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My Life as a Teenage Voraphile [resurrected story] - Page 124 - Fate Rests Within the Bowels of Tira - By NagaFood - Overview
She begun to whimper and cry at her inability to find a key. Rita came back in, watching Charlette shift through the crap and lay on the floor, looking at Charlette face to face, “Now look sweety, you know if you don’t find a key soon it will be too late…” Charlette looked at Rita distraught,

“Please help me!” she said weakly. Rita stroked Charlette’s filthy face, “You know, if you got rid of some of this crap, you may have more time…tell you what, open your mouth and instead of shitting into the hole… I’ll shit into you!” Charlette waded back through the waist deep crap with horror as Rita shrugged her shoulders, “Very well then.” As she begun to turn round and bend over, Charlette, looking at the quickly rising liquid, whimpered softly,

“…fine….” Closing her eyes and opening her little mouth wide, Rita planted her ass on Charlette’s face and forced a load right into Charlette’s mouth. Charlette tried to recoil in shock, but Rita’s ass continued to push down, clamped onto her face, not letting go util Charlette swallowed. The thick, brown logs continued to pour into the little girls mouth, making her feel utterly ill as it filled her stomach. Then, as the last few little clumps of turd slid down her throat, Rita let out another loud throat and Charlette felt the key shoot down her throat, which she accidentally swallowed. Charlette let out a soft cry as Rita laughed, and the girl tried to throw up, but to no avail. "You can try puke up the key all you want girl, but I packed my ass with anti-nausea medicine. You won't be able to throw up for a good twelve hours." Rita laughs cruelly, hardly believing that the supposed super genius actually fell for it and swallowed the key along with all her shit.

Rita then exits the room and Charlette can hear all the girls laughing and making fun of her. However, for the first time tonight, the little girl has hope. Although she knows predators often have different metabolism, it's likely that one of the other girls will be ready to expel their key soon. Her theory gets it's first test as Jenny comes in a few minutes later, and looks down at her with a grin. "So, how's are little shit eater?" the girl says with malicious glee. Charlette only stares up at her with contempt. "Now open wide... here comes the load!"

Jenny then lets out a huge fart, and then a thick stream of liquid shit blasts out of her ass and coats Charlette with the most rancid, foul shit of the night. The liquid level rises to Charlette's shoulders before with a final plop, a grime covered hard object shoots from Jenny's ass to float along the top of the shitpool. "The key!" Charlette says with excitement, and grabs it, taking in a mouthful of shit in the process. Holding up the key proudly, but Jenny continues to look at her with a wicked grin on her face.

"I wouldn't be so excited just yet, little shit eater." Jenny warns cruelly. Charlette is puzzled by this, she has the key that can unlock her and free her, so why shouldn't she be excited? Then she takes a look at the key, and her heart sinks in her chest and a look of horror crosses her face. "Ahaahaahaahaa.... oh, that was priceless, my little turd muncher. Why did you think all my shit came out as liquid, I have an incredible metabolism that turns anything in my stomach to liquid. I had to take a whole bottle of antacids just to keep the key that solid!" Jenny cackles gleefully as Charlette tearfully looks at the partially melted key, to damaged to unlock the lock and free her from her murky prison.

As Jenny walks out laughing, she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach. With Rita's key trapped in her stomach and Jenny's key unusable, all hope rests with Tira's key. Tira, the girl who sits behind her and brought her into this mess. She realizes all at once that she had planned this from the beginning. Tira never planned on eating her, she just wanted to make her suffer, tricking her into inviting the drama club here, and then tricking her into this pit. Knowing her, she probably has something especially wicked planned for her. Tira's shit was the most solid, and with any luck, it survived it's trip through her stomach, however, this means that she has a slower metabolism. If the key doesn't come out this time, then she will likely let Rita and Jenny go first again next time and she won't get another shot at the key. If it does come out, she still has to get down beneath the level of shit and force the key into the lock blindly, with only a limited time before she has surfaced. If the lock is too mucked up, it might be nearly impossible to get the key in with the shit gooing it up. All this might have been naught, but Charlette must not give up hope.

After a few minutes, Tira walks in, smirking down at her little pet. "I take it by now you figured out the odds are stacked against you. There's no guarantee that the key will even come out this time, and if it doesn't you're gonna drown in our shit." she says with an evil grin twisting her beautiful face. "Of course, even if it does come out, it's going to be hard to unlock the lock, and considering the thick consistency of the muck you're swimming in, I'm betting you'll only have a few chances to unlock it before you are too worn out and your lungs to full of shit to attempt another go. All the smarts in the world won't get you out of this one, little miss brain." she teases poor Charlette. "Are you a gambling woman, Charlette?" Tira asks her while leaning in with a devious smirk. "I am. You see, I'm hoping that a miracle will happen and you'll actually survive. That way after we tell everybody what happened, you'll be known as a little shit eater for the rest of your life, and girls will always want to use you as their personal toilet." Tira tells the girl quietly, as Jenny and Rita enter. Tira gives her a pat on the cheek and pulls down her panties, plaving her ass above the whole. "Well, her it goes, sweety. Time for the moment of truth. Your fate rests in the crevice of these beautiful ass cheeks." she announces with a grin, and lets out a loud fart, followed by a stream of large, thick brown logs, while the other girls grin and watch in anticipation...
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