Screwover, Chapter Two
Lilly entered the house cautiously. The door was unlocked. The screams were coming from the basement, and she saw no entrance to it in the living room, so she went into the kitchen. She found a stairwell leading downstairs, and began to descend. The screams were getting louder.
At the bottom, Lilly peeked around a corner and saw Ashley sitting on Miley. The room smelled foul, full of Ashley's flatulence. Lilly ran up to Ashley and grabbed her about the neck. Ashley struggled, but Lilly managed to pull her off. Then she heard Miley's protests. "Lilly, let her go! Please! I was enjoying myself!"
"You were screaming," Lilly said. Her nose was crinkling; she hated the odor of Ashley's fart.
"Screams of pleasure, Lilly. Like the screams one lets out when on a roller coaster! Not screams of pain!"
"Oh," said Lilly. She released Ashley. Ashley resisted the urge to kick her, and reseated herself on Miley's lips.
"I suggest you leave," Ashley said. Lilly did so.
The next day at school, Miley wouldn't speak to her. In second period, Miley asked Tiffany Jordan for a pencil, whereas she usually asked Lilly for such things. Lilly kept on trying to get Miley to say something, anything, but it was no go.
Three days later, Miley finally deigned to speak to Lilly. "Meet me in the bathroom after fifth period," she said. "Before lunch."
Lilly arrived at the bathroom immediately after fifth period. Miley didn't show until five minutes later. "I meant the bathroom near the 300 hallway!" she hissed.
"We can go there," Lilly suggested.
"No, no," said Miley. "This will do." She grinned wickedly and pushed Lilly toward one of the stalls.
"What are you doing now?" Lilly wondered, half frightened, half exhilarated.
"Having fun," Miley said, shutting the stall door. She pushed Lilly onto the toilet seat and set her own posterior in Lilly's lap. Then Miley released a fart, which caused Lilly to crinkle her nose.
"Don't crinkle your nose," Miley commanded. "Smell it, breathe it, desire it."
Lilly did her best to desire it. She thought her heart would overflow with the need to be farted on by Miley. But the next moment, she wanted all this to be over.
"You're not doing well to desire it," Miley said, sounding hurt.
"I'm trying!"
"Maybe we need to take things to the next level," Miley said. She bent forward, and it took a minute for what she was trying to release to come out. Her feces.
"Ewww!" Lilly shouted.
"Don't be disgusted. Worship the butt that was kind enough to let you have it." Miley then kissed Lilly on the lips, which made Lilly almost swoon. Then Miley returned to defecating.
And then a screech—loud noises in the bathroom outside the stall—and it was jerked open by Mrs. Radcliffe, one of Miley's teachers.
"Detention after school for both of you. In my classroom. Now, leave this infernal restroom!" Mrs. Radcliffe barked. Miley got up immediately, followed quickly by Lilly. Miley's excrement rolled off onto the floor.