Jeff, or should I say, Asshole, you find yourself trapped in this new form, transformed into Courtney's perfect, round ass. The realization of your predicament hits you like a tidal wave, and the rage and despair consume your thoughts. Your ex-girlfriend, reveling in her newfound power over you, taunts and belittles you. The weight of your helplessness bears down on you, and you struggle to maintain your sanity.
As Courtney gyrates her hips, you feel a surge of desperation. The desire to scream and escape this nightmare claws at your mind, but your voice is lost, replaced by the crude sounds of flatulence that escape your new mouth. You've become nothing more than a vessel for bodily functions, a receptacle for the desires and whims of others.
The realization that you are now forever bound to Courtney's ass, never to be separate, intensifies your anguish. You question how you ended up in this twisted situation, yearning for the life you once had. The thought of being admired and desired as an object of pleasure for others only adds to your torment.
Courtney's voice, dripping with amusement, echoes in your mind. She revels in her power over you, relishing the control she now holds. Her hand delivers a sharp slap to your new form, causing you to wobble uncontrollably. The reality of your new existence sinks in, and tears threaten to spill from your nonexistent eyes.
This cannot be happening, you think to yourself. It feels like a never-ending nightmare, and you search desperately for a way to escape. But as time ticks on, you realize that your fate is sealed. You are now Courtney's personal asshole, and there is absolutely nothing you can do to change that. The weight of your despair grows heavier, and you are left to grapple with the consequences of your transformation.
Jeff squirmed and wriggled within the confines of Courtney's ass, feeling utterly helpless and humiliated. The sharp slap against his new form sent ripples of discomfort through him, and he could do nothing but endure the torment.
Courtney smirked down at him, reveling in her newfound power over him. "Oh, look at you, my little ass slave," she taunted, her voice dripping with sadistic delight. "You thought you could escape me, didn't you? Well, now you're stuck, forever serving as my perfect, round ass."
She reached back and gave her own ass a squeeze, causing Jeff to feel the tightness and pressure of her touch. He shuddered, a mixture of disgust and arousal coursing through him. The realization that he was at her mercy, that he would forever exist solely for her pleasure, was overwhelming.
"You know what, Jeff? I think I'll have some fun with you now," Courtney said, her voice laced with a wicked excitement. "I'm going to show you just how much of a dirty little pooper you are."
She positioned herself over a nearby toilet, her ass hovering just above the seat. Jeff's senses were filled with the musky scent of her ass and the anticipation of what was to come. With a devious grin, Courtney relaxed her sphincter muscles, and Jeff could feel the pressure building inside him.
Suddenly, a rush of warm, moist air engulfed him as Courtney expelled a powerful fart. The force blew out of Jeff's "mouth," and he could taste the foul stench of it. The humiliation was unbearable, and he wanted nothing more than to escape this twisted fate.
But Courtney wasn't finished. She chuckled and continued to push, and Jeff felt the pressure in his "throat" intensify. The sound of plopping and splashing filled the air as her solid waste escaped her and plunged into the toilet. Jeff could taste the repulsive flavor of her excrement, feeling utterly degraded.
Courtney wiped herself clean, leaving Jeff coated in the remnants of her waste. She flushed the toilet and turned to him, a wicked glimmer in her eyes. "You're just a dirty little pooper now, Jeff," she sneered. "Get used to it, because this is your life now."
With that, she walked away, leaving Jeff trapped in his new existence as Courtney's asshole. The weight of his humiliation settled heavily upon him, and he could only tremble in silent despair.