James Gets His Wish
by aloofsomeloofs

James peered out from between the blinds as he sat alone in his dark bedroom. Across the hedge he could see through an open window on the second story of the house next door. This was Katie's room. Katie, his love. His reason for being. His angel. "Oh please, PLEASE let me see something tonight!" He begged out loud. Suddenly he saw the door open. His heart leapt in anticipation, then fell as he saw Katie's mother enter with a vacuum. She paced around the room cleaning, then idly walked to the window and closed the blinds.

For 2 years now James was desperately in love with his neighbors' daughter Katie, he worshiped the ground she walked on. Oh what he wouldn't do for her. He was completely obsessed. Each night he would speed home from his job at the robotics lab to sit behind his closed blinds and pray for a glimpse of Katie through her window next door.

As Katie's mother closed the blinds James slumped back in his chair. He considered every day that he didn't see Katie a complete waste. As he moped silently, he heard a knock on the door. He shuffled downstairs and cracked the door open, only to see Katie herself standing on his front step.

James was aghast. In the years that he lived next store he had only spoken to Katie a handful of times in passing. Now she was on his doorstep! She stood alone, waiting patiently. Her bleach blond hair tied in a tight ponytail, and she was dressed in tight black spandex shorts, a white tank top and sneakers. Her perky breasts pulled tight against her top. As James swung the door the rest of the way open, Katie smiled politely.

"Good evening Mr Douglas! Sorry to bother you" she said in a friendly tone. "Umm, no, umm, not at all. What can... What can I do for you Katie?" James stammered. His heart raced as looked down at the pretty teenager. "I hate to ask," Katie said, "but could you do me a favor? I really need a ride to volleyball practice. My dad's working late tonight and my mom's car is in the shop. If you're too much trouble, I can just -" James interrupted her excitedly. "Of course! Of course Katie! Yes, right away! Are you ready now? Shall we go?"

Katie beamed up at him. "Thank you so much Mr Douglas! You're a life saver. I'm ready now if you are!" James heart melted as she smiled at him. He would do anything for this girl. This angel. James motioned to his car and Katie walked around and got in the passenger seat. James got in and started the car. "Her ass is touching my car seat!" He thought to himself. "Her perfect, perfect ass!"

As they drove they made small talk about school and volleyball. After a short ride James pulled up in front of the school, devastated that the ride was coming to an end. Katie opened her door and placed on foot on the ground outside. "Thanks again for the ride Mr Douglas! My dad will pick me up when he is coming home from work. I'll see you later!" As Katie turned to get out of the car, James saw her bright pink thong peek over the top of her spandex shorts. He opened his mouth to say goodbye but was unable to speak. He was mesmerized by her thong. Her lucky, lucky thong. Oh of only he could trade places with it. To be nestled gently between the buttocks of an angel...

As Katie closed the door and walked toward the gym, James decided. Tomorrow was going to be the day. He drove from the school to his office at the robotics lab. He used his clearance to access the empty building and headed for the top secret wing.

James flicked on the light of the back room. This was his team's latest project, which was still very much in its experimental phase. Micro-surrogate robotics, or MSR. The operator is placed in a stasis suit while his brainwaves control a miniature humanoid robot. The MSR robot was about an inch tall and made from a pliable composite so it could be bent and reformed without breaking. While controlling the MSR robot the pilot could sense and experience everything the robot did. To stop piloting the robot, the operator just had to press the large red button on the robot's chest - it couldn't be easier. James grabbed the stasis suit and robot and stuffed them in his bag. He then sped home and began setting up the equipment.

James finished the set up just before dawn. He slipped the stasis suit on and engaged the piloting sequence. He dropped away from consciousness, suddenly awakening in the body of the robot. It worked! He still had some time before the sun was up, so he slipped under his front door and ran across the lawn to Katie's house. He climbed through a cracked window and arduously climbed the stairs to Katie's room. He quickly slipped under her door and looked around.

The first thing he saw was an enormous bed with a pink bedspread. Her couldn't see the top of it, but he knew his angel would be there sleeping sweetly. The next thing he noticed was an open closet. At the bottom of the closet was a large pile of dirty laundry. On the very top of the pile sat the pink thing that she was wearing yesterday.

James' eyes lit up. He immediately rushed across the room and began climbing the mountain of laundry. He underestimated how long it would take to get to the top at this size, but after several minutes he stood at the thong.

He was more excited than he had ever been in his life. This underwear had touched been worn by his goddess, the most perfect creature he'd ever seen. James couldn't wait to breath in its heavenly scent. He closed his eyes, bent forward, and took a deep breath through his nose.

