Written by Septia.

A warm beam of sunlight brushed against my chin. The morning making itself known with a calm prod. I open my eyes, yawn, and stretch… A soothing calm seep through my body as take up the entire bed with body. It truly felt like I could breathe in. Moseying out of bed I took a moment to admire the bedroom; really had gotten it tidy over the past week. Opening a drawer I saw my dresses laid out nice, even if all of them were in one shelf there was so much space left. To think I had once had to keep these cramped up with a b, half as many clothes meant double the space.

“Hmm… dress…” I mumbled. I held up one, mint green with white frills, hold I wear this to the party? Would the party even work out as It was? -Gbhhrgglpsb- I brushed down my barrel, putting back the dress and swiping up my phone. Maybe.

I shuffled into the bathroom, got my toothbrush ready, flipped up the lid to the toilet… -Dppmmpthd- My flank planted down on the lid, closing, my pudge welling onto the brim and sealing it shut underneath my thighs. One hoof on brush on my phone, the other occupied with brushing my teeth. -Pphhfrrooorpth- A thick fart sputtered out of my hind, sending a shiver up my spine, pinching my thighs together, yet the odour of pickled cheese and burnt onions still seeped out to taint the air.

“Uurppgh, They've really shhrturted too shtinnkhf.” I mumbled out around the toothbrush. Guess I had been treating myself more recently. The food budget had stayed roughly the same even if there wasn't anypony to share it with. -Pprrllrklrlrttltccsssffh- I savour the relief of the piss draining out my bladder. Guess I had been drinking more then recently as well… Least the pungent acidic tones of urine was diluting the stench of my gas. -Chhrrlptthha- A crinkle burrowing out of my rear as I started to strain, groaning through the foam of toothpaste suds as I kept my focus back on the phone, and started messaging Point.

[06:56] Sinny: “Hey Point, are you awake?”

[06:56] Straight Arrow: “Been since all night, what's up?”

[06:57] Sinny: “Just woke up, thinking bout the party.”

[06:57] Straight Arrow: ”Still uncertain?”

[06:57] Sinny: “Yeah.”

[06:57] Straight Arrow: “Haven't confirmed with the others?”

[06:58] Sinny: “It Just, didn't expect everypony to accept, u know? There's gonna be like, twenty ponies there or something.”

“Mmmghhhrrfgp…” I groaned out while I passed a particularly fat, sturdy congestion of sludge, groaning at how wide it stretched my ass on the way down the drain… All that cheese was really padding out my dumps…

[06:58] Straight Arrow: “So what are you worried about?”

[06:58] Sinny: “Dunno. Seemed like such a fun time.”

“Hfnngmmrrg…” I grunted, and -Chrhrlt- -Chhrrlfpsthtllltpss- sighed gently as the muck folded out of my flank, leaving my pucker winking as I shuffled on the seat.

[06:59] Sinny: “A bit worried about everything working out.”

I reached for the toilet paper. And found the dispenser empty. For a moment I was confused.

[07:00] Straight Arrow: “Is it about Reign?”

My eyes widened. “Hooowh rooight, I ghot mah owwnh thoulet phehbber.” I mumbled, and shifted my thigh to the side, peering down into the bowl.

-Gllompg- -OOmpgh- Where I saw Reign chugging down the last end of my bowel snake. His yellow lips tainted a deep umber, a, matching his mane slicked back against the porcelain.

“Chop chop, I wanna have a clean ass when I head to work darling.” I said and shuffled back on the seat.

-Shrlrlp- -Chhrhrrrp-.

“Mmfg.” I moaned to myself feeling the moist carpet of my boyfriend's tongue draping up along my crack, specks of grime swabbed up in drool and my pucker twitching as he cleared out the crevices of the folded tissue. Can't believe I almost forgot. But I guess I should be getting some actual toilet paper for the party guests, everypony can't be used to the tonguing from the start. But, hopefully they'd pick up on it after a while.

[07:04] Sinny: “Yeah, that's what the whole event started out as.” I responded and stood up, the lid clattering back as I stepped away -Crlrlpth- wiggling my clean rump as I walked off to get dressed for work.

[07:22] Sinny: “Do you think he liked it?”

