For the first time in forever, I woke up well before my alarm and well rested. Xhilandia was still hugging me and her slow breaths were tickling my neck. I caressed my belly pregnant with piss.
I felt Xhilandia stir behind me. She kissed my collarbone, then went up my neck in slow pecks until she reached just under my ear. “Good morning beautiful.”
I snuggled into her. “Good morning.”
“I made some more modifications tonight as you were sleeping but I forbid you to check what I did. I want it to be a surprise.”
I turned around and kissed her. “Yes mistress.”
“How is it?” she asked me.
“The pain in my back is gone, but I feel so full, I feel like I’m seconds from an orgasm even with the reduced sensations.”
She smiled. “Perfect.”
“I should really take a shower and get all this stuff off now though. I have to go to work today.”
I made to get off the bed but she stopped me. “Shouldn’t you make yourself pretty for the morning?”
“Yes?” I said, fearing where this was going.
“Well, you said it yourself, didn’t you? You’re beautiful just like this. No need to shower or remove anything.”
“But…”
“No buts, young lady, your mistress worked a lot to make you like this.” She chastised me, but then she smiled. “But I understand if others might not yet be as receptive of your beauty as I am, so I’ll cover you in an illusion spell to make it look like you showered and don’t smell like a latrine. Of course I will exclude you from it. I don’t want you to forget your state even for a second.”
“What… what about my belly?”
Her smile widened even more. “I’m sure you’ll find an explanation for it. Now, how long until you need to leave?”
I checked the clock on my nightstand. “About an hour and a half.”
“Then you better be quick and work your tongue. We won’t leave until you make me cum at least four times.”
I kissed her. “Yes mistress.”
I kissed her again, then turned towards her, my giant belly making the movement a bit awkward, and moved to slowly kiss down her neck. I then went further down and reached her breasts, where my mouth cared for a nipple while my left hand was busy on the other breast. I then kept going while keeping a hand on her chest until I reached her strip of hair. Once there I moved my hands behind her ass and squeezed as I kissed around her folds, without touching them, and her thighs.
I looked up, smiled at my mistress, and licked between her folds, her taste on my mouth already having become an addictive drug. She moved her hips up against my face and let her head fell on the pillows as a hand reached my hair to massage my head.
I stopped looking up and focused on the amazing dish in front of me, slowly licking between her folds. I then went up a bit and started sucking on her clit, while I took a hand from behind her ass to insert a finger inside her.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I picked up the pace, added another finger, and started pumping. Her breaths soon became rugged, and the hand massaging my head pushed me further against her pussy.
Soon, I felt her tensing up and, just as she was reaching her orgasm, I felt her tail enter my pussy in a sudden and rough motion, along with all the muted sensations from my belly and bladder returning. I screamed into her pussy as I came along with her.
“Don’t stop!” she ordered, and I obeyed.
I added a third finger and kept pumping in an out at the same fast pace as her tail did the same with my pussy, while orgasm after orgasm coursed through me and I felt my belly inflating even more.
My subconscious took over and I found myself biting hard on her clit and the upper part of her lips as my fingers contorted and pushed against her walls, no longer able to move in and out through my constant orgasms.
“Don’t stop!” she shouted as another orgasm took her.
I fought with all my will to keep my fingers moving but instead of the pistoning motion I wanted to do I found myself pressing her pussy into my mouth with all four fingers inside her.
In a last effort not to lose the little challenge, I moved my other hand from under her, wet two fingers in her pussy and inserted them in her asshole while the thumb joined the fingers of my other hand to play with the base of her tunnel.
As she reached her third orgasm she shoved her tail deep in me, hitting my cervix. The sudden pain and pleasure created a new heightened cycle of orgasms, and I found myself convulsing from pleasure, my body no longer my own.
When I regained my consciousness, Xhilandia’s tail was no longer in me and the feeling of my bladder and belly had been once again dulled to a comfortable background noise. My head was on my mistress’s lap, and she was slowly caressing my hair. I looked down and saw that my belly had inflated even more, and I now looked like I was nine month pregnant with quintuplets, if not more.
“You managed only three, pet.”
“I am sorry, mistress.”
“This requires for some punishment.”
“Yes, mistress.”
