The Reject - Part 2

Chapter 3 - The Perfect Couple

Dave began to cry as he heard the heavy beeping coming from Melanie’s bedroom. It was morning time and she was about to wake up. It was only Dave’s third day as her prisoner but already he felt like he had been here a lifetime. He heard her small bare feet coming down the hallway, her clammy soles sticking to the tile floor. Dave let out a whimpered moan loud enough for her to hear, she giggled and walked right past the bathroom. Dave whimpered again, knowing it would be coming shortly. Her morning servings were some of the worst, when it had been inside her, cooking all night, the...the...the… Dave began to cry as he imagined it. 

Melanie walked to her kitchen in just a t-shirt and her panties, putting on a pot of coffee. She had always suffered from depression and found pulling herself from bed each morning a huge chore, but now, the past three days it was a breeze. She was excited for each new day to spend with her new boyfriend. She knew that he was expecting her, she could hear him whimpering when she walked by the bathroom. Having that much power over someone was exhilarating, being able to make them cry with just the subtle sound of her steps. There was a deep set bubbly gurgling that came from deep within her belly and she bent over a bit holding her sides. She had gone out for Italian the night earlier with some girlfriends and indulged so she could share some with Dave. her stomach was in such pain the night earlier that she hadn’t been able to feed him dinner, he must be starving. Melanie felt guilty for a moment, like an owner who forgot to feed her dog.

She poured a cup of coffee and filled it with milk and sugar. She took a few small sips and immediately could feel the caffeine going to work on her insides. Coffee always made her shit like a machine in the morning. She took a few more sips as her stomach bubbled, it was time, if she waited any longer she may have an accident, it wouldn’t be the first time. Setting the cup on the counter she rushed to the bathroom and flicked on the lights. Dave began to cry the moment she came in.

“Goodmorning Hun” She said with a big smile as she glanced down to him, he was sweating and still covered in smears of shit. The smell in the bathroom was nothing short of horrific.

Melanie had a little speech planned, she wanted to tell him about everything she had eaten the night before, Garlic bread, baked shrimp and bruschetta, and then a huge heavy cream based stuffed cheese pasta. Just when she was about to start her speech though she felt a rush of shit move through her and then a surge of pain at her backside. Her eyes went wide as she spun and pulled down her sweaty panties letting them fall to the floor. She dropped back onto her homemade toilet box and groaned as she let loose. She had taken many bowl shattering shits in her lifetime but this was for sure the worst. 

Her anus stretched wide to accommodate the massive turd as it slid out, she could feel the hard bits of shit in the front scraping the walls of her anus hard. As soon as the head was through the rest of the monster slid out easily, snaking around the bowl and landing with a heavy wet plop. 

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As soon as the shit fell from her anus, it stayed spread as a massive gust of gas came exploding out from her hole. It was long airy and wet and she laughed a bit at how loud it was echoing below her. Dave huffed for air loud and then began choking like he was being gassed to death. Melanie smiled and then grunted, pushing harder, she was far from done. 

Shit began to snake out but much softer now, it was almost a mush but just managed to retain its shape as it coiled onto Dave’s face. Her asshole crackled and popped with tiny wet explosions as the shit piled out and up over him covering his face in seconds. She parted her legs to look between them and laughed seeing only thick brown feces. It was watery and nasty looking, she starred for a moment and then saw his tongue poke through. She smiled to herself and then closed her thick thighs.

Melanie reached back for some toilet paper and began wadding it up into a ball when her eyes went wide. Her stomach let out a deathly loud gurgle that signaled something approaching, something bad, something messy. She immediately leaned over grabbing her pudgy stomach and groaning as the hot lava flowed through her and collected at her anus. She could hear Dave choking below her and knew he was almost at the point of no return, but this would be a true test for him, if he really loved her, he would push through this. Melanie grunted and her anus exploded with wet syrupy shit. It spluttered out in a thick wet mess that filled the bowl with a top layer of sludge. She could see Dave’s body flailing as he struggled, she pressed her soles to his chest and rubbed them up and down trying to calm him. Her stomach was still far from done though, more and more poured out, Melanie was nervous for a second that it may overflow with feces, she didn’t want a mess like that. 

