Sitting tight until relased. (more scat/urine)

You are **** to "sit tight" fully at the mercy of Claudette until she was able to let you out. You felt her getting out of her car and felt her belly jiggle as she jogged to class. "Sorry, no time to let you out hold on until the second period" she whispered to you. "And try not to move, it is distracting enough feeling like I have to shit all the time without you pressing on sensitive areas when you move. " She advised.

You were able to stay still, for the most part, a Claudette taught Maths. You tried to listen to the lesson but found her voice muffled by the gurgling of her bowls, the beating of her heart and her breathing. You felt soft matter being deposited onto the top of your head. The rank smell of digested meat filled your nose. More and more piled on as her body processed the large meal from last night.

"Gloourp" Grumbled Claudette's guts complaining about the blockage.

"Er, Mrs Hedley are you alright." You heard a voice ask from outside.

"Ur, oh I'm fine, thanks Marly" Claudette responded. "Glurppppp" her belly disagreed. You felt your feet pressing hard against her anus as your duffle bag was pressed into your chest. "I, err, Just need to call class a bit early today." Claudette admitted embarrassed. "We are going to end it there, everyone. Feel free to head to your lockers but remember, everyone else won't be finished for the next 10 mins. Class dismissed." She declared. Even her greatest tummy rumbles could not drown out the excited cheers and rapid movements of students eager to capitalise on their 10 mins of freedom.

There were some rapid movements all around you as Claudette rushed to the bathroom. Moments later you felt the muscles above you squeeze hard and your feet popped out into the cold air of the carnivore's bathroom. You clutched your duffle bag as you were rapidly squeezed out of your teacher's ass. You found yourself sitting naked shin-deep in a large predator toilet, Claudtettes ass and pussy above you. You were clutching the bag with your spare clothes in. Both you and the bag stank and ass your head popped free the flood gates opened. Logs of shit were squeezed out of Claudette's ass landing on your head, shoulders and back. The goat's Femur and Tibia came out the whole hitting you before splashing into the water beside you. Her fibular came out in chunks held in a large log of shit.

After this, her labia parted slightly as a stream of yellow urine sprayed out; splashing you in the face. It ran down your face and chest. You shifted so that the urine washed through your hair and down your back, using her piss to clean her shit off your body. You don't know whether this was better than being digested. It had been less painful and you did not have to wonder if you would come back or not. However, you were spared the humiliation of ending up in a toilet covered in waist.

"Oh, yes that feels much better." You heard Claudette moan. "Hang on John I just need to get your backpack out then I will clean you up. "Mmmu ah oh ah oh mmm uuhh ahh" She moaned as she pushed your backpack out from inside her womb. You saw her vag gape as your backpack was "birthed" into the bowl. You reached out and helped pull. "Ah oh, oh yes pull yes yes!" she moaned.

With a "pop" the backpack came free with a generous amount of femcum, which was the fist thing from Claudette's body that you didn't mind being coated in.

Claudette stood up, whipped herself clean and you placed your stuff on the floor. You moved to get up but Claudette stopped you. "Hold it one moment." She instructed. She reached up and pulled the flush.

Water came flooding in all around you. You did your best to wash the waste off of your body. "That's the only time I felt I needed a Swirly." You remarked as you climbed out of the bowl. Opening your duffel bag you found a towel to dry yourself down. Your duffle bag stank and your backpack was stained but overall, it could have been worse.

"I squared your absence off with the school board, sorry about the stains and smell. I will pay you back next time my husband goes away on business. From now on when he is away, you're my little plaything." Claudette explained although at school you should probably call her Mrs Hedley.

As you got changed you thought that although she is playing nice, she still isn't giving you any choice. Just as you pulled up your pants the bell rang for the next class.