Hello, my name is Jasmine. Currently I'm studying biology at university. Today I decided to study with my friend Taylor in the library. Which studying in the library can be dangerous if you don't follow the rules. The library rules aland punishments are written everywhere. The main ones being:
First Noise disturbance = smothered by librarian's diaper until used.
Second noise disturbance = stiffed inside librarian's diaper til end of day.
Third noise disturbance = become Librarian's diaper filler.
Destruction of Library property = Become Librarian's meal.
 In short the only thing that has multiple chances is a noise disturbance, everything else and you'll be fill the librarians pamps by the end of the day.
For me, I alresdy had one noise disturbance and it was a weird experience. The librarian was actually nice I found out afterward. But serving the sentence wasn't terrible, don't get me wrong, having an old lady sit on top of your face until she soiled her diaper wasn't great, but it was better than being in the diaper or her stomach. The worst part is the stench her bowels made, even before she unloaded. Her farts were disgusting, but were nothing in comparison to her shit. When she shat on me, the warm gunk was spread throughout the diaper she wore. It was pressed against my face and the padding did nothing for the stench. I could even feel the diaper dampen. However, luckily for me, it wasn't a pred dump, but a norm shit, so the amount wasn't a lot. After being smothered by the soiled diaper for 10 extra minutes, the librarian stood up and let me go, giving me a little comment on what would happen next time. She even pulled the back of her diaper open and showed me her mess. That was a month ago, and let's say that lesson stuck with me for awhile.
However today had been a long day. Taylor and I were studying for a few hours and we just started a little break. We looked at our phones and then it started. Taylor was chuckling a little and then showed me, a cute cat dancing. That's when it went down hill. We both started to chuckled, then giggle, finally we were laughing.
All of the sudden I turned as saw, Miss Shirley, the librarian. She was fairly tall, about 6 feet, and had her gray hair pulled into a long ponytail. She wore her reading glasses around her neck and had her blouse unbuttoned so you could see her massive cleavage, most likely from devouring many misbehaved students. She had a large belly with many folds which extended to her hips. Those massive hips that made any woman jealous. Then she had one of the biggest asses I have ever seen. Once I noticed when she sat down, that both cheeks were well on either side of the chair. She wore only a mini skirt, which didn't even cover her diaper as it stuck out below. Then her meaty thighs, which had a few sun blotches. Finally was her high-heeled shoes.
Both Taylor and I looked at her in awe. Shirley stood there with clipboard and stared at us intently.
"Might I see your IDs please." Sje said calmly.
We both handed ours over and she looked at them and then marked on her clipboard. First she looked at Taylor.
I looked at Taylor and realized her state of terror. My usually tan friend was as pale as a ghost. She was quivering. Then Shirley spoke.
"Mrs. Taylor, I see that it's your third noise disturbance. How lucky, for me." She licked her lips.
I then looked at Taylor again, she had silent tears streaming down her face, her mascara slightly runny. Then back at Shirley, who was now looking at me.
"Mrs. Jasmine, seeing as it's your second time, you get to watch." She smiled.
Shirley then set her clipboard down and leaned over towards Taylor. I watched as she grabbed and lifted my friend with ease. Taylor a blonde, and not the lightest of women, nor small by any means. With one fluid motion, Taylor's head was engulfed by the old woman's mouth. She easily held Taylor by the waist with one hand, and her legs with the other. Taylor was trying to free herself, but Shirley's jaw was too powerful. Then I heard a slurping sound and felt a wave of heat pass over me.
I watched as my friends DD chest, barley covered by her dress slipped into Shirley's mouth.
*gulp*
As Shirley continued to swallow Taylor, I watched as my her outline slid down the old woman's throat making it bulge. I saw her face and and then Taylor's boobs bulge inside the gullet.
*gulp*
Taylor's pudgy beyond was now inside the librarians mouth. I watched as she kicked. Taylor's blue dress flailing as she kick. I could see her thong, bright red, not really covering anything. I saw the folds of her vagina and even a few prickly looking hairs. I even saw the wrinkles from her asshole. In this moment of fear I saw everything in high detail.
*gulp*
I saw Taylor's stomach slip down her throat.
*gulp*
It seemed like hours to watch my friend's stomach slide down her gullet.
*gulp*
Shirley swallowed my friend's legs. The stomach of the old woman expanded and lifted her. I could see Taylor's figure curling up inside, her hands pressing out. I watched as her feet slid I to Shirley's mouth and how the teeth closed, then the lips. Shirley gulped hard and smirked at me as the rest if Taylor slid into her belly.
