It's been almost a whole year since I shrunk my tiny college roommate and stuffed him in my ass. To be honest, I completely forgot he even existed. All this time, he's been suffering in my hole, clinging to the walls of my ass when I take a dump, feeling my boyfriends' cocks thrusting into me, getting blasted nonstop by my farts. When I arrived at the hotel, my ass was itchy and sweaty from a long flight so I dug him out. I was so surprised! He's barely showing any vital signs, he's so malnourished and weak from living in my ass. I slam my butt down on him and laugh as I rip fart after fart on the little loser. How pathetic is he, a helpless little loser who used to be the biggest douchebag in school. I explain to him that he's going right back in there after I'm done airing out my ass crack. I pull down my leggings and the stench wafts out, filling the room. I gag. It's so funny that he's been taking the brunt of the stench all this time. My bare ass farting on the table reverberates loudly. My ass cheeks vibrate with the powerful gas flooding out. This wimp gets what he deserves, and I show no remorse. It's just funny to me. When I'm done farting, I pop him back into my crack and leave for a night on the town.