[07:25] Straight Arrow: “What... Liked us doing it?”

[07:25] Sinny: “Yeah you know, I'm not about to ask him myself though, but since you are already talking to him… you know.”

[07:25] Straight Arrow: “Sure I'll jeep it in mind”

[07:28] Straight Arrow: “So what's the worry?”

[07:29] Sinny: “I dunno, maybe Reign's not gonna be able to take it, maybe ponies will actually be upset by it.”

[07:29] Straight Arrow: “Anyone been upset so far?”

[07:31] Sinny: “Well no, but that's not the point. Maybe there shouldn't be so many stallions invited, I know my babe prefers the fairer folks.”

[07:31] Straight Arrow: “Wasn't an issue for me.”

[07:32] Sinny: “Huh, yeah, guess you're right. You two did get pretty frisky didn't ya?”

[07:36] Straight Arrow: “Sure did, and that was fine, I think you are worrying over nothing.”

[07:36] Sinny: “Maybe…”

[07:38] Straight Arrow: “I could come over, have a chat with em, if you wanna.”

[07:39] Sinny: “Thank you so much, could you? Can crash in the bed afterwards, know you've been working the nightshift.”

[07:40] Straight Arrow: “Sure thing, and wanting to get me in bed so soon again??”

I sighed and shook my head.

[07:41] Sinny: “Point, between us, that was a one time thing, I wanted to get back at Reign, You're cute band we had fun, I just don't see us that way. That's ok right?”

There was a pause.

[07:42] Straight Arrow: “Sure I get it, but we did have fun~. I'll come over, key still in the same place?”

[07:42] Sinny: “Yup, you know it. See you in the afternoon?”

[07:43] Straight Arrow: “See ya then.”

Darkness… Moist, darkness. You'd think I would get a lot of time to think in here, with what with Sinder not letting me out, with the sculpted, bloated porcelain clamped against my body down the drain… but… the more time I spent in the dark, the less my thoughts could co here, the less my mind could, focus. After weeks, I appreciated the times when I didn't think. Time moved faster that way…

Hoof steps… Sound. Was it evening already? I had I lost so much time again in this cage of-.

The lid flung open. Fuzzy shades of blue and black peeking down at me.

“Wassup Reign?” Point said. “You holding up alright? Geeze you look tired, thought if anything you would get some time to rest here.”

I didn't have the energy to respond.

“My day's been so packed, well, guess night when you think abou-.”

He just kept talking… droning on about work, as if night guard service was huge undertaking. Though it was… so nice to be spoken to, instead of just commander. Or, ignored… though at some point, my ears twitched, and hearing sharpened.

“-So I've been really pent-up, and was thinking I'd cash in that offer from before, finally? I didn't even get to the point I could show my dick last, so just one lil' suck, and I'll vouch to Sinder that-.”

“You plowed my girlfriend.” I didn't know I could still shout. Judging by his expression, neither did Point. His muzzle scrunched up and lips pressed to a line. He scratched the back of his head.

“Yeah, well, it was she wh-.”

“You banged her on our bed, and I've been stuck here for another week and you've haven't lift a hair to get me out of here.”

“Well, I mean, you never did suc-.”

“You've been treating me like I'm just her property.”

At this Point paused. Eyes gracing over me and the bathroom, coughing. “Well… gotta admit that, well… you ah. Can you really blame me for that?”

“Point, you hydra's ass.”

“Okay, I'm sorry.”

“Sorry? Sorry doesn-”:

“I have been talking to Sinder.”

I halted. Maybe – for once – there was some good news.

Point scratched the back of his head. “And… how do I put this… She's been, concerned about… your performance at the party.”

My face scrunched contorted in confusion.

“That you wouldn't be able to handle the guests, and mess it up, so she's been mulling over if it is… even worth it to keep you around, instead of just… you know…”

The confusion cleared. My face blanked. She… she wouldn't just… flush me or… replace me… would she…? She called me babe today. I swear I remember I swear, didn't she…? She still, she was still my girlfriend and… I was… still.

“Of course,” Point continued, “I vouched for you, saying you could handle anypony come over, mare or stallion. And she seems to be going along with that.”