James immediately opened his eyes. It reeked! It was the worst smell he had ever experienced! He didn't understand how this was possible. He expected it to smell like lilacs or a summer breeze, but when he inhaled he only smelled the rank stench of sweaty ass. James looked down at the underwear with a confused expression. The inside of the thing was disgusting. The crotch had a large white marked from vaginal discharge, the back was stained with sweat, and there was a long brown skidmark smeared across the bottom.

As James tried to process this new information an alarm on the nightstand began to beep. Caught off guard, he quickly looked around for a place to hide. He was too high up on the laundry pile to make a run for it, so he hastily jumped deeper into the dirty clothes for cover. To his chagrin, James landed on the massive thong and slid down the crotch, slowly coming to a rest on the skidmark.

Katie reached for the nightstand and turned off the alarm. Groggily, she climbed out of bed and started rummaging around in the open closet. "Damn. Mom didn't do the laundry yet" she said out loud to herself. She looked down at the dirty laundry and picked up the pink thong, lifting James with it. "Looks like I'll have to wear these again. What is that, 4 days in a row now? Ugh. I should have taken a shower after practice last night - these are going to be ruined."

James couldn't believe what he was hearing. 4 days? He never imagined Katie could be so unhygienic. This couldn't be the angel from the car ride yesterday. Before he could react, Katie lowered the thong and stepped into it. James looked up to see her beautiful bald pussy and sculpted ass above him. Yesterday he would have dreamed of this moment, but after what he just heard he was horrified of the fate before him.

Katie slowly pulled on her thong, driving James into her asscrack until he was face to face with her puckered asshole. He had once envisioned it as a small pink freckle, but he was disgusted to see a sweaty brown cavity just in front of him. The smell was overwhelmingly bad, so much so that if the robot could he would have thrown up.

The sleepy teenager then tugged firmly on the waistbands and wiggled her hips, forcing James' into her anus. He could feel specks of feces being mashed against his face. He tried to turn away, but he was pressed so tightly that he could not budge. This also meant the he could not press the button on his chest to exit the piloting sequence; he would be trapped here until Katie lowered her thong and her could reach his chest.

Once her underwear was on, Katie picked up her phone from the nightstand and began idly checking her messages. Keep her attention on her phone, she yawned loudly and reached back with one hand to scratch her ass. She pressed her middle finger onto her thong behind James' head and began rubbing lazily. James' face was crushed against her dirty bunghole, and as she rubbed he was smeared with her greasy sweat and slimy shit residue. He cringed as his face was use to scratch the giant teenager's unwashed asshole.

When she had satisfied her itch Katie sat down on the bed and continued scrolling through her messages. As her waist bent her asshole expanded to eclipse James' head, just before it pummeled him with the crushing force of her immense weight. His face was now literally buried in her as the grimy folds of her anus enveloped him up to his ears.

Katie, in a very unladylike fashion, leaned to one side, lifted her leg and loudly farted as she continued to focus on her phone. She casually lowered her leg and returned to a normal sitting position as if nothing had happened. James, however, was unable to pretend that nothing had happened. Just as he was momentarily relieved of her weight an immense gale of hot, foul gas erupted from Katie's asshole and assaulted his nostril. He winced as the wind rushed by him and the folds of her asshole slapped either side of his face repetitively. As soon as the onslaught was over he was immediately crammed back into his smelly prison when the force of her weight returned.

As James wore the young blonde's gigantic anus like a face mask he struggled to understand what was happening to him. He could not comprehend how this nauseating ass could belong to the girl he had loved from afar for so long. He had imagined a dainty pink dimple that smelled sweet, not this sickening grimy hellhole that blasted his helpless face with raunchy farts.

Katie was completely unaware and unconcerned that she was using her neighbor's face to give her rancid asshole a much-needed scrubbing. She stood up lazily and stretched. "Alright, time for my ride!" She pulled on shorts and a tank top and quickly laced up her sneakers. She then ran downstairs and headed outside to her waiting road bike. Katie swing a leg over the bike and sank her ass onto the thin, firm seat of the bike.

As she settled into the bicycle, James' face was crushed between the seat and filthy backside by her entire weight. The force he had endured when she sat on the bed was difficult to endure to say the least, but this was stretching the limits of what the robot could handle. His face was flattened into a powerless cushion for the beautiful teenager's repulsive brown eye. As she began to pedal her anus ground down into him mercilessly, pulverizing him with every motion. At this point James began to pray for death. His face was being kneaded ruthlessly by her slimy asshole every time she pumped her legs, and his features were becoming twisted and rearranged. This, all at the hands of an unaware, perky teenage girl that he worshiped no more than a day ago.

Katie hummed as she pedaled carelessly through town. Suddenly she felt a pang in her gut. She steered the bike into the park and headed for the public bathrooms so he could relieve herself. She leapt from her bike and skipped into the woman's room, entering a stall and quickly lowering her shorts.

