Gardentoilet(human toilet/aware/unaware)

Timo could hardly believe his luck. He had been tinkering in his garden for three days, getting everything ready for the first beautiful days of summer. His girlfriend Annika knew about his unusual desires, but she tolerated them and even did him a huge favor. Timo desperately wanted to experience what it was like to be a toilet drain for a woman, to drink her urine without her knowing or seeing him. After a lot of convincing from Timo (their relationship was going really well), Annika reluctantly agreed. To this end, Timo had dug a small pit in his garden, cemented it, and created an underground hollow where he could sit upright, with an old car seat installed and attachment points for securing himself. Since the garden was quite large and he lived there alone, the planted corner behind the bushes was ideal for his plan. It was also a good spot for an outhouse if one spent time by the pool a few meters away. He had even built a small outhouse cabin above the hollow, which looked like a small wooden changing room at a beach. Timo had obtained a toilet and built an intricate system that could connect both to himself and to a soakaway below the concrete. The toilet itself rested on a hidden rail system, so he could slide the toilet forward on its heavy stone platform and climb into the pit behind the bowl. Fortunately, Timo was slim, and everything was just right. Today was the day. A few days earlier, Annika had arranged a pool day with her friend Jaqueline, for her boyfriend's sake, and invited her to Timo’s house. The two weren't living together yet, so Annika didn’t have a key to the house, just to the garden. Annika had even shown Timo the text conversation, which turned him on, especially this part:

Annika: Oh, by the way, Timo installed a small toilet in the garden, so you don't have to hold it in there anymore since he won’t be around on Saturday and I don’t have a house key.

Jaqueline: Great! Running into the house just to pee is so annoying ;-)

Timo loved it and was even more excited. It was all makeshift, but it worked, and by around 11 a.m., Timo was already in the small prison he had built, securing himself in place. He prepared everything. Annika just had to come and slide the toilet back; he had shown her the mechanism but didn’t want her to know anything else. She wanted to ignore the fact that he was down there and had sworn not to use him; she simply didn’t want to, not even for her conscience’s sake. Timo deeply respected that and was incredibly grateful that she was going along with this, just so Jaqueline could use him to pee. The only downside for him was that Annika was afraid she might have to use the toilet herself. That’s why she had arranged some appointment with Jaqueline for 3 p.m., so they wouldn’t stay at the pool, and thus within his range, for too long. Since it made a lot of noise and required some skill to open this stone prison again (the two had tested it), Timo knew he’d have to endure a few hours alone in the dark under the toilet before Annika could come to free him. She had even threatened that it might take until early evening. "You’ll have to tough it out," were her words. So Timo sat in his prison, waiting. He could only see the light coming in from above, illuminating his hard prison. He rocked back and forth nervously, waiting for the prison to tighten when Annika slid the toilet back. He had already attached the pipe rail to his mouthpiece. When Annika slid the toilet back, the drainpipe would be pushed closer to his mouthpiece, and he would be truly helpless. But that’s what he was waiting for.