*UUUURRRPPP*
Shirley patted her gut as it squirmed. She then reached out and grabbed me by my shirt and lifted.
"Ready for your punishment?" She said as she already moved me to her back.
Shirley then used her free hand and open the back of the diaper, the waistband stretching. She held me over to where I could look down. I saw just how big her ass really was. Her fleshy mounds had large deep crack. The cheeks had dimples as they were fat enough to roll over multiple times.
"Have fun!" She said releasing her grip.
"Eeekk" I squealed as I fell into the abyss.
It was warm as I felt my body slide into the cheeks, nestling perfectly. I slipped in far, down, down, down. Within moments, my face was in-between the bubbly rear. As I looked up, through the crevice, I could see a little light as Shirley still held the diaper open.
*snap*
She let go her waistband quickly sealing. It was dark. As my eyes adjusted, I could feel her move, waddling as I was making her diaper sag. Her movements made me sway as I was pushed around by her thick thighs.
As the motion stopped I could finally see in my dark padded prison. There wasn't much to look at initially, just her soft posterior, the walls of flesh and diaper that surrounded me. Then she started moving again. Again I felt weightless, but oy for a brief time.
*crinkle*
The diaper crinkled and the I was forced against it. Shirley was sitting down. Then her ass came down, I didn't get a chance to move my hands. My face was being forced deeper into the undercarriage, into the canyon like flesh. My hands were stuck, both under a butt cheek stuck between her fat and the diapers padding. I was trapped and there was nothing I could do.
Shirley's body was heavy. Most of her weight was distributed to her wide ass, luckily. The weight pushing me deeper. Within moments my face was pressed against a greasy, wrinkly orifice. It was her anus, and it was smelly. I could feel it push against my face and try to open, but luckily it stayed sealed. I could hear her fart. Then she lifted.
*pffssstt*
I felt the warm gassy air escape from her sphincter. A sticky liquid substance splattering my face, connecting me to the hole. Then I heard something, the muffled screams of Taylor. It was like the tube of the old librarian's intestines connected me to Taylor.
"Taylor, can you hear me?" I said.
"Jasmine is that you?" She asked.
"Yes, how is it?" I questioned.
"Terrible, I can feel the acid and I keep getting squeezed. It's so wet in here." She cried out.
I squeezed at the mounds surround me, the fat squishing in between my fingers. I was trying to get in a better position. Shirley shifted her weight and bounced a little, causing me pain. That was her way if saying to stop.
"It smells back here." I complained through the butt hole.
"Yeah, at least you ll be alive and not som librarian's poop." Taylor retorted.
"Oh, well that's good. What's it like?" I questioned.
"Not fun, my clothes are melting. My skin is gettong blotchy and itchy which is strange, and her stomach is squeezing me. So I'm not sure what to expect." She was on the verge of sobbing.
I could hear Shirley's gut as it worked Har on digesting my friend. Hearing the grumbles and groans I started to fully understand how terrifying it must be inside it. I felt bad for Taylor.
"What are you going to do, are you going try and get out of her diaper?" She asked.
"Well, no, I hear rumors that if you try, she'll just eat, and sorry, I don't want to share her belly with you." I said.
Soon I was getting really tired, it must've been the weight, slowly suffocating me.
I was awoken to some moment.
*pfffrrrttt*
Shirley let out an airy fart, as I woke up. My face was still trapped in between her massive ass cheeks but the rest if my body was laying in her diaper like a hammock.
*She must've stood up* I thought.
As I swayed beneath the old woman, I talked with Taylor again.
*sobs*
"Taylor, what happened? I must've passed out." I said.
"I'm all melty, my skin is peeling off. I can see my BONES!" She yelled.
"Miss Taylor, please be quiet, you are still in my library, even if it is as my lunch. Shirley said.
I was then swinging again as the librarian walked around. Then just as before, I felt weightless, I braced myself for the impact.
*bbbrrrrtttt*
As the d wan sat down, she farted. Like a perfect storm, with the fart opening her sphincter and the weight of her butt slamming onto a chair.
*pop*
My head was shoved into the old woman's ass, into her bowels.
"OHhhhh, mmhhhmmm, my, what an unexpected twist." she chuckled.
"What happened?" I could hear Taylor's voice echo against the intestinal walls.
"My head just became a buttplug!" I said annoyed.
I could feel the ridges of the slimy walls press against me. I could feel the warmth. And I could feel the pressure build.