She gently made me sit up on the bed and, after a few more caresses, she helped me stand.
“Put your arms up and don’t move.”
I did as she said and lifted my arms. Soon, she had a piece of rope in her hands and started tying my chest with expert movements. It took only a few minutes for my chest to be bound in a star chest harness.
“Do you like your new bra?” she asked me.
I nodded. “I love it.”
“Perfect.”
I felt her crouch down between my legs as she rested a hand on my thigh. She then passed something between my legs, and I saw a long plastic tube like the one she had used the day before to shower me, only this time it had a small plastic tap at the end. She moved to my front and passed the tube between my boobs under the harness to fix it in place right in front of my mouth.
“Suck on it.” She ordered.
I bent my head forward a bit and sucked on the plastic tap. She opened it and a pressurized jet of piss slammed into my throat.
She closed the tap and said, “Swallow it all.”
I did so and opened my mouth to show her.
She nodded to herself. “Good, it works. How was it?”
I passed my tongue around and swallowed again to taste it better before realizing I was trying to taste my own piss and squirt that had come out my ass better. The shame soon left room to surprise though as, instead of the awful taste I had experienced the day before, it now tasted delicious. It was still salty, it still tasted of ammonia, although way less so, yet it was one of the most delicious things I had ever tasted.
“It’s… good. Really good.”
She kissed me. “It’s one of the surprises. Oh, and I didn’t change its taste, just your perception of it.” She kissed me again. “Now you can be a perfect piss gurgling toilet. Needless to say, you’re forbidden to drink anything that doesn’t come out of that tap all day.”
I nodded. It did taste good, but I no longer had bodily needs like hunger or thirst, which meant I didn’t really need to drink at all, if I wanted, and I could technically go all day piss-free, save for the initial taste.
“Ok, let’s get you dressed.”
We moved to my closet, where Xhilandia chose a loose purple dress with lace around the lower neck for me, which made just the tip of the spout visible and didn’t constrict my belly. She told me to forgo makeup and, since I was my own toilet and I no longer needed brushing my teeth, we were soon ready to go, Xhilandia having made her quasi-lingerie reappear on her body as no one would question a succubus dressed in such apparel.
Walking with all the extra weight was difficult, especially on my hated black kitty heels, but I managed. I recovered my purse, and we quickly got into my car and I let her drive.
We traveled the twenty minutes drive to my company in silence, which left me alone with my thoughts. Here I was, covered in dried piss, sweat, and other fluids, with a septic tank for belly, a plug pressing into my ass, and a catheter up my piss hole, about to enter my office and work a full day in front of a dozen people. Despite the dulled sensations from the pressure, the shame in anticipation for what was about to happen was just too much and I found myself coming a little. Xhilandia immediately noticed and flashed me a smile before going back to look at the road.
When we finally reached the garage under the company building, Xhilandia covered me in her illusion, and we stepped out of the car. Luckily no one was on the stairs in front of the laboratories, and I didn’t meet any of our technicians before reaching the office space on the second floor. I took a deep breath and opened the fire door into the office.
My secretary, Alexis, a nineteen year old, short and energetic girl with short brown hair, was talking with Mike, a middle-aged handsome man with salt and pepper hair who was head of sales, right in front of the entrance.
When I entered followed by Xhilandia their eyes widened and Alexis rushed to my side. “Ma’am! What happened?! Are you ok?”
“Nothing you need to worry about, Alexis. I just messed up while messing around with some spell components while drunk. It’s nothing permanent and before someone gets some weird ideas, no, I’m not pregnant, neither with human nor extradimensional babies. I’m just really bloated, as embarrassing as it sounds.” I explained with the best poker face and no-nonsense tone I could muster.
I then motioned to Xhilandia. “This is Xhilandia, a friend of mine, I summoned her to help me a bit with work while I recover.”
“Xhilandia, these are Alexis, my secretary, and Mike, my sales director.”
It was only once I had finished the introductions that I realized that everything had stopped in the office and everyone was looking at Xhilandia with pure terror in their eyes. I facepalmed myself as I remembered that not everyone acted with the same familiarity I did around princes of the Abyss and other dark deities.