Wet volcanic blasts sprayed from her anus as she moaned and groaned in pain, she must have been sitting for an hour and letting loose. By the time she was finished she was actually scared to look into the bowl. She wiped from behind and threw the paper into the garbage can. She felt like she lost 10 pounds, it was incredible. She slowly stood up and then glanced back, it was… a horror show. The bowl was full almost to the brim with thick yellow liquid waste. There were bits of pasta and shrimp in it with undigested pieces of tomato. Melanie almost puked and ran to the sink to splash water onto her face.

After a quick moment to recover she held her nose and turned back to the bowl. 

“Dave… no help today, no lifelines, you have to eat it! Prove that you love me! Prove that you want to be my toilet! I know you can do it! I know you want this!” Melanie smiled and stepped onto his stomach as she walked to the door. Bubbles came from the bowl as she stepped off of him. She smiled and closed the bathroom door.

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Dave watched as she came in and turned her back to the bowl, her panties fell to the floor and he could see her matted and sweaty pussy and ass hair. The taste of her previous movement was still deep in his throat and he cried trying to beg for freedom. 

“......e……..r….” Dave could barely speak, his throat was so cry and caked in shit that barely any sound came out. 

He watched with watery eyes as Melanie’s big ass came down above him. Her cheeks crashed down to the bowl and Dave could see two red lines pressed across the fat cheeks from the fabric of her panties pushing on them all night. Her greasy and thick anus pulsed above his eyes as he cried, the smell was so strong and sour. A long airy fart creeped from her anus and Dave began to gasp, it stunk like shrimp and rotten cream, it had a strong sour odor that was under the bitter earthy shit smell. Slowly the head of something big began to emerge. It was so big, it was a monster, the shit had to be at least 5 inches around. It came down like a snake and creeped around the rim of the bowl making a thick circle around Dave’s face. The smell was atrocious and fumes were coming from it. The monster dropped with a heavy thud by his chin as a eruption of gas sprayed from her asshole.

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Dave choked and gasped, the fart was toxic, worse than anything he had ever smelled. It was hard to believe such a cute and pretty girl was capable of creating such a odor. It stunk of rotten dairy and over cooked rotten fish. Dave watched her anus pulsing and choked deep, there was no way he was going to survive this woman. 

Her anus spread wide and shit began piling out, it was soft like ice cream and began piling over Dave’s face. The thick turd coiled around him kept the shit from flowing free as it piled up and began smothering him to death, Dave knew this could be it. In seconds he was covered and could no longer breath, hot shit filled his mouth and nose as he screamed and tried to eat it. His first bite made him choke relentlessly, he inhaled her feces with each cough and cried as it flowed inside of him. He could feel more and more piling up, how could one woman shit this much?

The shitting ceased for a moment and Dave prayed she was done, she had to be, it wasn’t possible to go any more. The silence was broken by a series of wet blasts that pierced the bowl. It sounded like someone was dumping a bucket of mud into a bathtub. Dave cried with his mouth full of shit, he could already feel the heat of the diarrhea, this was unreal. The wet shit began leaking through any available crack and finding his lips in seconds, it was like pure poison, the shit was burning hot and tasted like pure bile! Dave sucked it in, screaming into the shit as he dry heaved and vomited into his mouth.

Her shit lasted almost an hour, Dave only survived by sucking down her diarrhea in small paces. A small air bubble had formed above his face that allowed him to breath a tiny bit and he used it to desperately stay alive.

“Dave… no help today, no lifelines, you have to eat it! Prove that you love me! Prove that you want to be my toilet! I know you can do it! I know you want this!”

