CRAPPY STORY

                                                  By Squash

    It wasn’t to difficult for me to climb to the top of the toilet
now that Lisa got me this handy little latter. Was so much better
than having her pick me up and place me, as she has in the past. How
embarrassing. Now at least I can pee like a man and with a bowl so
huge I can’t miss... well.... hardly miss.
   After relieving what seemed like a gallon my self esteem and
bladder were both in tip top form, life was getting better and I felt
good about myself...well as good as a three inch man could. With my
pecker put away and a good spit in the bowl I was ready to make my
way back down .
    Turning about in such a...yes.. “cocky” manner I briskly reached
out towards the latter but.. damn...I slipped , knocking the excape
route to the floor... “OH...what am I to do.. GOD how stupid on my
part...” Well I’ll just have to wait for Lisa to come rescue me from
my owe too stupid predicament.Time passed and no Lisa, minutes turned
into an hour or two and finely I could here the rumbling of the floor
as my world started to quiver.
    Lisa was in one of her moods.. ya know... “I don’t feel good and
some ones got to pay” That some one must be me..... “ Lisa thank God
your here my latter feel and woul.......” “SHUT UP... WHY IS THIS MY
PROBLEM... YOU MADE IT UP THERE ..YOU MAKE IT DOWN, BUT BE QUICK,
I’VE GOT TO GO....” “But Lisa I can’t get down” “WELL YOU BETTER JUMP
ONE WAY OR THE OTHER CAUSE HERE I COME”
   Looking down I could see that the height was way too far and in
the bowl I would run the risk of being flushed away. With only a
moment to consider I came up with a third option . Yes it may just
work. At any rate I had to try. Quickly I jumped towards the front of
the bowl,betting on holding onto the under rim and with luck....maybe
I might just be able to grab on to her panties.. Well I had to move
quick as her massive and well shaped rear was fast approaching,
filling my sight and  sapping the light of my vision.
   Holding on for dear life my grip was startled by the release of
her gas . “GOD...Lisa...please my head was spinning from the toxic
spray and just when I thought I might make it  her bladder let go
gushing me with the force of ten fire hose. My arms quickly gave way
as the flood washed me down to the bowl leaving me swimming for my
life. 
   “Lisa...help...please...” but my cries where un heard as I
thrashed about in the pool of her waste. “Lisa.....HELP” I shouted
but with no answer. “Lisa...no, Lisa...” Looking up I see my worst
fears...............her bowel was about to releases. “Lisa
nooooooooo” but no sooner had I pleaded than her excrement came
bombing down on me.
   As I became physically expelled my only salvation was hanging on
to her dropping. To winded to shout my only hope was she might see me
when she got up. My head was getting faint as the gases pulled the
breath from my body.
   Just as hope was fading some brief daylight shined down as her
hand reached in and around,but hope was now hopeless for she just  
released the whippings from her ass ,witch fell down over me. 
    Desperately waving I had made eye contact with her just as she
was raising and spun around to hit the handle. “Lisa....here..down
here.... help!” “OH, WHAT A MESSY LITTLE SQUASHY MAN......SERVES YOU
RIGHT....HA, HA.” “Please Lisa......please get me out....please?”
“I’M NOT STICKING MY HAND IN THERE...HERE GRAB ON TO THIS TOILET
PAPER”. With all the reaching power I had left, one good try and I
was holding on for dear life. Covered most all over in her waist my
trip upward was a true feeling of reprieve.With the toilet flushing
below me it was good to be moving out and on my way to a good
cleaning up . Looking up to Lisa’s pretty smiling face I ounce again
felt wanted when all the sudden her expression changed to one of
surprising horror as the paper life line tour into and I began
falling. “NO...AAAA AAAAAAAA WWWWW.”
 Splash and into the shit vortex I went. guess that’s the END of me.