I remained silent.

Point's expression soured. “Look, man, you're my pal. I don't want this to be what it is like of your. Even if it is kinda hot… I'll keep helping you out. Though, I don't know if she can be convinced to call off the party, she seems… really set on it.”

Of course. That made sense. Maybe he was right. Maybe, if I got through that hurdle… at least it was, better than the alternative… “So, you won't stick your dick in me… and still help me out?”

Point was silent for a concerning amount of time, feeling my warped sense of time those seconds just ticked on and on…

“Yeah, I promise. I'm not gonna take advantage of this.”

“… thanks.”

Point scratched the back of his mane. “But, I've kinda been holding in this rear load since all night, so would it be okay if I just-.”

“What do you think?” I screamed so my voice echoed and carried through the bowl.

Point instinctively flexed up his wings and shaking his head. “Alight, I got it, I got, it, just checking. Geeze, I'll talk to Sinder as soon as she gets home.”

“Thanks…” I mumbled.

“But I gotta go crash now, been up all night.”

“Wait, could you just stay-…” -Ctltpth- the lid clattered back into place. “A lil… longer…” back to the darkness.

“Hey Point, you still here?” Sinder called out.

“Hey, you are back already,” Point said and yawned, shuffling into the hall, “so, how about we sit down-.”

“For some dinner? You gooot it, I've already prepared for a big batch of fondue.”

“Aah, well,” -Gghrbbrglpgah- Point's belly betrayed him, “Yeah, sounds great. But-.”

“Sweet, you put on something fun on TV, and I'll heat it up.”

Point followed Sinder with his eyes as she trotted off, shaking his head.

He was unsure how long time had passed, but, the evening had flowed together like globs of the thick cheese drooping off of each cube of bread.

“Aammgh, mmm, oh yeah,” Sinder munched on another hunk and sighed, “this Reigns favourite.”

Point looked down the half emptied cauldron. “Well we could get him to join us?”

“Phff, Right, invite the toilet to dinner, that's a laugh and ah half,” Sinder said and bumped Point's shoulder.

The Pegasus smacked his lips and chuckled. “Ah, hah, yeah, how silly.”

“He'll get more than his fill later, bet he could tell you all about what this much cheese does to my guts,” Sinder said and plied their hooves against their tummy, soft -Brrgrrlpsgh- squelching groans -Thrrwlpsht- bubbling out at her kneads.

Point thought back to Reign. This felt like something Reign would tease about just a few months ago. There had to be some part of him that still liked this…

“Besides he got plenty of more than his fill this morning, I can vouch for that, besides, didn't you come over and, 'talk' to him as well?”

Point peered toward the direction of the toilet, inhaled. “Yup, and he sure loved it.”

Sinder smiled at this, affirming her belief and quenching her worries. “See, gotta accept him more, if he's identifying as a toilet, isn't the right thing to go accepting that?”

With a sigh Point shuffled back in the cough. He mulled over how to fit this puzzle together. He still wanted to live out some of his fantasies with Reign, at the same time, they were pal.

“What's wrong?” Sinder surprised him with the question.

“Oh, ehm, It's fine,” think of an excuse think of an excuse, “guess work has just been getting me a bit pent-up. Haven't gotten a chance to, unwind. Heh,” well, that was an excuse… though not much less awkward than the truth. Though it wasn't a lie per say.

Sinder looked him over, stopping her gaze at his crotch, then smiled. “You know, Maybe Reign should join us after all…” she mused as he horn lit up.

The restraints eased, the porcelain buckled, and slowly, I was hoisted from the depths of the piping, my limbs twitching in the op open air, soggy and stained from toilet water… when the levitation wore off I could barely stand on my hooves. Unsteady and rattling. At even keeping me upright…

“Right, get over here.”

Another command, but what I could move listened, I shuttered towards the living room.

Point had his eyes on me as I stumbled forwards. Out of that casket, I looked all the more dishevelled, my muzzle particularly dirty compared to the rest of me, but all my coat matted and sprawled.

“Sit.” Sinder instructed.

I slumped to the ground on my knees. Afterwards I thought, maybe she meant on the couch? But in the moment, I couldn't even consider it. Then… her lips parted again.