*bbbrrrrtttt*
As my face was stuffed further into her anus, her sphincter clenched, squeezing out the gas. Her anus was clenching around my neck. Her toxic gas was suffocating me too. The last thing I remembered before I passed out was my pants getting wet for some reason.
The next I woke up, was because another rush of air and a weight being lifted. Shirley was moving again.
"Hrrnnnggg, come Miss Jasmine, having you as a buttplig felt nice, but now it's time for to get back out." The librarian said quietly.
*BBBFFFRRRTTT*
A loud bassy farther erupted and the pressure pushed my head free from the tight hole. I was even free from her cheeks until I saw a light.
Shirley had opened her pampers in the back and looked down at me. I could see her face, a disappointed look. She then reached her hand down and grabbed the back of my head and shoved it back between her cheeks, back to where her stinky hole was against my face.
"Tsk tsk tsk, can have you be too free."
Soon I remembered my wet pants. Thinking about it, I realize they had become more wet, and it was even on my shirt. While still being able to move my hands I quickly reached down and felt it. It was gooey and sticky, coating the outside of my pants and shirt.
"Uhm, Miss Shirley?" I mumbled into her ass, nervous of what her reply would be.
"Yes dear?"
"What is this stuff? It's so sticky."
"Reach up further and I think you'll find out." She smiled down at me.
*snap*
Sheet her diaper go, and I was in darkness again.
I did as I was told, though part of me already knew and I was hesitant. As I reached up, ever so slightly, I felt a warm fold of flesh. There was was more sticky fluid. I even pushed my fingers into the folds before I fully figured it out.
"Ahhhh, mhhmmm, dear, don't make me do that, you naughty girl." The old woman said.
I quickly pulled back as I solved the obvious mystery. Shirley had came or was very wet. Moat likely due to me being inside her ass as a buttplug. I then remembered Taylor, still inside the churning gut.
"Hey Taylor, how are you holding up?"
*glorp*
" melty... so nice... Jasmine..." Taylor attempted to say.
*groan*
*gurgle*
"OH my, it seems she's almost done, which means soon you'll get to see your friend again, Miss Jasmine." Shirley chimed in.
*burb*
*splatter*
"Oh yes, just a little more and then she's finished."
Soon I heard her stomach start to gurgle even louder.
*CRRRUUUNNNCCHHHHHH*
"That should've done it."
"What?"
"Well I oresswd my hands on your melted friend and her bones were snapped. She should be gone and soon on her way to you. Hehehe." The old woman giggled.
*clang*
*splash*
*RRIIIIPPPPPP*
Somewhere in the library was an accident. I could feel Shirley waddle quickly, my prison swaying a lot. The soupy remains of Taylor sloshing around above me in the old woman's gut.
Soon she stopped, but I continued to sway in her pampers for a bit.
"Mhmmm, yep, destruction of property. How lucky me." Shirley said smuggly.
Without skipping a beat. I heard her swallow whoever the poor person was becoming second lunch.
*gulp gulp gulp*
*whimpers*
I could hear obvious signs it was a female. I didn't know who, but I would assume some poor freshman who wasn't smart enough to not eat or drink in the library.
*BUUURRRPP*
"Ahhhh, you were delicious my dear. Now waht was the name of my second meal?" Shirley patted her gut.
"K k Kelsea." The girl stammered out.
"Well Kelsea, you just destroyed a good book with your coffee, and then you tried to hide it by ripping out a page? Didn't you read my signs?" Shirley rubbed her gut.
*whimpers*
"Miss, there's bones in here. EEEEKKK, a s s sc scull." The girl stuttered.
"That would be your predecessor, my sweety. That was Miss Taylor. Soon you won't look much different." The librarian said to her second meal.
"What do you mean?" She said, her voice quivering.
"Oh, well, you'll be churned and mulched and melted. Then you be pushed through me like all food is and eventually you'll help Miss Jasmine fill my diaper."
I could feel Miss Shirlehand rubber my figure through the diaper as she said that.
"Huh?"
"You aren't that bright are you, Miss Kelsea. I guess the blonde hair should've been a give away. Anyways, you're my food, and I'm going to make you into poop. Then I'll squeeze you out of my ass into my diaper. That's where Miss Jasmine will get to see you."
*cries*
"Speaking of which, miss Jasmine, I have to relieve myself."
*fsssshhhh*
With out much warning, I felt a warm liquid flood from above my stomach and groan. It soaked my pants and shirt as well as the diaper. Shirley had just peed. I quietly sobbed to myself at the humiliation.
After about half an hour she burped.