Alexis was visibly shaking. “Xhilandia the…” she swallowed, “the Queen of Torment?”
Xhilandia grabbed her limp hand with a smile and shook it. “The very same. Pleased to meet you. Don’t worry, I’m not here to torment anybody, except maybe annoy Cassy a bit.”
“Ah, yes, of course, pleased to meet you. It’s an honor. Ehm…”
“I’m sure it is, Alexis.” I cut her off, “Can you please set up another PC in my office for her?”
She finally managed to shake off a bit of her stupor. “Ah yes, of course. I’ll do it immediately.”
As Alexis ran off to find a free PC and monitors and Mike disappeared between the cubicles, Xhilandia said, “she looks nice. Think we can include her in our games?”
“Please don’t ruin my employees’ lives.”
“Like I’m ruining yours?” she whispered in my ear.
A shiver of pleasure ran through me and I found myself smiling. “Exactly.”
I guided Xhilandia to my office through the cubicles and desks of the large office space. My office was situated at the far end of the floor, with walls covered in shitty modern art and books nobody ever read on the sides. Two large windows were on the back and floor to ceiling panels of glass that overlooked the office in the front. My too large, black desk finally found a reason for existing, its size making itself useful for once as Alexis mounted a computer next to mine, an officer chair already in front of it next to mine.
We watched Alexis stumble her way around setting everything up for a few minutes. Finally, everything was ready and I thanked the trembling girl. I then told her that I would prefer not to be disturbed in person all day unless it was an emergency and to forward any inquiries to the company mail.
The girl was more than happy to finally vacate my office. Once she was out, I lowered the blinders of the glass panels so that I and Xhilandia could have some privacy.
“Your office sucks.” Xhilandia said, already sitting on her chair and swinging around.
I sighed. “I know. Most of it comes from the previous ownership and any attempt to de-shittify it was either too costly or would have made matters worse, so I chose to keep most stuff as it was. At least the computers, chairs, toilets, and electrical wiring are all new.”
Xhilandia hummed a bit, looking at me. “Yep, the toilets are definitely nice.”
I stumbled, suddenly aware once more of the bucketloads of piss inside of me. “Xhilandia!”
She laughed as I sat down on the chair next to her. The plug met the chair and pressed firmly against my ass, making me moan a bit. I quickly covered my mouth with my hands, embarrassment filling me and pleasure with it.
I quickly cast a sound dampening spell on the walls and glass and relaxed in my chair with a small shiver.
“Oh yeah, good choice.” Xhilandia commented on my spell. “So, what do we have to do?”
“Well, first thing first, I’ll write a memo to everybody postponing the weekly meeting to tomorrow.”
She grinned. “Pity.”
“Then, we have to check emails, check the reports on the prototypes we’re testing, check a few more reports by sales and acquisitions. Then in the afternoon we should hear back from some possible suppliers for their contracts. You should be able to access everything I have access to if you access with your mana signature, as you are still technically one of my contracted familiars even if…” I swallowed, “you are my mistress now.”
Xhilandia patted my head. “Sure thing, Cassy. Write that memo, I’ll start checking the emails.”
As I got to work, I suddenly felt myself grow thirsty. I glanced at Xhilandia to see if she was doing something weird, but she was just checking emails with a bored expression and I had felt no new mana intrusion. I leaned forward and rested my head on my left hand, to hide a bit from Xhilandia. Tentatively, I leaned forward a bit, took the spout in my mouth and turned the tap to let the liquid flow.
Soon, the piss mixture under pressure hit my throat with its delicious taste. Already I couldn’t have enough. Then the inhibitions to my senses were suddenly gone and every sensation, all the pain, the pressure, and the pleasure returned with full force. I came and subconsciously clenched to shit out the piss and squirt already in my ass.
The jet intensified and I almost felt like I was drowning as I tried to gulp it down faster and faster as it came. I finally managed to close the tap just as another orgasm was coming, causing a sudden increase in pressure which brought me over the edge.
I moaned loudly as I came before slumping on my chair with rugged breath, the sensations once again dulled.
“Having fun?”
I turned to see Xhilandia smiling at me. I smiled back and nodded.
“Good for you. Now back to work, tut tut.”
