Time to go back home

"Right then poo poo, I think it's time we went home. Thank the man for his service." Miss Wallace instructed. Vanessa reluctantly complied and said thank you to the man. She wanted to destroy him, he was responsible for how she now looked. Saying thanks to him was the most humiliating part, it proved to both him and Miss Wallace that she really is no longer Vanessa Sinclair.

As they both stepped outside, Vanessa felt incredible shame and embarrassment. The cold her brushed all over her naked skin, a constant reminder of her situation. Miss Wallace swiftly walked back to her castle, while Vanessa slowly tagged along. Thankfully they were not in the busy part of the carnival, nobody really cared about Vanessa and didn't stare too much.

Yet again Vanessa stepped into that dreaded castle, only this time she was nothing more than her superior's poop. Miss Wallace sat back on her throne and told Vanessa to stand back on the trapdoor again. "Okay poo poo, tell me what you are." Miss Wallace asked. "I'm your poop..." Vanessa responded and stared at the ground, too ashamed to look up. "Oh deary me, I want a detailed description of what you now are." Miss Wallace responded, annoyed.

Vanessa gulped, she had no idea where the hypnosis would go with this. "I am your, Miss Wallace's, poop, a slimy pile of your excrement for you to do whatever you like with..." Vanessa was **** to say. Her eyes widened, she could not believe she had just said that. "That's better, and what is this poo poo?" Miss Wallace asked.

Vanessa cringed as she watched her tormentor stand up, remove her gown and reveal her very chubby big bottom. "That is your bottom." Vanessa responded forcefully. "Indeed it is, now I want you to get well acquainted with it, after all it is where you came from.." Miss Wallace instructed. Vanessa froze, she had no idea what that meant and her hypnosis didn't understand either.

After a very awkward 30 seconds, Miss Wallace got angry. "Come here and kiss my bottom!" She yelled at her uncooperative poop. Vanessa felt mortified, she'd made out with this woman before and it was horrible. She clenched her eyes shut as she walked over to Miss Wallace. Vanessa bent down and plunged her lips onto the skin of Miss Wallace's big right flabby butt cheek.

Vanessa hated how it felt on her lips and quickly recoiled, horrified at what she had done. "Good, this bottom is a treat, you will be rewarded with it for good behavior, so tell me again what you are." Miss Wallace demanded. Vanessa automatically recited what she said a minute ago, making her beyond humiliated.