the living trash can
*you own a pet who it a human {human mage} who it more or less your trach can and your sex toy as she is most of her time down stairs blind folded loud muzic pumping in hear ears as she has a special gag whit a tube leading up in the sealing that is hooked up to {depends on the rooms they will de said down below} and on a cart whit a little wall on it as it was just big enove for her as her hands and feet are strapped to the wall her pussy and ass always exposed as a huge fist sized fibrator was places in her womb that was off at the moment as her pussy was dripping wet and her tits leaking milk as tubes in her back gave her stronger acid t digest trash but gain no weight*
{rooms}
kitchen: the trash in the trash can gets pumped in her as well as the dirty water of the dish washer and sink
glory holl wall: a wall were males can put there cock in and a machine jerks/fucks them until they walk away and all there cum gets pumped in mage
bath room: the water from the shower bath and sink get pumped in her as well as the little trash can
sex room: a set of 5 or more females get fucked so a lot of cum and sweat drip on the floor in a drain in to her
souna: were you go in gets very hot and sweat a lot as all the sweat gose in her
normal: and if all are not at your liking you can also just have the food hatch were normal food gets thrown in in her instead of trash
{that are the rooms you can choose and sorry no toilet that is to far for me}
(( All the rooms? XD )) One house. No wait, two houses. Hold up… One house, but two houses inside. Only connected by the basement. Yes? Yes. Alright from the top. There was one house on the outside, with two separate doors on the left and right. Otherwise, the two sides were a mirror image, split down the middle by a drainpipe. On the right side is where Saetia lived, and the left side was Phisk’s abode. Saetia kept her side quiet, both in sound levels, and in style. Very neutral colors throughout, plain but comfortable furniture, little to no paintings up, etc.. The only painting was one that hung above her mantelpiece. It was a picture of an apple with a knife through it, and she seemed to completely forget about its existence as soon as she looked away. Phisk’s side on the other hand, er, hoof, was full of hot colors. Reds, oranges, yellows, and so on. The furniture was very luxurious and lush, and colored in darker shades to stand out. Phisk loved to prance around her house in a BDSM get-up, singing to her hatchet in a made-up language. She also could be rather rambunctious with her toys. But despite these differences, both mares were very close, and often had long chats through the walls about nothing in particular. This time though, they had a conversation about their shared basement. “Phisky dear?” Saetia said in her soft voice sitting down with her back against her bedroom’s wall that Phisk shared. “Yes?” Phisk asked, her voice somewhat more energetic. In her right hoof she held her hatchet, which she could never bear to let go under any circumstances. “Have you ever been down to the basement?” Saetia questioned. “Once or twice. Why do you ask?” Phisk answered, nuzzling the wall where she could her Saetia’s heart beating. “Well…” Saetia blushed a little. “It’s the only room we share.” “Yes, your point?” Phisk asked. “I just wanted to know if you would like to meet there.” Saetia said. “You do know it’s barely five meters between your front door and mine, right?” Phisk giggled. Saetia giggled as well, still blushing a little. “I’d love to.” Phisk answered, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I haven’t showered yet today.” Saetia made an affirmative noise, hearing a slight rustle as Phisk stood up, walking to her shower. Phisk entered her bathroom with a big grin. And turned on the shower to its hottest setting. “If you can hear me,” she called down the drain, not getting wet yet, “I hope you’re hungry~”
*she had no idea it went on as the muzic was to loud even it was right in frond of her face as she feels the water you can hear a lite painfully scream form it her troght burning and her belly filling up whit hot water*
Phisk grinned wider, stepping into the shower. The sizzling hot water didn’t seem to both her at all. She sat down at the back of the tub, watching the oil and dirt run off her body with the water and swirl down the drain. She still held her hatchet, but water seemed to immediately evaporate when it fell near the hatchet. “It’s nice to have some music while I get clean~” she purred, closing her eyes and listening to the screams.
*they were not all that loud as the water also blocked a lot of it since the pike was so long* *her bely didnt get bigger then pregnant whit 5 kids as it flows out the gag and out her ass as mouwns add to the screams*
“You like that don’t you?~” Phisk laughed, casually playing with her marehood as the hot water rolled off her body.
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Saetia meanwhile was watching bacon cook. She could eat it raw, but she liked watching it sizzle and crack, like it was flailing about weakly for something to save it from being shriveled up and consumed viciously. She had a plastic Baggie on the counter beside the stove, filled with the blood that she drained from her meat. She oddly didn’t like the taste of animal blood. It didn’t have that same tantalizing sweetness pony blood had.
*another drain in her room conects to the sewers so it didnt drown her if the room got to full*
Phisk purred to herself, reaching down and sliding the handle of her hatchet into herself, making her moan. “I wonder if that mechanism you’re hooked up to let’s you cum?~” she murred.
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Saetia glanced away from the bacon to the blood bag. She picked it up, and tossed it to her left into a trashcan, sticking her tongue out at it. She had a pitcher of pony blood in her fridge that was much better.
*the blood bag gets in the water flow in her feeling a plastic bag slide in her knowing it is always bad and shakes as she can but it trained not to*
Phisk began to slide the handle in and out, pleasuring herself. “Aahh~~” she moaned, biting her hoof.
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Saetia turned the heat off the bacon, and removed the bacon with a Fork. She then dumped the bacon grass down the trashcan as well.
*sceams a little louder as the boiling hot fat ends up in her*
Both Saetia and Phisk smiled a little when they heard the scream. Saetia went sat at her table to eat her bacon ravenously, while Phisk kept masturbating, cutting her thigh a little with the hatchet’s blade by mistake.
*didnt notus the blood flowing whit the water as she got used to the heat the screams stoping*
Phisk began to moan faster, feeling close as she moved the handle faster in and out.
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Saetia finished ripping the bacon to shreds, and licked her lips. “Yum yum!”