Dave felt her foot on his stomach as she stepped onto him with her full weight. Dave choked hard and the air bubble above him collapsed, he was smothered in shit now with no air and began to struggle. He could hear her walk out and close the door.

Melanie had a big condo and no room mate. Dave knew she was serious about him being on his own when he heard the alternate bathroom shower start to run. He had no air, he was going to die if he didn’t eat this mess! He pulled and struggled against the chains trying to get free but she had tied him in so tight. He opened his mouth to scream as the thick waste filled his mouth. Dave choked and swallowed it as the surge of diarrhea hit his face, it burned his skin and smelled like pure death. He could taste tiny bits of shrimp in her shit that she had neglected to chew well enough, Dave hated seafood and this was the worst possible way it could ever be served to him. Each swallow was a struggle as the shit fought to come back up his throat. Within a minute Dave was out of air, he inhaled hard, choking down her shit and feeling the wet bits flow into his chest and lungs. It was so painful. Like breathing fire.

Dave had gone unconscious, everything was black. Was this death? He thought to himself. Seconds later he came back to the real world and gasped, sucking in some air. There was a small space through the piles of shit where he could breath now, just the shunky hard bits remained. Dave cried out and choked as he felt his mouth fill with hot shit trying to come out. He could hear Melanie's footsteps rush by the bathroom and then out the front door.

Melanie was on cloud nine, the sun was shining and her day was going great. She turned up the radio and kept her car windows open, enjoying the feeling of the wind in her hair. She didn’t care about keeping her hair nice and tidy now, she had the perfect guy waiting for her at home. She stopped at a red light and reached down pulling her thong away from her pussy lips, they were drenched in sticky cum. She wiped her fingers on the car seat before grabbing the wheel and continuing her drive. She pulled into work and hummed the whole way up to her floor. As soon as she got off the elevator she could see something was going on. There were four police officers, one at the front reception and three more scattered throughout the room interviewing coworkers in their cubicles. 

“What’s going on?” Melanie whispered to the front desk assistant Cassandra

“Dave has gone missing” she said in a hushed tone with a worried look.

Melanie felt like the weight of the world was on her shoulders, how could this have happened? She walked slowly down the aisles of cubicles as she recounted all of her steps. She had taken his car and destroyed it. She visited his apartment and took a suitcase full of his belongings with his passport and wallet and brought it to her place. If anyone went to his home it would look like he had fled the country, what was going on? She sat down and turned on her computer as a police officer cleared his voice from behind her.

“I'm sorry to bother you Miss, May we speak?” He asked politely

Melanie almost jumped out of her skin and grabbed her coffee cup to stop it from spilling. She was blushing and flustered and the officer was clearly taking notice. She straightened her hair and moved her rolling chair back while smiling.

“Sure, do you wanna sit?” she said while motioning to the spare chair in her cubicle.

“Ah no thank you, i have been standing all day, i just want to ask a few questions about David Stein? He’s one of your co-workers correct?”

“Mmhmm” she said in a pleasant tone

“Is everything okay? Is he hurt?” she asked in a concerned manner, also trying to change the conversation a bit.

“He is probably fine but this is just a formality, how well do you know David?”

“Uhmm, he’s just a guy from the office, we don’t know each other well”

The office wrote down some information on a pad of paper.

“When was the last time you spoke with David?” he asked

“Hmmm, maybe a few weeks ago? I'm not sure, we don’t talk often” Melanie answered

“So, you did not have a confrontation a few days prior in the breakroom? With a.. Derrick Hofstadler, and David?” he asked as Melanie froze

“Oh.. ummm.. I forgot.. I'm sorry, but we had a small argument, not me and Dave, me and Derrick… I guess that's why it slipped my mind. Derrick can be a jerk, ``Melanie said with a frown.

The officer watched her and waited without responding as he wrote down a few notes. Melanie could feel his eyes studying her every movement.