Earlier, and throughout the previous and current day, Annika had been rushing from one appointment to another, barely managing anything. So, it happened that she was still making last-minute preparations at her apartment and realized how late she was. Without taking the pee she had planned, she hurriedly grabbed her things, left the house, and drove quickly to Timo's. It was late, and just before she arrived at Timo's, Jaqueline texted that she was almost there too. Only now did her pulse quicken as she remembered what was about to happen with her boyfriend, hoping she wouldn't need to pee urgently during that time. She was sure she could easily hold off the big bathroom trip she hadn’t managed yesterday or today until the evening. She felt somewhat indifferent about the whole situation, including the fact that he would soon be trapped for hours. Annika arrived at Timo's, quickly parked her car, and hurried into the garden. She didn’t have much time. Timo was still fidgeting when something creaked beneath him, and a part of the old car seat he was about to be strapped into broke off. He tipped slightly forward, bringing him closer to the drainpipe and changing the angle a bit. He didn’t fully realize this or the consequences it would have for him. At that moment, Annika suddenly appeared above the outhouse, went around to the hidden side, and, without any hesitation, pushed the heavy structure back with her body weight. Thanks to her momentum, it moved easily, as she knew it was heavy, and slid back. Timo only noticed when the first push triggered a clamp, and all the straps and cuffs tightened, securing him completely. From his forehead, which was pulled tight against the wall behind him, to his feet, he was now immobilized. He noticed something was off since he was now at a different angle. Annika didn’t notice and kept pushing with her body weight. The toilet slid back, and under her, the drainpipe moved into Timo's mouth. Because of a pulley and the awkward angle, she pushed the drainpipe much further into his mouth, so at the last moment, he had to open his jaw extremely wide to avoid losing his teeth. It stopped in such a way that he couldn’t pull back, and the pipe was stuck deep in his mouth. He immediately tried to call out to Annika, but he was in such an awkward position that his vocal cords practically collapsed. Annika's final push made a loud click, and the structure was locked and sealed. His heart was racing. Annika's heart was racing too, but more from stress. She glanced down at the toilet, quietly closed the lid, and checked to make sure there was toilet paper, then left and went to the front gate, where Jaqueline was just pulling into the driveway. Poor Timo tugged at his restraints but couldn’t do anything. It was now pitch dark for him, and he couldn’t hear a thing. Up front, Jaqueline and Annika greeted each other since they usually only saw each other on weekends. Jaqueline had driven an hour to get there. After retrieving her bag from the trunk, the two headed back to the pool area, where two loungers and a small umbrella were set up. It was out of sight and hearing range of the outhouse. The two young women quickly changed into their swimsuits and got into the water, then relaxed in the sun, chatting and smoking. Meanwhile, Timo was dying of boredom and pain in his jaw an hour later, along with severe anxiety about the upcoming use. He couldn’t resist it, even though that was the purpose; it was a harsh reality he somehow didn’t want to accept. During their conversation, Annika occasionally glanced toward the outhouse, not because she was worried about Timo, but because she was starting to feel the need to pee and was debating internally where she could go. She also mentioned how stressed she had been lately, which Jaqueline noticed. Shortly after noon, Jaqueline became very hungry and wanted to get something to eat. Annika had no objection since she was also quite hungry. She had completely forgotten about Timo in the meantime, so they quickly drove off to the nearest snack bar to get each a kebab. The kebab shop, of course, had no toilet. “Just go at Timo's!” Jaqueline suggested, unaware of what that meant. “No, it’s fine, it’s not that urgent!” Annika reassured her. She couldn’t give the impression that she needed to go; otherwise, Jaqueline might persuade her to do so. But it got her thinking in the car. He wants it this way, she thought to herself. Back at the pool, the two greedily devoured their food, each drinking a large cola and smoking a cigarette. Meanwhile, Timo had calmed down and was waiting, not knowing what was coming or when. He hadn’t noticed that the two had left. After the cigarette, they both lay back in the sun and dozed off for a bit, like a small post-meal nap. However, Annika was now feeling her stomach quite a bit after the meal. It was rumbling and pressing hard after the large meal. While Jaqueline showed no signs, Annika was becoming increasingly nervous. She now really needed to go and was secretly farting a lot. It smelled bad, but fortunately, the wind direction kept it away from her best friend. Suddenly, Jaqueline stood up, and Annika sat up too. She realized she had to control herself for a moment. “Want to smoke another one?” Jaqueline asked her. But Annika knew that would only make her bowel pressure worse. She shook her head. “Okay, I’ll smoke on the toilet then!” Jaqueline said, strolling with her pack of cigarettes and a lighter around the pool toward the greenery, where behind the bushes was the outhouse with Timo inside. She shuffled along in her flip-flops. Timo's girlfriend didn’t care at that moment; she just wanted a way out and remembered one. She excused herself, saying she wanted to get something from the car and make a call. Her best friend didn’t mind and kept walking. Annika hurried to the front, hoping the neighbor would be home so she could use their bathroom. It was embarrassing, but it had to be done. She wouldn’t last another hour and a half plus the drive. The last time she had been able to poop was early Thursday morning, and she had eaten so much since then. It was more than urgent.

