Ralsei has become enamored with Tasque Manager’s filthy shit. And now, he’s going to get up close and personal with it at her place~ Not only does she fart in his face, she shits right on top of him - what a dreamy position for the cute, subby, fluffy boy~ But, there’s even more… He won’t just be covered in her shit; he’s going inside her ass and becoming her shit~

Hello, Deltarune fans and shit lovers~ Tasque Manager is taking things a step further with Ralsei; hope you’re all ready to be jealous of the fluffy boy getting treated so well~ <3 

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This story contains: FxM, scat, femdom, scatification, shit tf/shit transformation, fart fetish/farting, anal vore, disposal~
Word Count: 3317

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	When working for Queen, Tasque Manager was a diligent and deadly maid, maintaining order in the castle and easily making any trespassers or enemies “disappear”. She’d left that life behind when she was recruited by the lighteners, becoming peaceful and pacifistic. Castle Town was a calm place to live. They may have had their enemies, but her way of dealing with them wasn’t preferred. 

	However… she had a certain method of making disappearances, and she was itching to do it again. A method she even used on allies, people she was friendly with, occasionally… 

	Her ass held a lot of power. 

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	Tasque held onto the end of Ralsei’s scarf, leading the fluffy boy along, back to her room in the castle. She’d been lucky, one of the few non-boss Darkners to get their own special space. Maybe Ralsei had chosen to get one for her out of adoration and affection. 

	He was very happy he had. 

	The goat boy kept his head down as people stared at them, the smell coming from his scarf and the way Tasque led him being lightly humiliating, and the dominant robot knew it. She seemed to delight in it, even, and seeing that delight aroused Ralsei. He was even getting aroused by the humiliation itself. 

	Tasque’s wire-tail wrapped around Ralsei’s wrist, tightening on it, more directly leading him. It had some heat to it, and a light electrical current that seemed to buzz with Tasque’s heartbeat. “Come, dear - we haven’t all day~” She looked back, winked, and sped up her pace; Ralsei eagerly hastened his own walk. 

	Until they were finally in her room. Nothing complicated for her; a simple bed and some basic furniture that matched her black, white, cyan, and yellow color scheme. The bed, in particular, had cyan sheets and blankets, with a black frame. 

	She untied her rope from Ralsei’s wrist, opened her closet; as the sub watched, she changed her clothes back to her normal attire, discarding the dress. Her ass still dirty, greasy. Humming, she went to her bed, leaned over the side of it, body tilted forward, ass facing outward. Lifting the back flap of her characteristic lower wear, she showed off her butt again, in all of its creamy, dirty glory. 

	She looked at Ralsei with a smug, feline look on her face, a smirk that belonged to a cat who knew it was in control, narrowed eyes that craved attention and obedience. She didn’t say a word, but her tail flicked up. Ralsei took the cue, curiously and nervously stepping over. 

	“Kneel~” She commanded. “I’m far from empty, dear… but there will be a good amount of gaseous excretion before the solid one. I doubt you’d want to waste this chance to breathe it in~” 

	Ralsei huffed. He dropped to his knees and slid up to Tasque’s body, his face to her ass, hovering inches away from it. The streaks of creamy, coffee-colored scat stood out against their black background. He gulped, raising trembling paws to her cheeks, wrapping them around her thighs. He closed his eyes, waiting for the gas, too shy to get any closer.

	But also too meek to resist Tasque’s desires. Her tail wrapped around him again, this time around his neck; he felt her heart beat again, felt her body’s warmth. She pulled him in, tightening the wire not to choke him, but to make sure he wouldn’t escape, holding him like he was on a leash. “That’s a good boy~” He couldn’t move his head; his face was pressed against her cheeks, his nose stuck deep between her cheeks. He felt her hot, septic streaks, getting on his fur, like he was her toilet paper… It was dreamy. He breathed in the persisting scent of shit mixed with her musk, a smell both revolting and intoxicating. Her heated skin embraced his facial features. He could only barely peek up and see her sultry gaze, dominant gaze. His shaft hardened under his cloak.