“I would never hurt anyone! Ever!” Melanie blurted out as the office looked up from his paper and at her.

“This is all just a formality, i'm sure he is fine Miss, just take a deep breath” the office said while trying to calm her, he sounded stressed and talked to her like a child, Melanie felt a bit relieved and decided to turn up the frantic woman act.

“You don’t think anything happened to Dave right? Are we safe here? Should I take a leave from work??” Melanie asked in a bit of a rushed manner as the officer immediately interrupted her.

“No Miss, there's nothing to worry about, just resume your everyday activities. Thanks for talking, you can return to your work” The office closed his pad of paper and crossed the room to begin speaking with another office. Melanie felt like they were speaking about her and tried not to look. 

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Dave laid in the bathroom gasping and crying. The shit was still piled around his face in a cone like shape with just his nose and mouth visible. The smell was beyond anything he could describe, it was a rotten death like odor that creeped inside and pierced his lungs. A small part of him wanted to eat the shit around him just to get rid of the odor, but he knew that it would shortly be replaced by a fresh load. It was inevitable and hopeless.

Dave usually took one shit a day, in the morning, and they were small. Melanie, she was a monster, she took three shits on a good day, more on a bad one. Each release was enough to fill the bowl to the brim with her toxic sludge like shit. She was such a small cute curvy little woman, she was so quiet, so polite, how could she be capable and creating such shits. This whole thing felt like a terrible nightmare and Dave kept praying he would wake up in his own bed, covered in sweat and choking on his breath. He would give anything for freedom! It had been days now, someone had to notice he was gone. His DOTA clan! He played every night! And talked with the clan members online. If he just disappeared they would notice, he prayed they would. Hopefully one of them would alert the authorities, then he could get revenge on Melanie. He would never love her, he would never worship her, she wanted it badly, maybe if he faked it, pretended, he could gain enough trust to get free? It would be a challenge though… he would need to use every ounce of his strength and brainpower.

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Melanie was just about to begin packing up and getting ready to go home when an email came in from the head office. 

“FUCK” Melanie said at the top of her lungs as she covered her mouth. A few people stood in their cubicles to look at her. 

The email was about the company retreat. They had one every year at some shitty hotel where they participated in team building exercises, listened to hour long seminars about building social skills with co workers, it was all such garbage. She opened the email and saw that her fears were confirmed, it was a three day weekend trip out of town and it was in a few days. She hadn’t planned for this, she needed more time. There was no way she could leave Dave at her house alone for three days, even if he didn’t starve he would forsure escape, or worse, the idea of him dying, the idea of her losing him brought tears to her eyes. He was so important to her, and she knew that he was beginning to feel the same way. 

Melanie weighed her options and then decided, she would bring him with on the trip, he would have to behave himself and she was sure he would. It would be a true test of his love for her. Melanie packed up her things and walked to the elevators, there was a group of female colleagues all waiting, the doors opened just as Melanie walked up. All of them got inside as the elevator began traveling down to the parking garage. 

“What do you think happened to him?” a snotty blonde named Ashley asked her three friends.

“He probably got his dick stuck inside a sex doll or something!” One of the women responded as they all laughed.

“I bet you ten bucks they find him in some embarrassing sexual situation in his crummy single apartment! He is so shy! The shy ones are always weirdos!” A redhead named amber said in a insulting tone.

“SHUT UP, he’s not like that!” Melanie shouted from the back of the elevator as they all turned back to face her.

“Ugh, don’t tell me your crushing on that weirdo” Ashley said with a disgusted grimace.

“What if I am! He’s sweet! And caring! AND YOU DON’T KNOW SHIT!” Melanie shouted before realizing what she was doing and silencing herself. She blushed and looked down as all the women laughed at her a bit.

The elevator doors opened as all the women excited and left Melanie standing there alone. They were laughing and whispering to each other and she knew it was about her. The doors began to close and she jumped forward grabbing them and sliding between them. She walked to her car with a red blushing face the whole way, she felt stupid. She needed to learn to stop talking sometimes. 