*UUURRRRPPP*
*SPLAT*
"OH my, what a cute pair of panties. To bad they won't fit me." Shirley said.
She then opened her pamps to look at me again. She then dropped a pair of purple panties down on top of me. They had obvious holes where acid had burned through.
"Here Miss Jasmine, they might fit you." She giggled to herself as if it were a joke
For the next hours, I could hear the old woman churn Kelsea inside her gut. The whimpers and cries, the occasional scream. There was also plenty of flatulence and sitting and standing. Finally the silence was broken.
"Eeeep, she's groaping me!" Kelsea said weakly.
*churn*
"It's ok, dear, I'm just trying to speed up your punishment. It's almost the end of the day, and I don't take work home with me."
"M my skin, it's melted, its coming off."
"Of course dear, that's what happens to food, it melts."
*ppppFFFFRRRRRRTTTTTT*
"OH my, Miss Jasmine, I think you're about to have, Hhrrrnnngggg, company."
At that moment I could feel and see her wrinkly hole start to widen, the wind rushed across my face, falling my nose. It smelt of death. Then I could see a dark object, slowly inching closer, coming towards me. As it came it started to press on my face, the smelly mess of her scat.
*splat*
"Oh, HHRRRRRNNNNGGG, don't try and stop it girly." Shirley grunted.
*BBLLLAAARRRRRTTTT*
Her strong bowels forced it out. A huge mess of shit. It poured out, all over my face, last of it getting in my mouth. I tried to gasp, but that was a mistake. More shit filled in. I was forced to swallow some.
As more brown goo filled in around me, I felt my padded prison grow to accommodate it all. The messy shit, the soft creamy brown loafs, the hard turds. There even a few hard specs that were sharp. It took me a moment to realize they were Taylor's bones, crushed an pulverized. I held in my gags as the putrid stuff oozed out onto me. It felt like eternity.
I could see the wrinkled hole close through my shit covered vision. I was relieved.
"What happened" I heard Kelsea stammer.
"Well I just shat out my first meal. Soon I'll be adding you to the mess."
I squirmed my way to the top of the brown mud slide I was encased in. That brought her attention back to me.
"Ahhh, there's my naughty girl. How does the shit smell, Miss Jasmine."
"Terrible!" I screamed out.
"I bet, I have to admit, with my big ass, I enjoy shitting, even more so when its on a girl who broke my rules. Now please be quiet, you still have to meet Miss Kelsea." I could feel her walk.
As she moved the diaper sloshed around with the added contents. The goopy mess wrapping around me, a warm disgusting mud bath. If it weren't for the fact it was old woman feces, it would've actual felt nice.
Soon I I felt the same weightlessness as Shirley sat down.
*Squuuueeeellllccchhhhh*
Her shit formed around me as I was forced back against her asshole. The warm poop squeezing around me like a mold. The soft creamy bits, the occasion sharp shard poking me, it was all surreal until it came to a rest. I was back in my original position of breathing all my air straight from her bowels. Her dirty hole constantly pushing against me, mocking me.
I could hear the sobs of Kelsea.
"Ahhhh, she's squeezing...."
*CCCRRRRAAAACCCKKKKK*
*CRRRRRRUUUUNNNNCCCHHHH*
*blorp*
*gurgle*
Kelseyville was now nothing but a corpse, slowly dissolving into more mush. Shirley sighed a bit of relief, no longer having to deal with the noisy, rambunctious prey. She then looked down at the brown stained diaper.
She opened it again to address me. I looked up throught the scat coated crack to see her turning around looking at me.
"Almost done with your punishment girly. I hope you do think about it. That is unless you want to be my lunch?" She winked at me.
*snap*
*glllooorrrsssh*
The diaper squelched as she shifted her weight. She shimmied until she was comfortable, smearing the shit around with me.
After what I guess was 45 minutes, I heard it.
*grrroooaaannn*
It was near, the sounds of her gut getting ready to excrete another mountain of feces. Her rectum was pulsing.
*pffssst*
A fart escaped her anus and splattered my face.
*fffffffbbbbrrrrppp*
With that last burst of gas, I was able to see into the depths, the brown muck stared back. I learned from last time and closed my eyes, as it approached.
"Hhhrrrnnnggg, ready, here she comes! She feels extra messy." I heard the librarian whisper.
"HHRRRNNNGGGGH" she grunted.
*FFFBBRRRTTTTT*
I could feel the slimy turd press against my face. Then a sudden quake as she stood up.
"This should make it easier." She huffed.
