I remember waking up but don't remember falling asleep but I somehow did. I remember I was talking to Anna. I tried to move but I remembered that I had no control of my body. I felt like I was in a tight tunnel and moving by some lubricant on the walls. I felt more solid this time, wait where was I what was I. I remembered being turned into a cookie and eaten by my girlfriend which was way to up close and personal. A shock shook through me, I didn't want to believe it but it was true. I could smell it, I could feel it, I could even taste me, I was in hell and I couldn't escape.
"ANNA!" I yelled.
"Greg, it's been two days where are you."
"You might want to ask 'what am I'?"
"Alright I'm curious what has she done this time." Anna sounded pissed, however I wasn't sure if she was mad at me or Sarah.
"I've turned into your shit!" I complained.
"You're joking."
"Why would I even lie to you especially in this situation."
"Okay, I'm very sorry." She paused. "Um... are you still inside me?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm in your rectum at this moment." I said "I can't believe this is happening to me."
"Alright you'll be out soon so that'll be good"
"I'm still your shit. Let me remind you I still have my five senses. I'm in hell right now." My words echoed and just than and there I felt myself move forward. Could this mean I was being disposed of inside a diaper? I wasn't prepared what would happen next.