“Give our guest's dick a good tongue scrubbing.”

-Bh-thmb- I could hear the throb of Point's loins. Staring at his crotch, at the meat tensing over his engorged jewels.

“Sinder that's, well,” Point began.

“What? My toilet not good enough for you?” she replied, flicking a glance to Reign. “Guess if it can't be helped, I could go down there and handle it myself?”

Point and I both shuddered. I couldn't believe this. “I awawhhg-.” Soon as I opened my mouth her horn set aglow, and my lips parted spread wide. Splayed broad so my protest was caught in my throat.

“There, I know it can get tiresome to keep your mouth open, so long as you're willing for it, I'll help you out with that.” Sinder said.

She spoke to me… I'd waited so long… but that this is what I heard. While from Point, I heard nothing. Slowly, her magic pulled me forwards, closer towards Point's dick. As I did, it twitched stiffer, arching up towards my face… a tongue's distance away. I could taste the odour of brine an, dried spunk and old sweat radiating from his shaft… it wasn't even washed? And he'd still wanted me to take it this morning. I tried to shuffle back, though my limbs proved worthless as soggy noodles. I peered up at Point, my best friend. My parted maw closed in over his tip. A sharp tang of salty socks spiking through my lips as they slipped over the head.

“Gmngnhhff…” Point grunted. His eyes panning down towards me, flicking between me and Sinder… then gave me n awkward smile hat said: Sorry pal, this is out of my hooves… Although his smile was much less forced than I'd hoped…

-Chrrlffppt- -Shhlllrrotch- I tried not to think about it. Bobbing forwards, swabbing my lips over Point's cock, feeling the thick meat sink past my lips. -Srrrhlrplch- Scraping off clots of congealed sweat spicing up my throat with his own cultivated must salt, stinging my lips and sparking down through my spine. But I remembered what he said… What Sinder had said… if I didn't perform… she could find another. I swallowed my pride… and a mouthful of dick marinated saliva, and kept going. Tongue wrapping around Point's mast, -Thtbgm- feeling it throb inside me, the convulsions of his excited meat rustling my lips, and teasing at my throat. I opened my eyes, peering upwards… There, I saw the two closest people in my life, lounging with their eyes glued to the screen, sharing a pot of hot, molten fondue between them. It reminded me… of when Sinder and I used to do that… I'd tease her about the gas she'd get after wards… The thought felt alien… the scenario, a distant fantasy… was that even me? Had it ever been me? How long had I been stuck down that drain?

-Chhrlrpth- -Sffshfrrlspth- I kept sucking, quivering. The taste of hope I'd have this morning washed away under the stewing brine of cock grease plastering and gumming between my teeth… He'd promised me…But… in a way he hadn't broken his promise, he was still trying, surely he was but, his fault or not, I was stuck here between his legs, servicing his dong whilst he buddied up with Sinder… -Shhvrrlpth- as I pulled back I felt the vacuum between my lips clamp my lips to his girth, drawn back I felt ever pumping and convulsing muscle jostle in my mouth. I Couldn't believe Point just… let this happen… Though, that haunting notion ruminated in the back of my mind. One I didn't want to acknowledge… but the longer I nursed his twitching dick, the clearer it became: sucking dick, - even a filthy one as this – couldn't compare to choking down manure.

-Thhbnnd- I felt the thump of his mast before it came… -Chhrlrp- -Kgrrhsrllprtrrtch- “Mmngphaaa.” Point above groaned out, arching back in the cough as his cock smeared the back of my throat in globs of salty, satin nectar… the viscous sludge plastering at the roof of my maw as the meat pumped it through, drooling back down my neck as I sat there with my cheeks swollen over his mast. The warm sludge just kept coming, drenching my gums and pooling in the back of my throat. I coughed, onto his shaft, but my neck -Chhglpth- swallowed it down… as if on instinct… or, a more learned behaviours at this point… anything in my throat couldn't stay there for long, else, I would have choked long ago…

“Mmfgnphaaamf smurf phaa…” Point panted heavily, drawing out every ounce of his energy as he nursed his load out into me, staring up at the ceiling.

