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Chapter 7 by Sweigard89 Sweigard89

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Good Morning

The juices slowly make their way out of her sleeping body as the muscles around me begin to relax, allowing me to stretch out and stick my head out into fresh open air. I try to push myself out further but my shoulders can't make their way pass the void that was her vagina, thus trapping my head outside her labia as it stiffened back up. I start to panic, not wanting to stay in such a position and quickly stop, realizing my thrashing would only get her excited and a single finger could easily result in a snapped necked or decapitation. My world gets turned over as she rolls onto her side, her thick thighs coming together to trap my head between the thick muscles as she falls into a deep sleep. The heat was intense, silently thanking the heavens I didn't need air like I used to. I could only imagine how it would feel suffocating by the two unmovable forces that were her legs, my body trapped deep inside her awaiting the ground to a pulp the next time she had sex or masturbated. With nothing better to do, I close my eyes and fall asleep, awaiting for her to wake up and find me. It feels like I didn't have long to wait as I jolted awake as she stands up, walking across the room half asleep. The blood starts to rush to my head as I'm hanging upside down, wondering when I would pass out but that time never comes, I guess that could be another thing that could be chalked up to the virus. My blood runs cold as she walks into her bathroom, turning around in front of her toilet and begins to sit down. The last thing I would want is her body finally releasing my body into the icy depths that was her toilet water to be flushed away with her refuse. I hang there as she settles down on the seat, the water waiting down below when suddenly I feel her body tense and relax as the same time, allowing urine to flow out of her body. I always thought it shot of the urethra in a solid stream but a strand of the fluid caught one of her lips and rand down her body, finding my head that was sticking out. The fluid burned my eyes, getting into my mouth and making me gag. The flow ended as quickly as it began, wishing she would hurry up and stand up so I could escape my icy fate. But that time never came, she just sat there and I soon found out why as I heard and felt a rumbling deep inside her. Before I could prepare myself, her anus opened up, letting out a disgusting burst of methane. The fart soon ended just to followed by her anus opening once again, this time staying open as I feel her muscles tense as a brown log slid out of her slowly, picking up speed as more of it came out. It soon breaks off, just for more to follow till the clear water below was filled with the dark matter and her golden piss. My vision goes dark as her hand appears with a wad of toilet paper, dabbing her lips to soak up any urine left over. I was ready for my head to be ripped off but she was surprisingly gentle, I guess women are like that with such a delicate piece of their body. She slips the wad between her legs down into the bowl, my world tilting as I see her hand come back with another wad, this time to wipe her ass clean of the fecal matter. I hear a sigh as she stand back up, the sound of the toilet flushing announcing the end of her bathroom visit as she walks away down the hall to the kitchen. The smell of coffee fills the air, the bubbling starting as she walks back to her bedroom and going to her closet. The sound of her voice startles me, not hearing it for so long and especially after last night's drunken escapade, "...why...I could just go back to bed and skip class..." With a sigh she grabs some clothes and tosses them onto her bed, pulling out a bra and panties and carried them back into bathroom. The sound of water announces her intent to take a shower, the thought of getting drowned from the water running down her body crossing my mind. I'm about to start thrashing about when her fingers appear to grasp my head and pull me out, bringing me up to her face. "My apologies little one, I got little carried away last night. Didn't realize I used you instead of my toy till this morning when I got up and you were still inside me, I like falling asleep with them still inside and they fall out in the middle of the night. But you felt so good, I didn't want to take you out. But for now, I need to get ready. So I'm going to put you on this wash cloth as I shower..." Suddenly a beeping noise can be heard from the kitchen, "shit...the coffee..." With that, she rushes out of the shower and soon returns with a cup of the steaming beverage. "I so need this today...my brain is having a hard time remembering what it's doing. Which by the way, what was I doing?" I realize she talking to her self once again, standing in the middle of her bathroom dripping wet. She shivers slightly, "oh yeah..." And climbs back into the shower and turns her back to me as she ran her head under the hot water trying to clear her mind. I let out a yelp as she reaches behind her blindly, grabbing my body along with the cloth as she starts rubbing it over her body.

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