	“Enjoying my posterior~? I hope you can handle some heat~” 

	She farted, grunting as it came out, putting effort into the process of pushing out heated gas from her robotic system. The gas wrapped Ralsei’s head, having the temperature and humidity of steam, and the heavenly smell of her toilet bowl. He breathed it in, only to cough it back up, the toxic, fetid stench struggling to be accepted by his weak body. Still, he breathed it in again, the dark-green cloud, filling his lungs and trying to hold it in, even as it weakened him, made his muscles ache and his limbs shake. 

	“Struggling, prince~? Allow me to help you with some exposure therapy~”

	BBRRRRFFFTTTT~ She let out a louder, brassier one; this time, Ralsei took a heavy breath in right as it was coming out, fresh gas flowing into his nose and his mouth. He moaned, his horniness peaking, the smell irresistible. Even as it made his vision blur and his head feel light, he couldn’t help but take in more. Another fart came out, and another, Tasque laying on a barrage of her noxious fumes, Ralsei breathing in every single one. With the fifth, a particularly scat-scented one, he moaned, legs twitching, as he came hands-free onto his cloak, an orgasm accompanied by the the wonderful reeking gas of Tasque Manager’s ass.

	“Adorable~ You do make me wish to continue letting out my fumes until you’ve fainted at my feet~ But, I feel a more solid pressure now… I believe I may need to release more than simple gas~ Can you handle it, dear~?”

	She let Ralsei pull his head back; he was short of breath, but there was no fresh air to be had, the room now mired with Tasque’s stink. He had a green blush from the intoxicating farts. But… 

	“I-I can~” He responded. “P-please… u-use me…~” His voice was quiet, still shy over his fondness for the Manager’s filth. 

“If you so wish~” She unwound her wire from his neck and got off the bed, walked toward her private bathroom. “But, we will make far more of a mess - come in here, so I’ll have an easier job of cleaning you later~”

	“Of c-course!” Ralsei stood and followed, but his balance was off, his legs weak. She chuckled at his clumsiness, knowing it was from her gas.

	“Are you doing ok?” She asked; it was cute, but she wanted to be safe.

	“I’m fine,” he responded, nodding vivaciously, holding himself up with the bathroom’s door frame. “I-I don’t want to stop… I-I want you to keep u-using me… Nobody has made me feel like this, i-it’s amazing…~”

	“Aww~” She petted his head. “You’re a good boy, aren’t you~? Obedient and eager to serve~” She held up her whip. “Do you trust me, darling~?”

	He bit his lip as he stared at her whip; he’d been in contact with it before, when fighting her. He now had a much more kinky view of the item. It was unlikely that she’d be using it to whip him, though. “I… I-I do~”

	“Hands behind your back~” Ralsei did as asked, Tasque tying his wrists tightly with the whip. He tested the knot by trying to move his hands, but found it to be tight, inescapable, even. She held the handle of the whip, pulling him to the bathtub, her plug-end tail tickling his chin, little static electricity buzzes going through it. “In the tub, my prince~ Head toward the drain, facing up~” 

	He did as she asked, her floating hands helping him down. It was a bathtub made for Tasque, so it was quite large. He fit easily, his head sitting by the multi-hole metal drain.

	“Here I come~” She stepped in, stood over him, looked down at him, his body between her legs. He blushed, getting another wonderful view of her privates beneath her two-flap dress. “Enjoying the scenery~?” She turned her behind to him, lifted the flap of her dress; it was still dirty.

	“Y-yes, m-ma’am~” 

	“Good~ It’ll soon be much better~” She lowered, squatting over Ralsei’s head; his eyes enlarged as her cheeks came apart, showing off her star-hole again, base color cyan, with streaks of brown over it. A magnificent sight. A hefty fart was sprayed in his face; he squinted his eyes shut and breathed it in, unable to stop himself from squirming in pleasure. Her wire tail wrapped his neck again, holding his head in place, as her free hand touched his bulge, his crotch, through his cloak. “Look how aroused you are~ I’m flattered~ You truly make for the perfect toy.”

	“Mmph~ T-thank you~” Her hands were toasty and smooth.

	“Even better that your fur is white~” Another fart, this one smelling more of scat; a precursor to a load. 

