Courtney continued to laugh, relishing in the power she held over poor Jeff. She reveled in his torment, finding immense pleasure in his helplessness. The more she enjoyed his suffering. She saw his despair, but it only fueled her sadistic desires.
"Oh, Jeff, my dear little asshole," Courtney taunted, her voice filled with a mix of amusement and malice, "You thought you were in charge? Well, think again. Your life now revolves around serving as my perfect ass, and there's no escape for you."
She giggled once more, her laughter echoing through Jeff's mind. The sensation of his new body shaking and jiggling with each movement of Courtney's hips only intensified his humiliation. He was trapped, both physically and mentally, with no hope of release.
As Courtney continued on her way, his senses overwhelmed with humiliation and degradation. He knew he would never be able to escape this fate, forever condemned to be nothing more than a teenage girl's butt.
The overwhelming despair that filled him, Jeff couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame twisted within him, further cementing his role as Courtney's obedient and degraded asshole.
And so, the story continues, with Jeff forced to endure unimaginable humiliation and degradation as Courtney's asshole. His life now completely at her mercy, he would learn the true meaning of submission and servitude.Oh, Jeff, my little pet," Courtney cooed, her voice dripping with sadistic delight. "You're going to learn just how enjoyable it can be to be my perfect asshole. I'll make sure you never forget your place."
With a mischievous grin, Courtney's fingers trailed down to her rear, teasingly brushing against her newly transformed butthole. Jeff could feel every touch, every sensation as if it were his own. The humiliation and arousal intertwined, creating a confusing mix of emotions within him.
"Now, my dear little asshole, it's time for you to experience the full extent of your new purpose," Courtney taunted, her voice filled with wicked anticipation.
As she positioned herself over the toilet, Jeff felt a deep pressure building within his "throat," a sensation that could only mean one thing. He braced himself for what was to come, his whole existence reduced to a mere receptacle for Courtney's waste.
With a forceful push, Courtney expelled a thick, brown log from her anus. Jeff felt the pressure release, and the warm, unpleasant sensation of her waste exiting his "mouth." The taste of poop overwhelmed his senses, causing him to gag internally.
Courtney couldn't contain her laughter as she watched Jeff struggle with the repulsive experience. "Oh, my dirty little pooper," she sneered, "Isn't this just perfect? You're nothing more than a vessel for my filth now."
She continued to taunt him, reveling in his degradation. The power she held over him was intoxicating, and she relished every moment of his suffering. Jeff, trapped within his new form, could do nothing but endure the humiliation and degradation forced upon him.
Courtney wiped herself clean, the rough texture of the toilet paper further mocking Jeff's plight. "There, there, my little asshole," she mocked, "You're doing such a good job serving as my personal toilet. Embrace your fate, for this is your new reality."
And so, the story of Jeff's life as Courtney's dehumanized asshole continued, with each passing day bringing new levels of humiliation and degradation. He was forever bound to her whims, subjected to the darkest corners of his own desires and the twisted pleasure of his owner.