They were led to the bathrooms, where they were expected to relieve themselves for the last time in their lives. Francine found the laxatives to be horribly effective. Her tummy and guts rumbled in reaction to the powerful intestinal irritant. Her meatworker chained her up to the wall in a private stall.

“Please urinate and defecate only inside the bowl, pig. Cleansing your insides is important to the process of cooking you have been assigned.” He ordered her.

She squatted low over the ceramic bowl and waited for the inevitable urge to defecate.

“Do they really expect us to shit here? I know these perverts, they've got camera’s here somewhere.” Dani complained from two stalls over.

Francine knew better than that. She’d been here before, after all. She knew that there was no privacy anywhere in this facility. They’d all been tracked by video cameras since the moment they’d entered the facility. Her entire snuffing would be edited down into a short highlights video to be sold as wank material online.

“Babe, those were industrial strength, fast acting laxatives. you’re gonna take a crap in there eventually.. you may as well not waste time complaining about it and get it over with. “ replied Sigrun, punctuating it with a wet fart and the sound of her dropping the kids off at the pool.

Francine pissed into her own bowl, well aware that the cameras would capture every embarrassing moment for posterity. The idea of some teen purchasing snuff porn of her crapping in the toilet and wanking it, kind of made her feel disgusted. Still, she needed to crap real bad. She felt her bowels move involuntarily. Her branded asscheek burned as her anal ring bulged out to release a thick turd. She wondered whether that hypothetical boy would cum wads to her in the toilet, or whether he’d only climax at her demise.

She knew she wouldn’t be alone in her humiliation. Sigrun and Dani were already making their own splashing and plopping sounds in the cubicles next to her, and she’d be joining the hundreds of thousands of meatgirls that had already gone through this facility before her.

“Dani, you think you’re better than this, but you’re just an animal in the end. We’re all just little piggies crapping ourselves to make the job of handling our intestines more palatable to a meatworker here.” Sigrun stated crudely.

“Sigrun! That’s gross” Dani complained as she let another turd of her own out into the waiting bowl.

It was true though… they were all just like pigs to these people now. The only value they had anymore was in the meat on their carcases.

Francine grimaced a little. Her poo just wouldn’t stop coming out of her. Whoever had made that laxative had done a very thorough job. It was a satisfying feeling to let it all out and cleanse herself. She couldn’t disguise a happy little gasp of relief.

When she was done, a water jet sprayed up from the squat toilet and rinsed her asshole out. She blushed a little at this… Francine had always liked the Japanese style toilets with bidet’s installed when her air routes had taken her to Japan. The water was pleasantly warm. It was a strangely nice touch, Francine thought, the care they showed for their livestock about to be slaughtered. It was as if every detail of the process had been considered carefully.

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