Cory was so excited for his torture to end but didn't know that it had only just begun. Charles was done wiping and was getting ready to get up when Cory heard it.
"External agent found, transformation commencing"
But what agent was there? It was just him and...Charles "Oh god no" but it was too late. With a flash a bright light Cory was transformed, he instantly knew what he was given his perspective was facing the toilet bowl but moving up. He was Charles ass. Cory's sense of smell was the next to come back after his vision. He was met with the most foul smell of his entire life, he seemed to be right when he assumed Charles didn't wash his ass like other straight guys don't. It was a combination of rotten eggs, sweat, and old dried shit that were lodged in the red hairs surrounding Charles's hole. Speaking of which was now Corys mouth, he could feel the spindly hairs growing out of his tightly puckered lips, it was itchy but he had no way of scratching. He tried to scream but when his lips parted all that came out was a release of stinky hot air and a *pfffrrrrttttt* sound.
"Maybe I didn't get it all out" Charles chuckled. His laughter caused Corys new body to jiggle, Charles had a big ass from playing soccer, that probably made it harder to clean but Charles didn't seem to care about cleanliness anyways.
Corys vision was suddenly blocked out as Charles pulled up his pants and began to exit the stall. *Pffffrttttttttttttttttt* Another fart squeaked out. This was going to be hell.