly, "I really would."

"I know it toilet boy. Oh yeah, here's your pic and a video," She held up her phone and showed the perfectly coiled turd that sat on my face. It was like it was molded it looked so perfectly coiled.

"Now, lay back down and keep breathing through your nose."

She squatted over my shit stained face and farted one more behemoth of a blast.

With her victory complete, Corrin took a shower and had me lay on the floor with the remnants of her shit on my face. I finally felt defeated and cried. I cried because I knew that I would let her do it again whenever she wanted. I have cried since that night as well because I feel like being a toilet is the greatest thing I will ever do.