Veronica Wakes Up

Veronica woke with a start. What a strange dream, she thought to herself, I’m gonna have to lay off the melatonin gummies. She looked over at her clock and checked the time. She grumbled about waking so early. She would’ve stayed in bed, but she had to use the restroom horribly bad.

As Veronica stood she felt a little off balance. Something doesn’t feel right, but she quickly dismissed it as being groggy from waking up so early. She walked into the bathroom and straight for the toilet, failing to notice anything out of the ordinary. She sat down, and readied herself to go. She sat for a moment but her stomach gurgled. She felt a massive shit coming along, but instead of cramping, it almost felt… good?

Veronica now knew something wasn’t right, but she couldn’t stop her bodily functions. Veronica could feel every centimeter the poop moved down her intestines. She was weirded out by the sensation. However, nothing could’ve prepared her for when it reached the exit. Veronica felt like a red hot metal poker of pure, burning, raw pleasure was shoved directly into the side of her head. As she began to shit her asshole started to stretch to release the waste. Her eyes crossed and she screamed in what should have been an orgasm, but something was wrong, she never met the edge. Instead, she shot straight past it and soared to heights no human should ever experience.

This was the longest, thickest, hardest shit she had ever taken. Her pussy gushed and leaked fluid from intense arousal, but never once cumming. Veronica kept reaching new levels of pleasure. She should’ve cum 20 times over in just the few seconds it took for her to shit, and yet, she was stuck on cloud nine. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and she had to work hard to uncross her eyes. Her pussy squelched and spasmed violently from the pleasure overload.

Veronica wanted to scream in agony again, well not agony but instead mind breaking levels of pleasure, yet her body just smiled. OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, WHAT IS GOING ON?!?! She screams in her mind. She had meant to yell it out, but her body simply stood up, still smiling, arched her back, and began to wipe.

If hell could be pure pleasure, the Veronica had no doubt this is what it would feel like. She had thought simply shitting was bad, enough to make her a quivering mess. Her body, however, made sure to let her know that was just the appetizer. Her body smiled and she wiped her asshole clean. Each ridge in the toilet paper could be felt on her anus. It felt like taking a cattle prod and butt fucking herself with it on max. Then, to finish things off, her body plunged her middle and ring finger into her now gaping asshole. AHHHHHHHHHH Veronica’s mind nearly snapped. Her body pulled her fingers out, then slowly wiped them on her tongue. Veronica wanted to vomit, but she was too busy going insane again from the pleasure overload her tongue was giving her. It felt as though a thousand clits on each tastebud was being rubbed all at once. She didn’t even register the taste of her fingers.

“Mmmm, yummies! Now, time to work and make men cummies! Hey, that ry… ruuuh… uh… sounded the same! Tehe!” Veronica barely registered what her body said. Her body felt the intense pleasure still even without stimulation. She couldn’t calm down. She wanted to die, she wanted to CUM! Yet her body just kept compounding the pleasure with each touch.

Her body pranced over to the closet and started dressing herself in the sluttiest outfits she could find. Veronica tried to focus her mind on what she was seeing and refused to just be a passenger in her own body. She looked out was used to be her eyes, and saw her whole wardrobe was changed. Panties with dildo attachments, bras that covered everything except the nipple, face masks with dildos on the inside. She could only stare in horror and pray her body didn’t choose anything to sexually **** her again. Luckily, it picked out a pink G string bikini and what had to be at least 10 inch heels.

Her body put on the bra with no mishaps, then went to pull up the panties. Veronica’s mind goes white again with searing pleasure as her body yanks the panties up and wedgies not only her ass, but her pussy and extremely swollen clit. Her cunt gushed like she was having a squirting orgasm, but it was just from the **** overproduction of fluids. Her body made the perfect ahegao face, eyes crossed, tongue out, and then giggled. Veronica couldn’t focus on anything anymore. Her mind was just a ball of pleasure and mush.