I could feel the bottom of the diaper hit the floor as she squatted slightly. Soon after a flow of soft poop slid out of her ass, pushing me down into the cooler scat. It had slightly solidified so I didn't sink as far into it. The smell of Kelsea shitty remains were far worse, but the warmth was welcome compared to what remained of Taylor. The consistency was a lot softer, and in the little light I had, it was a lighter brown.
*bbblllllaaaarrrtttr*
*crinnnnkkklllleee*
She continued to relieve herself, the diaper continued to grow. After a few minutes and what felt like 100 lbs of sludge being dumped on me it came to a halt.
*blorp*
*glurgle*
"OH my, that doesn't sound good. I almost feel sorry for you Miss Jasmine." The old lady said.
Before I even processed what she said, much less what it implied a torrent of liquid shit flowed out from the sphincter above me. It exploded and forced the shit on top of me to part until it was hitting me directly.
*fffrrrrttttssshhhhhh*
"Uuurrrrgggg, it burns a little, don't you think sweetheart?" She said.
The stench was even more rotten before. Soon every crevice that was left was filled with her diarrhea. I was doing all I could to make sure I didn't drown in her mess. When it finally stopped raining chunky liquid, we both sighed relief.
"Well sorry Missy. Blondes usually do that to me." Shirley said shaking her soiled pamps.
*slosh*
*spllorrrcchhh*
Me and the contents shifted around. As she stood up, the diaper was still ploomed out on the floor. Then the light showed through again as she peered down at me through her stretched waistband.
"My my my, you sure look like shit. I'm glad it's you and not me. Hehehe, one last bit though." She smiled at me.
I watched as she scrunched her wrinkly face before I felt it.
*fasshhhh*
*bbbluuurrrrbbbb*
She was peeing again. Her urine was splashing into the liquid shit. Steaming, the pungent odor if my golden shower added another layer of stench to the prison of fecal matter.
"Ahh, that feels so nice. How does it feel for you?" She questioned, blushing a little.
I chose to remain silent. Shirley then sauntered to a private room. She dragged her enormous diaper, it scraping, leaving a trail of ooze, as the diaper couldn't hold all of her liquid. When she got back she undid the tabs of the diaper. I felt it as the contents shifted and spread out. It sloshed even more as she stepped out. I then made my way to where I had my head all the way out. I was almost free.
"There, now you can go." The librarian said.
I watched as she was wiping her own muck off of her massive rear. That's when I noticed at how much of a GILF she was. Her skin was nice and smooth, soft and tight on her body, only wrinkles were on her face. Her wide hips, the pudgy gut, the massive breasts. I ckuld see her nipples through the tight cloth. Then I looked between her legs. The folds of her vagina, the hair that crowned it. Then her thick thighs, full of lovely cellulite. I stared at her, almost forgetting I was still submerged in her excrement.
"Enjoy the show, missy?" Shirley said smiling, catching me off guard.
"Um, yes?" I mumbled out.
"You are a weird one, aren't you." She laughed.
I struggled to get out of her soiled pampers. The shit gluing me in. Though I wasn't trying as hard, I was still mesmerized by her, the way her fat jiggled and swayed as she wiper of the brown muck. The white creamy skin.
"When I'm and old lady, like you, I hope I'm as beautiful as you," I said, blushing.
She smiled and faced me, her belly rolls rippling.
"Hmmm, maybe, that is unless you end up apart of me, like your friend did." She grabbed her folds.
She then tossed her dirty wipe onto my face.
"You can keep that, to remember your experience." She winked.
She then slid on a tight black thong. It was pressed into her fat and disappeared in her ass. It really only covered her womanhood. She put on a new longer, larger skirt and started to walk out.
"Mmmwwwaaaa, maybe one day I'll have you for lunch." She blew a kiss.
Once I was finally out of her mess, I realized how disgusting I was. All my clothes were stained brown with her scat. I looked back at the reached pile, barley contained by the diaper. The top was open, the poop and pee, still steaming. White specs of bones were floating in the diarrhea. Strands of hair were scattered throughout, it was truly a mess. All that remained of two college girls, a mountain of old woman shit.
I then ran back to my apartment, hanging on to her disgusting wipe. I changed and showered. Thought the stench and stain of Shirley's crop would take more than a day to disappear. I then hopped in bed and thought about what happened.
I mistreated to the thought of being on her diaper. The fowl stench, the screams of friends, her naked body. Fingerings my cunt had never felt so good.
"Ahhhhh," I moaned as I orgasmed.
I sprayed cum all over my panties. I drifted off to sleep, delirious about my time in the Librarian's diaper.