	He breathed it in, and spoke, the gas making it a tad hard to vocalize. “A-a-ah… W-why, w-w-why is t-that~?”

	“My filth will show up much better on you, of course~” She reached beneath his cloak, stroked him directly, fingers massaging his shaft, as one last tiny puff of gas came from her behind, followed by excrement. Ralsei gasped as it came out, light-brown, creamy, gentle, smooth, lacking in texture but high in its dirtiness. It took its time, revealing more of itself bit by bit, sizable, as it dangled over the princes’ furry face. His lips trembled as he realized he was the target of this log, his face Tasque’s toilet. 

	As soon as the realization struck, so did the piece of waste. It fell onto him, curled around his soft features, going from below his lips, up the left side of his face, over his nose. He felt its weight, smelled its strong scent, felt the creamy texture. He was in bliss… and lucky for him, there was more coming. 

	Another log soon fell, crossing the last, a long and thick one, draped over his lips, nose, even between his eyes. Another followed, and another, another, piece after piece plopping onto his face. It piled up, buried him, buried his features, covered his nose and lips, covered one of his eyes, leaving him with only half of his vision to watch them coming out of her hole. Her calm and graceful grunts, groans, and moans stimulated him. He wished she’d continue shitting on him until he was buried under it… 

	The load eventually ran out, after seven heavy logs, and after Ralsei had cum multiple times. He felt dizzy. It was so nice… He was entranced, in a cloud of love and adoration for Tasque. He’d do anything for her, and let her do anything to him.

	“Ahh… My dear, how much do you really like my waste~?” Tasque asked, her tone shifting, a devious tone to her words. 

	“I-I love it… s-so much~” His words were muffled by the logs on his mouth. 

	“Do you love it enough to be it~?” She chuckled; Ralsei thought it was an odd question. Being part of one of her loads, turned to her shit… well, it didn’t take much thought for him to answer that question.

	“Y-yeah… that would be… r-really nice…~” 

	“You are fortunate, then~” She further sat down, sitting on top of her load, squishing the logs against Ralsei’s face, letting them dig into his skin, squeeze over his chest and cloak, spill over the sides of his head and streak down them. “Because I am going to give you exactly that~”

	Huh? H-how? He wondered; becoming her shit, that seemed like an impossibility… but feeling the weight of her ass, he couldn’t possibly resist or question her. 

	A hand of hers floated underneath his face; it pushed him up, off the tub bottom, into her bottom. Like he had been when he kneeled earlier, he was between her cheeks, face deep into her musky, slimy, shitty asshole. Another fart pumped out, pouring over him; he inhaled it and coughed it up quickly afterward. It made him feel so woozy, so weak… so easy. 

	She kept pushing him; he felt his nose going into her hole. Much closer than before… It felt so good, being sandwiched in her butt, in the heat and filth… 

	And she kept pushing him… deeper… her hole stretching over his features, over his face… Oh… w-wow… Sh-she’s really pulling me in… He felt a suction, almost like the ass had a mind of its own, slurping him up, wanting to swallow him all the way inside… He felt her damp, dirtied flesh wrapping him… The darkness encasing him…

	“Mmmnngh… ahhh… nnghh…” Tasque grunted from the pressure and pain of her hole being stretched, and moaned from the pleasure of the same thing. “Now you can learn where… hhnnngh… all those huge loads come from… mmm…” Ralsei’s head went all the way up her tail hole, inside of her. She kept nudging him through, nudging him up… Slurping him up… 

	Ralsei realized what was happening. She’d talked about being a predator, voring darkners to produce massive mounds of shit… now, she was voring him. She was going to make him into another big pile. He was going to be her scat, be melted down into her feces… He was so lucky…

	His body went furhter in; shoulders, arms, chest… all of it, into her ass, squeezed by the flesh of her rectum. She fingered herself as he went in further, sliding her hole over him, squeezing him through, like she was shitting in reverse. His dick soon met her puckered lips, sliding briefly against her flesh, cumming from that small stimulation. 

	And soon… Only his foot-paws stuck out. The rest of his body, buried deep inside of her. She moaned, cumming into the tub, as she felt the massive bulge in her stomach, the immense amount of weight put on by taking in Ralsei’s whole body, up her system, into where digestive fluids lay. “Nngh…” She grunted, using a little more force to get his little feet inside, sucking them in. Her hole closed; no feature of Ralsei was left. Even his clothes and glasses were inside her now. 