Meanwhile, Timo was startled by the shuffling. Above him, Jaqueline had just stepped into the small outhouse and walked across the hard floor. She had lit a cigarette on the way and placed her pack of smokes on a shelf next to the toilet, along with her phone. She absentmindedly opened the toilet lid and ashed once. Then she turned around. Timo was flooded with adrenaline, about to experience what he had been waiting for. She pulled down her bikini with the cigarette in her mouth and sat down with her bare butt on the toilet seat. Jaqueline sat, leaning on her knees, and grabbed her phone. Without any hesitation, consideration, or awareness of the toilet beneath her, she let it flow. A thick yellow stream sprayed into the bowl, immediately draining down and shooting with high pressure directly into Timo’s throat. Without wanting to, he started swallowing just as quickly, unable to control it but immediately tasting the bitter, horribly salty urine on his tongue and everywhere.

He had imagined it would be worse, yet it was still very disgusting for him. He swallowed and swallowed in revulsion, and after a not-so-large amount, Jaqueline's urine stream subsided. She continued tapping on her phone and smoked her cigarette, which had already been ashed a second time, sending ash down Timo's throat, though in his panic, he didn't notice. As the stream ended, he exhaled in relief and shuddered as much as his restraints allowed. Truly repulsive. Jaqueline had just peed down his throat and was sitting up there. Now the toilet paper would follow, and then he'd probably be done. Internally, he figured he'd been sitting there quite a while and that the two would be leaving soon. He was on the verge of gagging repeatedly, as the taste was truly strong. Now he knew the urine and its taste of his girlfriend's best friend. He was immediately quite shaken. He listened to Jaqueline's movements, almost assuming that in his haste, she had left in her bikini without wiping herself, but he hadn't anticipated what happened next. Not in his wildest dreams or nightmares.

Jaqueline was playing a game on her phone and was completely relaxed. While Timo wondered where the toilet paper was, there was a rustling in the bowl (inaudible to Timo), and already, 15 cm (about 6 inches) of poop were hanging from her butt. She also urgently needed to go and felt some relief as the turd slid out of her. The level was completed, and she straightened up. Then she ashed again between her legs and leaned back on her knees. She gave a strong push, and promptly the turd doubled in size. It slid right out of her and fell into the toilet bowl. She didn't even audibly sigh in relief but was focused on her phone, though she did enjoy the freeing sensation.

Timo felt it a second later. The poop hit his throat and immediately pressed several centimeters down his esophagus. Only then did the most horrendous taste of his life explode in his mouth. It was unmatched in rot and disgust, and since the stool wasn't very firm, the upper end of the turd pressed down so hard that some of it smeared into every corner of Timo's mouth. Yet even now, his swallowing reflex kicked in immediately, and later, coupled with increasing lack of air, his survival instinct as well. He swallowed the semi-soft mass down. He felt the urge to retch from revulsion and disgust, but it wasn't possible. Piece by piece, his body gulped down Jaqueline's shit, while she, completely at ease, played on her phone, emotionally detached, reigning above him. In a very short time, Timo had ingested it all, while his tongue had wildly rummaged through the poop during swallowing and was now totally smeared. The shocked man took a deep breath once he could breathe again and felt relieved. He couldn't vomit but didn't have much left to swallow either. Hastily, he gathered the worst of it in his mouth with his tongue and forced himself to send it to his stomach.

