Fluttershy Toiletslave 2 feat. Rarity by FetishWritefag


                                            "Quick!"

                                            >"A-Anonymous! What's wrong?"

                                            >Rarity and Fluttershy look up as you burst into the room, unfastening your belt.

                                            >Their faces drop as they realize.

                                            "Ughh. Last time I eat that much mexican and indian food in one sitting."

                                            >The two mares share a look.

                                            >Though Fluttershy is a little more accustomed to her role, Rarity needs some more breaking in, and this seems like the perfect opportunity.

                                            >Before even pulling down your pants you press your ass against the unicorn's muzzle, feeling a warm, wet fart clap out through your cheeks.

                                            "Sniff it."

                                            >With reluctance she does just that, letting out a disgusted gulping noise as she does so.

                                            >"Very... nice, Anonymous. Quite f-fragrant."

                                            >You chuckle and whip down your pants to present the ponies with the real deal.

                                            >Being the obedient toiletslut she is, Fluttershy nuzzles her head in first, taking your half-erect penis onto her tongue.

                                            >You blast her with another fart as you feel the pressure in your bladder alleviate; a powerful stream of piss that flows down the back of her throat.

                                            >She's getting pretty good at swallowing it all without spilling a drop, but your stomach isn't going to wait around.

                                            "Fluttershy. You take number one, and Rarity number two."

                                            >"R-Really?"

                                            "I won't ask twice."

                                            >She's still relatively new to dealing with solid waste, and especially not of this kind.

                                            >Both mares get into positions; Fluttershy laying under you on her back with her mouth agape and Rarity anxiously opening her maw around your ass, tongue perched on her lower lip and trembling slightly.

                                            >You grasp your stomach as it gurgles loudly.

                                            >Fuck, you can't hold back any longer. This is it.

                                            >The first thing to come out is another fart, only this one brings with it a violet spray of liquid shit, sloppy and splattering over Rarity's perfect white coat.

                                            >You hear her sounds of disgust and anguish as hot, fiery diarrhea sprays in a jet into her mouth, filling her cheeks and forcing her to swallow.

                                            >You watch as your dick resumes emptying its own waste, Fluttershy closing her eyes and feeling your piss splash past her lips.

                                            >You reach for a table surface to support yourself, the raw, lumpy feces coming out in violent bursts.

                                            "Jesus. This is a pretty bad one."

                                            >Neither pony can respond, mouths and throats busy taking in your waste.

                                            >Rarity is managing surprisingly well, you hear her gulp down your runny shit; she doesn't even have time to complain before another surge fills her up.

                                            >After a few minutes you feel a pause.

                                            >Your stomach is still churning, painful, but it gives the mares a few seconds to catch their breath.

                                            >You stand and look at both of them; Fluttershy on the floor with her chest rising and falling, her mane partly damp.

                                            >Rarity on the other hand is practically wearing a shitty brownface; splotches of your own pungent poop are splattered over her face and chest.

                                            >She seems queasy, swallowing and shivering to herself.

                                            "How's that taste?"

                                            >She draws in a breath through her nose to build up the courage to answer.

                                            >"V-Very nice, Anonymous. Th-thank you for.." She gags "letting me have it."

                                            "Well, you're very welcome, but I think it's only fair Fluttershy gets a taste too."

                                            >Your stomach complains. You don't have long.

                                            >You quickly position yourself so you're squatting over the pegasus.

                                            >Her mouth opens up in anticipation.

                                            >You let the floodgates go and feel another noisy squirt of liquid splatter down over her face. She tries to get as much of it as she can in her mouth, but some misses completely.

                                            >Rarity watches, taking a moment to try and recover as the pegasus receives the same fate she did.

                                            >Fluttershy swallows down all that she can, but it's coming so fast and so often she can't catch it all.

                                            >You can tell that almost everything has been emptied.

                                            "Seems like Fluttershy's having a little difficulty with this. How about you join her?"

                                            >Rarity's eyes widen, it seems like she wants to protest but ultimately there's nothing she can say.

                                            >With silent resignation the unicorn lays down beneath you, squeezed beside Fluttershy and with her mouth also wide open.

                                            >You don't even give them a word of warning, another bubbly fart spraying them both in shit before your asshole vomits out another volley.

                                            >It comes out in a watery stream, splattering against both ponies, but they manage to swallow down what they can.

                                            >You feel like your bowels are just about empty, but finish up by squatting a little closer to the unicorn.

                                            >You give her a nice mouthful of shit. Best to drop the newer toilets in the deep end, you always say.

                                            "Don't swallow yet."

                                            >She nods silently as you move your ass over to Fluttershy to be cleaned.

                                            >She's a master at it now, her tongue softly caressing your sphincter to clear away the remnants, you can feel she has to travel a little further out across your cheeks to lap up some of the mess.

                                            >Once you're satisfied she's cleaned you, you send her off to shower, and turn to Rarity, whose cheeks are still filled with your waste.

                                            "I want to make sure you really appreciate the flavor. Make sure you get it in every nook and cranny of your mouth."

                                            >You can tell by the suddenly more pained expression on her face that she's doing as you ask, swirling the contents of her mouth around so it completely coats her tongue, over and under.

                                            >You crack a smile.

                                            "Now gargle it."

                                            >Her eyes shoot open.

                                            "Do it."

                                            >A tear forms in the corner of her eye as she tilts her head back, mouth opening as she gargles the diarrhea in her throat.

                                            "Now you can swallow."

                                            >She does so, collapsing to the floor and dry heaving. Her body wants to reject it, but she knows she's not allowed.

                                            "Good. Bet that feels nice and warm travelling down to your stomach."

                                            >She forces herself to nod.

                                            >"Th-Thanks you, Anonymous... for my meal."

                                            >With this you wave her off to join Flutershy in the shower.