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"Yes" | street0 | 43

 

Tanya walked bottomless down to her family kitchen. She had to take the jeans off to get the toys out of her holes, and putting them back on seemed like too much work. No one was home, and she was pretty hungry, as unappetizing as her instructions were.

There was nothing in the pantry except a few cans of peas and corn, so she looked in the fridge. Ham, lettuce, tomatoes, a block of cheddar, jar of maraschino cherries, jar of pickles, some left-over take-out chicken wings or rather chicken drumsticks, orange juice, milk.

Nothing obviously suited for stuffing in her ass before consumption, but then what was?

She sliced off a chunk of cheddar and, bending forward, pushed it at her sphincter. The cheese was pretty reluctant about going in and then it was in. Fuck. How was she supposed to get it out? She pushed a finger in and with some effort hooked it around the piece of cheddar in her ass. It gradually came out. Yech. Tanya ate it. The taste of cheddar overpowered everything else, but still. It had been in her ass.

She definitely needed something more phallic. A chicken drumstick? She bent over again. The drumstick really didn't want to go in the thick end first, so she turned it around. Yeowch! Mildly spiced, but still spiced. Tanya pulled it out and chewed off the meat.

Maybe a pickle? She forked one, and then brought it to the ring of her ass. Tanya then screamed. It burned like hell. The vinegar marinade definitely didn't agree with her rectum.

She threw the pickle in the trash.

The front door opened. A voice called out "Tanya?" from the front of the house.

Fuck! She was bottomless. Her parents or siblings or whoever it was really didn't need to see her bottomless.

"I'm home," Tanya shouted as she dashed upstairs.

She could feel bits of cheddar smooshed in her sphincter as she ran. Yuck. She went into her bathroom and turned on the cold water, as instructed.

Someone played the answering machine downstairs. It was indistinct.

Tanya got into the shower and shivered immediately.

"Goodness," she thought, "My brain's going to freeze."

But she needed to wash herself. Reluctantly, she spread her asscheeks for the water.

 

Who's home? What's on the answering machine? Does Tanya order the porn?


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