Jaqueline had reached the end of her cigarette and the next level in her game. She set the phone aside, looked at the cigarette, and took one last deep drag. Still glowing, she tossed it into the toilet bowl. Timo noticed, after his last gulp, something hot hitting his throat and how it sizzled out. It hurt terribly. Nevertheless, he swallowed that too, realizing as he did that it was a cigarette butt. The best friend had lost herself in the game and hadn't focused on pooping. Since she now wanted to return to the pool, she straightened up and pushed hard and hastily. From her butt released a veritable avalanche of more turds that quickly fell into the bowl and immediately disappeared down the drain. She didn't look down and was already wiping her butt.

Of course, Timo had to swallow this entire amount as well and couldn't believe what was happening. He had to gulp down the same quantity again. It was so monstrously disgusting. Only in the space above him was the air still good, as the wind blew through there. He already had the poop up to his nose and could smell nothing else. While he swallowed her shit in mortal agony, she had already stood up, closed the toilet lid without a second glance, grabbed her things, and shuffled out of the outhouse back to the pool in her flip-flops. Timo was utterly destroyed, and only after 10 minutes had passed did he finally swallow everything. While his girlfriend was probably sitting by the pool with her greatly relieved best friend, he eventually cried from his misery. He felt the pains in his stomach and at his restraint points, having severely cramped up. He felt incredibly sick, whereas Jaqueline felt really good and lay down on the beach chair to soak up the sun. What had he been thinking? How bad were the chances that she would do that? That was his central question during this time.

Above, Annika returned with murderous pressure and a tightly clenched butthole. She acted as if nothing was wrong but desperately needed to poop. She was even sweating more, though it wasn't noticeable due to the heat. The neighbor hadn't answered the door, and she didn't know what else to do, so she lay flat on the lounge chair and played it cool, distracting herself with conversations with Jaqueline. She kept glancing at the clock, holding out steadfastly. Somehow, she would make it until 3 p.m. plus the drive. She resolved to drive herself to get there faster. Then she could relieve herself. Jaqueline casually mentioned that the little outhouse was really handy and not so bad. Somehow, that reminded Annika of how badly she needed to go. In her desperation, she even considered going into the outhouse. A pros and cons debate unfolded in her head alongside their conversations. She couldn't possibly use her boyfriend, especially not for her big business. On the other hand, in her opinion, he was probably in seventh heaven right now. After such a long time, Jaqueline had likely peed in his mouth, and he had happily accepted it. Then there was the consideration that she hadn't gone for over two days, and it would be a massive amount. Maybe he even wanted that? After all, he was a good eater and could consume large portions. The internal debate went back and forth, and the pressure only seemed to grow. Her bladder was also signaling more strongly. By now, she hadn't smoked for over an hour, and there were still 15 minutes before they could leave. She was on the verge of bursting and almost at the point where if something happened now, she couldn't control herself. After all, it was his own fault for taking the risk. If the topic came up, she'd just say it was Jaqueline. Annika didn't know that her best friend had already taken a dump. She didn't even think about that.

Now there were only 10 minutes left. Jaqueline handed her a cigarette, and Annika declined. "What's up? Are you feeling sick?" Jaqueline asked. "No, why?" Annika was quite surprised. "Well, you've turned down several rounds of smokes; that's not like you." Annika felt a bit caught and wasn't entirely in control of her senses anymore. "No, I really need to go to the bathroom, but I'm too lazy, and if I smoke, it'll only get worse. I'll go when we get there shortly. Just a few more minutes to rest, haha." So she revealed it but not too much.