As James felt her short pull away from her ass he thanked god that this ordeal would soon be over. Katie grabbed the band of her thong and lowered it to her ankles, but James remained firmly in place. The bike ride had crushed his robot body so thoroughly that his body was now plastered to Katie's taint like a sticker, with his head still entrenched in her ass. James let out an in audible moan and his oblivious tormentor sat down on the toilet and he prepared himself for what would come next.

At first everything was quiet as Kate sat motionlessly. Then James felt a rumble come from Katie's bowels, followed by a bulging pressure from her asshole. Suddenly her sphincter opened and a fart seeped out if her. Unfortunately for James, the bike ride had mashed his defenseless face so thoroughly that his mouth was now stuck wide open around Katie's hole. The fart filled his mouth and then his lungs, invading every fibre of his robot body with it's penetrating stench. When his mouth could expand no more, his head was blown free from her anus. His body was still stuck, however, so his head flapped in the gale of her fart like a flag in a hurricane.

When the fart had subsided, Katie spread her legs, arched her back and began to strain. "Hnnnnggggg" she groaned as he face twisted with exertion. James was forced to listen from below with horror. He saw her sphincter expand once again, growing to an enormous size as a massive log began to emerge directly in front of James' face. He was powerless to move out of the way or even close his mouth as the giant turd was pushed from the pretty teenagers ass into his face. The turd bore down into his terrified face, bending his neck back until it was at a 90 degree angle from his body. As the shit continued to grow it slid over his face and mouth toward the toilet bowl, forcing him to taste the foul shit as it passed. Katie continued to push as the log grew over a foot, every inch if which was dragged directly over James' face. At 16 inches it fell into the water below and Katie let out a satisfied sigh. James' entire face was caked with the dump that his "angel" had just forced into his face, as was her asshole.

Katie grabbed some toilet paper and reached to her ass I clean herself. However, she instead pressed the toilet paper into the back of James' head, mashing his face into her filthy anus. She smeared his face around in her waste, then inspected the toilet paper. To her surprise the white paper was spotless - it had only come into contact with the back of the robot's head, which was clean. Katie was unaware that she had essentially used her neighbors face as her toilet paper. She shrugged, assuming that she had not scrubbed hard enough, and she returned the toilet paper to the back of James' head and thrust vigorously, mangling his face against the revolting mess. James tried to brace himself but was helpless as the unaware girl smeared his face against her soiled asshole. Suddenly he heard a loud popping sound. To his dismay the robots head had separated from its body, leaving his entire awareness trapped inside the robot's face as it was mercilessly crushed into Katie's crack.

Katie once again inspects the toilet paper and found no stain, so she assumed that there was nothing to clean. Inadvertently leaving the residue from her dump on James' face, Katie stood back up and pulled on her thong and shorts, then strode outside to continue her bike ride.

By this point James could only hope that Katie would break the robot completely and his consciousness would return to his real body. As the teen settled back on her bike and began pedaling, his face was once again forced with immense pressure into her anus. As sweat dripped down her asscrack and coated James it began to soak into him and he became a smear on her rancid underwear.

James began to feel a tingling sensation as the robot struggled to reform into its original shape. To his dismay, his face was only able to meld deeper and deeper into the fibers of the thong. By the time Katie had returned home from her ride, James was deeply embedded in the backside of her shit-stained underwear.

Katie, oblivious to the torment she was causing her hapless neighbor, skipped merrily up her driveway and through her front door. "Hi Daddy!" She chirped as she greeted her father with a hug. "Hi sweety! Phew! You smell a bit ripe. Have you had a shower since practice last night?" He asked. "No not yet, I'm on my way now". She replied as she bounded up the stairs. Katie walked to her room and stripped off her clothes. James face was now entwined in the threads of her thong with no chance for a proper reformation. She held up the disgusting thong and noticed the repellant stain that was once the robot's head. "Eww" she said flatly. "These are disgusting, I should throw them out." As she reached for the bin, she reconsidered. "Actually, I may as well wear these during workouts rather than keep ruining fresh pairs. I guess this will just be the pair I don't mind getting really dirty."

James world was crashing around him as he realized that his face was now to serve as Katie's personal ass floss. He would not be able to escape the robot's consciousness if it was trapped in the thong of his former love. Further, it could be weeks or even months before someone would find his stasis induced body in his home. In the meantime, Katie would wear his face when she wanted a thong that he could cover in sweat and shit without a worry. He had got his wish. He was now living life as Katie's thong. Only now he knew that she was not, in fact, the angel that he had once admired. She was a dirty, farting teenager. Katie was still his goddess, but instead of worshipping her from afar he would now worship her as a slave to her sweaty, greasy asscrack.