	GGRRROOOORRRGGGLLEEEEE~

	Her stomach made a sound as loud as a siren, the bubbling digestion process… She felt Ralsei squirm inside her hot belly. She rubbed it, chuckling to herself. “Don’t worry, dear… it won’t take long… and it’s going to be pleasant~ Hot, steamy… think of it as though you’re in a hot tub for me~ And soon, you’ll be in my toilet bowl as another load of my steamy scat~” She licked her lips as she rubbed the belly, her gurgles getting louder, an electronic whirrrrr now accompanying them, as her robotic belly went to work on processing the new energy source. 

	But, he was a big piece of food, and he’d take a long time to simmer down. She stood, going back to her bed. As Ralsei had clumsily walked to the bathroom, she now stumbly walked toward her bed, her belly putting her totally off balance. She did, eventually, fall down, onto her sheets, on her back. Still massaging her gut as it churned up poor Ralsei. What a cutie… he’d make for such a good load of scat~ All she could think about was shitting him out~

	GRRRRRKKKKKKK… SLOOOOORRRRCHHH… CRNNNCHHHH… GUOOOOORRRRLLLGGGE… 

	It took only a few hours before he lost all definition. His shape and outline, being smoothed away; his body, melted down. She was left with nothing but a big, round stomach, and a heavy pressure in her ass. She stood, heading for the bathroom, giggling with lusty anticipation… Her toilet was going to struggle with this one~

	She slammed her ass onto the plastic toilet seat; her belly grumbled at her. She could feel a massive piece of scat in her ass, actively pushing at her hole, begging to be released. “Mmmngh…” She couldn’t hold it back. She gave the slightest push, and…

	Like a dam, her hole opened, and let forth an insanely large load of scat. She moaned, touching herself, as it splashed into the toilet water, gigantic logs, breaking the water line, plunking, plopping, splooshing into the bowl. She grabbed the chain and flushed as quickly as she could, knowing it was the only way she could ever hope to get all this scat down the drain; she only caught a brief glimpse of those first few logs as they swirled down, only barely saw the few bones scattered among them. 

	Her load slowed a bit after the first few, became controllable. Her belly decreased in size with each one, shrinking back to normal, as she shit out all that extra fat. She spread her legs and looked down to see Ralsei’s bones, his white fur, his torn-up cloak and scarf, in her load. It was immaculate~ The feeling of each one sliding out was orgasmic. The sound of them hitting the water was melodic. She loved every moment of this load. Knowing it used to be that cute, fluffy prince made her so horny… she’d really turned Ralsei into shit~

	She flushed again… watched it all swirl… the sound of the flrshhhhh arousing her more, as she sent the poor prince to the sewers. It took many more flushes to get it all down, until her belly had gone back to its normal, thin state, lean, though her ass and thighs has a noticeable extra bit of fat to them. She came into the toilet water, splashing a bit of femcum onto the last of her load, before— CLUNK! Flushing it all down the drain~

	She huffed, catching her breath, sweat dripping down her face. She stared at the streaks of scat she’d left behind. Ralsei was gone… all flushed away… as a big load of her shit… Many subs would’ve been jealous of such a position. She stood, and blew him a kiss, right toward the toilet’s drain. “You were a good boy, prince… I hope you enjoy your final resting place~”

	Of course, for Ralsei, this was bliss. The perfect ending. Becoming Tasque Manager’s shit, becoming the scat of a domme he so loved… pure perfection. 

But that wasn’t it for him… for the entire time, unbeknownst to Tasque herself, he was alive. He could feel, hear, and see what was happening around him. A sentient, living load of shit, flushed down the toilet… he now felt the waters dragging him into the sewers. 

His story wasn’t over. He’d thought this would be the end, but something inside of him told him it wasn’t. There was a shining, warm light inside him…

	A voice, in his head… telling him not to give up…

	But where he was going… he’d face something unlike any adventure he could’ve expected. Something even the prophecy couldn’t have foretold. 

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