Her best friend smiled at her. "Listen, I know something that can help, just trust me." She stuck the cigarette into Annika's mouth, and before Annika could resist, it was already lit. Jaqueline stood up, squatted slightly behind her, and lit her own cigarette. "Okay, now take a deep drag from that cigarette, hold your breath for two seconds, and then exhale," she laughed. Annika didn’t find it funny at all: "Yeah, right!" She took a careful puff, only drawing the smoke into her mouth. "No, seriously, you lazy bum, just do it. Trust me, it's a trick!" Jaqueline said, blowing smoke into Annika's face. Annika shrugged, momentarily distracted from the excruciating pressure in her bowels. She thought it was worth a try and did as instructed. Jaqueline then told her to repeat this three more times, saying the cigarette would be finished after such deep drags. On the final drag, Annika felt the exact opposite of relief. Her body now desperately wanted to defecate. She clenched her buttocks as tight as she could. Then, Jaqueline pulled out her phone and held a message up to Annika’s face. "Let’s see if this helps with your laziness problem," she said. Annika read the message in shock. It was from the friend they were supposed to visit, who had written over an hour ago that she’d be delayed by at least another 1-2 hours and would let them know when she was ready. Timo's girlfriend turned bright red, and her body took control. "You sly bitch," Annika forced a smile, tossed the still-burning cigarette into the ashtray, and hurried off to the toilet. Timo was now completely forgotten. Jaqueline laughed heartily, unaware of what she had just caused for Timo. Startled by the noise, Timo's heart began to race again. He had digested everything so quickly in the past hour and thought he was finally alone. Then he heard the quick footsteps in flip-flops. The steps were different from before, much more urgent. Annika could now think of nothing but herself. She lifted the toilet lid, not considering that Timo would have to eat everything, and as she sat down, she pulled her bikini down. In the seated position, with her buttocks spread, she had no choice. Her sphincter opened wide, and a hard, solid, large—no, gigantic—brown mixed-colored turd started to emerge. She didn’t push but just let it happen. Smiling contentedly, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling. This enormous turd made its way from her ass into the toilet bowl. It was so long that the front touched the bowl while the end hadn’t broken off yet. Annika continued to defecate, and to an observer, it would have seemed as though someone thin was holding their forearm out of her ass. The turd finally broke off and slid down to Timo, who had thought he was done, but now had to start all over again. The thick, heavy turd was thrust deep into his throat, where it was immediately forced down into his stomach, while a fresh wave of the foulest taste jolted through his body. Once again, it was hell, that taste, directly from the vilest corners of the inferno. This mass was incredibly rotten and disgusting, just as bad as what Jaqueline had deposited in him, though different in its own way. Timo quickly swallowed this seemingly never-ending turd, feeling it being pushed further down from above as he forced it into his stomach. Even without this pressure, he would have been forced to swallow it. Occasionally, he shook slightly, as he was tied up too tightly. Between swallows, he managed to gasp for air, each breath renewing the intense taste of her shit. He had no idea who was sitting above him, defecating so much, nor had he noticed how Jaqueline's toilet paper had been pushed into him along with all the feces. It was becoming easier for him to swallow as the pressure eased, and with his belly now bloated, he sat there, having consumed the entire pile. If he had seen it, he wouldn’t have believed it was possible to eat so much. His breathing was rapid, and his stomach gurgled, but he kept it all down, with his mouth and teeth still smeared. Above, Annika also sighed in relief. She still wasn’t thinking about what she had done to her boyfriend and started to pee until her stream became thick and dark yellow. Half a liter of urine later, Timo was struggling with the amount and could barely keep up. He squeezed the last bit into himself until he felt the toilet paper Annika had just used in his mouth. He chewed and continued to swallow while his girlfriend pulled up her bikini and closed the lid. She took two steps and realized what had just happened. Whatever contraption her boyfriend had built, she had just forced him to eat her entire shit, whether he wanted to or not. This thought ran through her mind, and what scared her the most was her reaction to this thought as she left the outhouse: she couldn’t help but grin and feel satisfied. As she walked back, she didn’t hear him burping repeatedly, expelling the air from his body. It sounded like strange noises coming from the pipes, but it wouldn’t have been noticed anyway. Back at the pool, Jaqueline had already packed the bags and looked at Annika with a puzzled expression. "She just texted me when you left. We can go now after all!" she said, and Annika had to glance at the outhouse with a grin, making sure her friend didn’t see it. So, she could have held it after all and wouldn’t have had to use him. A bit of schadenfreude crept in, and she planned to blame everything on Jaqueline. On the way to the front, Jaqueline asked her, "So, did you have a good shit?" Annika, feeling thoroughly relieved, answered with a smile, "Yes, it felt really good." Timo was trying to come to terms with what had happened, used and shat on like a regular toilet, and left behind, still tied to that pipe with his mouth wide open. Occasionally, a drop of urine would drip down, spreading the disgusting taste in his mouth. The two of them walked to the front and reached their cars in the courtyard. Just then, they heard Melanie. She soon appeared. Melanie was a neighbor from a small student shared flat next door. Annika and Melanie knew each other a bit but only casually. If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was one of those dim-witted welfare queens who spent all their money on tanning beds, nails, and clothes. She was all dolled up, wearing high heels, but her butt was a bit too big for her slightly too-tight pants. She had large hoop earrings and a lot of jewelry on her fingers and wrists. "Hey Annika, is Timo around?" she asked directly. Annika shook her head and asked why. "I forgot my keys inside when I left this morning. No one’s home now, and I have to wait here for another 20 minutes until Tatti gets back from her lecture. I was going to ask if I could at least sit in his garden for a bit." Annika felt sorry for Melanie and didn’t think much of it. The 20 minutes would be fine. "No, he’s not here, but I think it’s okay if I unlock the gate for you in the meantime. Just make sure to close it behind you." "Yeah, cool, thanks! When’s Timo coming back?" she asked while rummaging through her handbag for cigarettes. Annika went to the gate and opened it, still not worried about her boyfriend. "I don’t know, I think he’ll be back late tonight. Like I said, just make sure to pull it shut, I’ll be back later this evening too. I hope you don’t have to wait too long." Then, Jaqueline unknowingly chimed in again, "If it takes longer, he’s got a little comfy outhouse behind the bushes now. Almost like on vacation!" she laughed. Annika smiled, wondering what Timo thought about what she had done to him. She turned around and walked to the car, where they drove off in Jaqueline’s car. Melanie went through the gate but didn’t close it completely, wedging a piece of cardboard from her college notebook between the latch. That way, the gate looked closed but could still be opened. She took out her phone and walked back to the pool area, where two lounge chairs and a few chairs sat under a parasol. She texted her roommate Tatti (short for Tatjana): "Hey Tatti, lucked out. My neighbor isn’t home, but I got let into the garden. Neither he nor his girlfriend will be home until tonight. Want to have a chill afternoon by the pool?" Shortly after, Tatti was invited, and Melanie continued to the back. She looked around, dropped her bag, and glanced at the outhouse, but only around the corner. Timo didn’t notice any of this. He sat there sobbing, gagging in the darkness, trying to digest mountains of shit. He couldn’t understand what had just happened. Had more visitors arrived than planned? And why had Annika allowed him to be shit on? It was just too much. But on the other hand, he couldn’t say anything to her. She would never kiss him again. Melanie, after finishing her cigarette and putting it out in the ashtray, walked around the pool to check the water. It was a bit too cold for her.
She put her open heels back on and lay down on the lounger. It took almost exactly 20 minutes before her cell phone rattled and Tatti reported that she was almost there. Melanie stood up and immediately went to the small toilet. She clicked her heels loudly on the floor and went in, was surprised at how well it was lined and opened the toilet lid. She struggled a little with the button on her pants and Timo felt completely different down there again. That couldn't be true. What was going on up there? He cursed inwardly. What was his girlfriend doing to him? But she had no idea. Melanie then sat down and immediately let her urine flow. It wasn't much but it tasted very salty. She wiped herself off, let Timo swallow unconsciously and tottered away without closing the lid. She was intercepted at the gate by Tatti and two unknown women. "Hey," she said, somewhat confused. Tatti, a slightly broader student with long black hair, greeted and pointed at the two strangers. "These are Sandra and Marie. I already had them in the car when you wrote. We want to study for 2-3 hours and they are both really nice. We also have some kind of tasty energy drink with us." And so it happened. Timo was trapped in the garden alone with 4 ignorant, unsuspecting students. The 3 newly arrived ladies made themselves comfortable while Melanie changed upstairs and came back into the garden in her beach outfit. The energy drink in question had a multivitamin flavor and made the girls' urine smell extremely bad and bitter. Everyone was somehow busy, Sandra and Marie studied, Tatti and Melanie chilled and smoked. They drank a lot of fluids because of the heat, but they didn't sweat much. It wasn't long before the first of them went to pee again without knowing it. Then one of the girls kept going to the toilet and each peed herself in peace. They sat on him and didn't notice how he had to swallow everything and twisted and thrashed in his bonds without having a chance. At around 6 p.m., Timo was completely full of piss, even though he digested quickly. His pants were already completely soaked because he had wet himself several times. In the moments when he was able to calm down a little, he had the strangest thoughts about what was happening above him. It was more than unlikely that his girlfriend would use him with such extreme intensity. So it could only be something subconscious. Had strangers come into the garden and been using him since the morning? Something about it turned him on, because he really was just a toilet for these strangers. At that moment, Sandra and Marie said goodbye upstairs. Tatti and Melanie tidied up a bit. Both went one last time and pissed all over Timo. Even though it wasn't much. The rest of the rubbish was collected, as was everything that could indicate their presence. Melanie suddenly farted while she was adjusting her seat cushion next to Tatti. "Ugh, is that you the whole time?" Melanie laughed and apologized. Tatti didn't find it so funny: "I wanted to do a beauty session in the bathroom, so if you still have to poop, do it here or wait until I'm in my room. I don't want you to stink up everything again!" Tatti packed up the rest of her stuff and went to the front, while Melanie shrugged and went to the toilet block. "Take the ashtray with you, it'll show that we were here haha!" Then Tatti went and Melanie quickly fetched it. The ashtray was really quite full, because when they came there were only a few butts and ash in it. Now you couldn't see the bottom anymore. There were also 2 pieces of chewing gum in it. Without knowing anything, Melanie went over, stepped into the toilet over Timo and tipped the entire contents of the ashtray down his throat. The butts rolled down and the large amount of cigarette ash immediately stuck to his throat and neck. He swallowed once, then he couldn't swallow any more. His throat was immediately completely dry and the butts that he had automatically swallowed got stuck unpleasantly and didn't move any further despite the esophageal contractions. He couldn't do anything anymore and was even more tormented in his bonds. Without knowing this, Melanie put the ashtray down above him, pulled down her bikini and sat down. She didn't have to pee anymore and it wasn't really urgent either, but she really needed to shit today. Melanie promptly had her cell phone in her hand and started playing with it, typing and occupying herself with it. Slowly she started to push. Timo then heard the noises and was fighting more panic than he already was.