“Oh, Take it you enjoyed, sorry if my toilet made mess down there…” Sinder said with just… a hint of acidity to her words. Why would… the thought creped in… had I made him squeal more than she did?

-Chrrlpsssth- I felt the air oscillate around the throb of Point's pucker, now in his slumped state now aimed straight for me…

-Vrrpfplrrwwwlrlrptttsh- A dense wall of foul breath, cleaved by his cock, encased my muzzle. The rancid melody of wilting hey soaked in vinegar and pepper infecting my nostrils, clinging to my nose like and taunting my phlegm in its odour. The Stank rivalled Sinder’s, and now both taste and smell were caught in a vice grip of fetid, bodily cultivated filth.

“Mgmpg paha. Whow… so-sorry about that.” Point said.

“Oh that's no issue at all,” Sinder said, assuming he had apologized to her. Or… had he…?

“You know if you have to go, you are free to use my toilet, he's already in position.”

My eyes flicked toward her.

“Oh, Sinder, I, well…”

“At least let him soaked in those farts,” she's said fanning over her face, “I can smell them from over here. though glad it shows he's working out well, guess I shouldn't ever have doubted his ability to take stallion, huh?”

Point swallowed, gaze unfocused, breath rippling in his chest. “I could… take him to the bathroom.”.

“Pff, oh nonsense, and leave me all alone? He's already here, just do it when it's convenient.” she insisted.

I was still soaking in the fart, panting around his dick quivering through my frail, spent form. -Chrlrptha.- I heard his pucker… twitch. -Chrlrlpsth- A foamy, glossy wink pulse of flesh, winking at me. I peered up at Point. And I know he tried… if he got me to the bathroom, he could m hide his dump, or hold it in, pretend… but here… Sinder was right there… expecting me to perform… and we both knew it.

When Sinder didn't look, Reign bit his lips, and peered down at me, still chest still heaving from the climax… he whispered. “Sorry… gotta play long.” Again… his smile didn't feel even a touch forced…

I entered the chatroom Point had set up, real convenient to have all the party goes together in one place, so now… it was time…

[19:49] Sinny: “Everypony, good news, prep is getting done, and the party will go off this Sunday.”

[19:53] Partysound: “Woooooot.”

[19:56] Clover Juice: “I can't believe you guys are really gonna do this, if she actually got him down the drain, you're sick.”

[19:57] Partysound: “So why are you still in the chat then?”

[19:58] A Boulder: “It is a-alright if the toilet can handle some… capacity, my gut's been disagreeing with me lately, maybe I should stay home.”

[19:59] Sinny: “Oh that's nonsense, I can guarantee he-. My toilet is top-notch, point guaranteed.”

[19:59] xXStarligjtXx: “I dunno about you us but I barely know Resin. Though, if it's there, kinda wanna try it at least once right?”

[20:01] Limber: “His name's Reign. And trust me, I know what he's said online, this is like, his fantasy come true, I'm gonna stock up a real thick constipation for him to wallow in.”

[20:03] xXStarligjtXx: “Eew, gross, but yeah guess I'll hold myself to then, wanna be a good guest after all lol.”

[20:03] Bugjune: “Have you asked him how he feels about it?”

[20:03] Sinny: “Lol how often do you ask how your toilet feels before sitting down?”

[20:06] Rusty: “This is still gonna be a party right? With snacks and music and such? I mostly wanna mingle.”

[20:06] Clover Juice: “You and me both.”

[20:07] Limber: “Yeah right, don't deny it, you are gonna muck down his throat like the rest of us.”

[20:10] Bugjune: “Well, if it is true, even if a bit weird, what's the harm in fulfilling some nice pone's dreams? Ain't that what friends are for?”

[20:11] Partysound: “This ^”

[20:11] xXStarligjtXx: “uh-huh.”

[20:11] A Boulder: “Ee-yup.”

[20:11] Clover Juice: “I guess…”

[20:14] A Boulder: “Sure, I mean… I'm not the one getting buried in butt fudge.”

[20:14] Limber: “lol.”

[20:14] Bugjune: “rofl.”

[20:15] Partysound: “Hah, you said it.”

[20:22] A Boulder: “lol.”

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