Melanie drove home and got stuck in rush hour traffic, she was desperate to get home and see her new boyfriend and felt like the entire world was against her today. To the left was a small outlet of shops with a Mcdonalds so Melanie pulled to the side and into the plaza. She was feeling hungry and wanted to let the traffic die down a bit, plus it would be nice to prepare a nice big meal for her man waiting at home. She blushed just thinking about it. 

She pulled her car around the drive thru and waited in line as it slowly moved forward. She felt her stomach rumble from hunger as a bubble of gas traveled through her. She felt the burning fumes accumulate near her asshole as she leaned to the side and let it out slow. The gas burned her anus and sunk into the material of her carseat before filling the car with stink. She began to choke and gag while opening her window and gasping for cool air. A few people in line looked out from their cars at her. As Melanie pulled herself back in the window she laughed, she couldn’t help but think how much Dave would have loved that one.

Melanie pulled her car up and the speaker as the tired fast food worker spoke in a monotone voice.

“Welcome to Mcdoanlds can I take your order please?” the voice crackled through the speaker.

“Uhmm.. can i please have… uhm…. A Big Mac Meal, with a large fries, a filet-o-fish meal, both of those with coke’s, and ummm… and a large milkshake” Melanie said while looking over the menu, her mouth watering. She had completely forgotten about her diet now that she had Dave.

“That will be $24,50, pull to the second window please”

Melanie's stomach rumbled again as she drove forward and waited in line, she was getting really hungry. The line moved fast and she got her food, she pulled the car around and parked in a spot facing the road and watched the traffic while listening to a podcast. She broke open the food and dug into it instantly. It began to rain minutes after she parked and the sky turned a dark gray giving the evening a depressing atmosphere. She sat there listening to the radio and turned to the left seeing a young man and woman running in the rain to their car. They both jumped in and kissed each other while wiping the water from their heads. The woman caught Melanie looking as she quickly turned away and back to her food. She Missed Dave… 

She crumbled up the bag and decided she would eat the rest at home, the traffic was a bit lighter now. She continued her drive and got home in about thirty minutes. She smacked on fries and her milkshake the whole way back and finished all the food by the time she arrived. She didn’t realize how full and bloated she was until she got out of the car and stood up, it was like she was pregnant. She let out a burp that echoed in the parking garage of her building and she laughed. 

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Dave laid in his new home, the shit all around his face, he just wanted this torture to end. Suddenly the silence of her apartment was broken by the sound of her lock turning and the door opening. She was home. Dave’s heart began to race, he couldn’t possibly eat anymore. He had to keep going and convince this psychopath that she was winning though.

She walked into the bathroom with a huge smile on her face as Dave looked up to her, it was so hard to act, but his life was on the line. He smiled huge and looked at her with longing eyes.

“MELANIE! YOUR HOME! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!” Dave screamed with a cracked throat full of her shit, her face lit up with so much happiness at his reaction.

“You didn’t finish your breakfast!” Melanie said while looking around the outer rim of the bowl and his face.

“I… I… could not reach it '' Dave stretched his tongue around and then pulled on his chains.

“I was going to ask Melanie, my goddess! Please, my body is so sore, and it’s so hard to eat the poo… (Dave froze and held back a shudder of disgust) on my back, could you please unlock me?” Dave asked as he looked into her eyes, he could see she was debating it.

Melanie grabbed the toilet brush and began scraping all the thick shit that had hardened throughout the day onto his face, burying him in her cold old feces. Dave wanted to cry, he could hear her laughing as she buried him again.

“Finish your breakfast, i'm cooking your dinner still so make sure you have room! And then later tonight when you have finished eating, then we can talk” Melanie washed her hands and then left the bathroom closing the door behind her. Dave cried under the pile of shit.