He couldn't swallow anything now and then he heard a woman up there pushing and saying she was going to use him again. That didn't work. Melanie didn't pay any attention and pushed a third time. Now something inside her came loose and her anal sphincter opened. A sticky sausage appeared that immediately gave off a strong smell and she could smell it straight away. She kept pushing, unimpressed, and the sausage fell down. It wasn't very big, but there was more to come. Timo felt the sausage hit his throat, but was unable to do anything about it. His throat tried to swallow it, but there was enough resistance that he couldn't get it down, but the swallowing reflex kept creating enough movement that the shit continued to smear in his mouth. Melanie didn't care at all. She was fixated on her cell phone and pushed lightly again. Timo was already feeling completely different down there, because this time too the taste was just awful and it was spreading more and more in his mouth along with the taste of ash. It became more and more intense the more he forced the piece of shit back and forth in his mouth. Since she was in no hurry, Melanie took her time until something had slipped up in her intestines again and only pushed again after 2 or 3 minutes, during which Timo had completely rubbed the first piece in his mouth and only had a small lump left in his throat, which he just couldn't swallow despite everything. The stumps in his throat were also hell. Nothing was moving forward, only the taste was getting stronger and stronger. He could smell it now too and it was again a completely new kind of rotten, putrid excrement that made him shake. Melanie pushed again and another medium-sized sausage fell down. This one landed unexpectedly in Timo's throat and he promptly had part of it stuck deeper in his throat, just like the first piece. Now it seemed to be slowly but surely going down together with the stumps and the remaining ash.

