About an hour into Jeff’s new existence, Simon got up from class and headed to the bathroom.
“You’re doing good back there buddy. I know you’re having the time of your life!” Simon said to Jeff as he got into the restroom.
Jeff attempted to yell back at Simon to reverse what had happened, but over the past hour, Jeff had lost all control to even move his lips, which was probably a good thing, as the only thing that came out of them when he tried to talk was Simons farts.
As Simon sat down on the toilet, Jeff was relieved to finally get a whiff of fresher air as Simon’s cheeks parted ways. For the past hour, Jeff had been trapped between Simons smelly cheeks as well as trapped in Simons jeans, so he was beyond happy to finally get a break. However, this break was short lived as Jeff felt Simons shit slowly creeping up the resemblance of a throat he had left. As it got closer to his lips, he felt them involuntarily push open as the Simons shit slid past them. If he could’ve, Jeff would’ve been screaming and crying, but all he could do was sit there and accept his new duty. As Simon finished, he wiped Jeff’s mouth clean.
“Welcome to your official new life Jeff… err I should probably stop calling you that. You’re no longer Jeff… you’re my ass. Anyways, welcome to your new life Asshole. Remember, this is what you wanted, so enjoy it!” Simon said as he washed his hands and exited the bathroom.
As Simon sat back down in class, Jeff couldn’t do anything more than to chill between Simons cheeks as the day went on.