He kept gagging but was unable to get it up, so his body slowly brought the shit into his stomach. Melanie pushed out another sausage, but he couldn't swallow it now because all the moisture in his mouth had disappeared. She humiliatingly farted several times and unloaded another small sausage into him. For another 5 minutes Timo had to feel the shit land in his stomach and the rest in his mouth simply couldn't be swallowed. He still sucked on it intensely, he couldn't stop himself. Then he heard a voice from above: "Hey Svenja, when do we want to meet tomorrow evening and what should I wear? I don't feel like writing anymore. Can you describe your outfit and tell me the time?" Timo got a hard-on. It was one of his neighbors, Melanie. He found her very sexy too and now he was lying here and swallowing her shit in a cruel way. It now became clear to him that his girlfriend hadn't planned this or knew about it. She would never have done that and so far everyone who had used him had been strangers. Melanie would never have shown him that she knew he was down there. Another sausage landed in him and another one right after that. Swallowing was out of the question. He didn't even notice the paper Melanie used, he just heard how she probably disappeared. He was then alone with that and could hardly swallow anything in the hours that followed. It always took around 20 minutes to dissolve a bit of her shit in his mouth and swallow it. The large amount of ash and the stumps in his stomach were already burning, along with the sharp urine and what was in the shit he was eating. It took until about 9 p.m. until he had finally eaten everything. The toilet paper was another big test for him, but he had managed it. Melanie, Tatti and the others had already been enjoying the evening for a long time without even thinking about having been to the toilet. Nobody thought of him, except his girlfriend, who had just been dropped off by Jaqueline, but who also went to his hut without feeling guilty and pissed herself out without further ado. She pissed a large amount of urine into him and flushed the remaining cigarette butt filters and a lot of other ash into him, which he took in with some gratitude and yet disgust. She wiped herself dry and then left. Annika didn't know what had happened during the afternoon and ran to the front of her car. In the car she wrote a little letter for Timo. After another 10 minutes, she ran back to the pool area and put her note in the toilet. She opened the mechanism that was holding Timo captive and moved the toilet forward a little so that Timo could free himself immediately. It was the agreement, so she left afterwards and drove home.

Timo was happy that he could finally get out again. He removed everything and, visibly weakened, he crawled out of his prison after another half hour. Completely exhausted and with a rumbling stomach/intestine, he sat on the floor of the toilet for a while and had to rest before he could get up. He saw the note and picked it up, but only in his hand because he was not able to read it at the time. He felt so incredibly sick, but his stomach had already digested a large part of everything and so he didn't even have to throw up from all the filth he had had to eat throughout the day. He closed the toilet again and moved forward. As he ran, he saw through the window of the house next door how Melanie was standing in her room with her cell phone to her ear. He got horny and had to think about how she had just shit in his throat. After a few more steps, he locked the garden and went into the house. It took him a long time to come to his senses again and just before going to bed he read the letter from his girlfriend: "Hey darling, I hope you had a great day even if you had to wait quite a long time for me to come back, hehe. It actually went as planned. Jaqueline went to the toilet twice when we were still at the pool and sorry about that but she really had to go when she took me to the car earlier, she was there again. I hope that's okay with you or that you even liked it. I actually got along really well with the idea that you were down there. But since I don't want to know anything from you about what exactly you experienced, what it was like in detail and so on, I want us to leave it as it is. So I don't want any feedback from you on this, but since you were already rambling about it before, I would like your house key next time. I think I'll spend a whole day at the pool with one or two friends and then lock you in there, or since you generally like being locked up, I'll put you in there anyway and you never know what's going to happen haha. So have a nice weekend and we'll see each other on Tuesday when your mouth is clean enough haha!"

I was totally perplexed...