I shook the sub out of my head and got back to work. I quickly finished the memo and forwarded it to everyone. I then went over some less important emails, deciding to trust Xhilandia with the stuff that required more brain power.
Not even ten minutes after my first drink, I was suddenly feeling thirsty again. Not wanting a repeat of what had just happened, I put the spout in my mouth and opened the tap just a bit to let a slow stream through, not caring if Xhilandia saw me. With my slow and steady stream set up, I continued to work, happy to have the most delicious self-produced drink in the world flowing constantly over my tongue.
As I kept working my arousal kept rising steadily, until I felt like I was about to go over the edge. Just as I thought that, all sensations returned and I came. The slower buildup caused the orgasm to be much more powerful than the two before, and I was left panting heavily and sucking greedily from my spout.
As another orgasm was making its way through my nether regions, I opened the spout a bit more and tried pushing the liquid out of my ass. I increased the force bit by bit, but the stream seemed to hold steady despite the pressure, just slightly more powerful than before. With my experiment successful, I fully gave in like I had yet to do.
I pushed with all of myself, as if I were trying to push the overinflated plug held in place by the chair out of my asshole. The pressure in my bladder increased like never before with delicious pain. I came, adding in more liquid. I started playing with the spout using my tongue to vary the pressure as I kept pushing for a relief my bowels were never going to achieve.
Soon I was again in an impossible loop of orgasms. And as I kept cumming, my thirst resurfaced, even with the spout still open, so I opened it more. Once again, I had a roaring river flowing down my throat but now I no longer tried to stop it.
Soon I realized my mistake as I felt piss coming up my esophagus rapidly, all space in my now functionless stomach filled up, but I was right in the middle of an orgasm, and I didn’t have the clarity of mind to close my spout.
Pressurized piss started coming out of my mouth and nose as more and more tried to enter me. I came again and I gasped. Too late I realized my mistake as piss and squirt entered my lungs and I started drowning in my own fluids as terror and the fear of death filled my mind. I let out a last foamy breath as burning pain enveloped my chest and, with it, more nonsensical pleasure. My face became a fountain of piss as oxygen left my brain and my consciousness started to fade despite my panic.
In my confusion I still felt Xhilandia take my face in her hands and I relaxed knowing that she would fix every mistake my little sub brain had caused. To my horror, though, instead of removing the spout, she magically sealed my nostrils and my mouth around the spout, then opened it fully. As the pressure built up the fluid traveled up from my nose and I started crying piss before Xhilandia sealed those ducts as well. Through mortal terror, an oxygen deprived brain, and more orgasms, I finally managed to realize that I was not dying. All the sensations of drowning were there, my lungs tried to expel the foreign fluid, my throat tried to cough, and my brain was clearly struggling to function correctly, yet I was still alive and Xhilandia had returned to work as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
I tried to calm down, but my biological programming made it impossible not to panic. Yet with the panic there was also the constant pleasure. My whole body had now become an interconnected piss and squirt tank, no single empty space left free of the delicious mixture as it flowed back and forth between my ass and stomach, bladder and lungs.
I gave in to my nature and the sensations and let my body spasm as it tried to piss, squirt, shit, vomit, and cough, only managing to make the pressure, pain, and pleasure more than they were before. I sneezed, and the violent event shook me like nothing before. The orgasms melted one into the other and I enjoyed the near-death experience until I passed out.
I came to several times throughout the day, every time I was already in a constant cycle of orgasms before consciousness even surfaced and I soon passed out. Some small part of me realized that the day was passing, but it was completely unimportant in the face of the exquisite torture. I opened one eye at one point and I was in my car, the evening sun outside, but I passed out again.
When I finally came to, I was sitting naked with my back against my bathtub, my senses down there dulled, my mind full of my own taste. Somehow, I was not much more inflated than I had been this morning, then I realized that my stomach, bladder, and bowels now contained magical dimensional spaces to store the excess.
I felt a gentle hand caress my head, then that gentle hand guided me up and made me lean with my face over the tub. The first thing to come off was the harness around my breasts, then the spout was closed and removed from my sealed mouth. Then the seals were broken.
A fountain came out of my mouth and nose and into the tub. The stream was so powerful that it started to ever so slowly fill up despite the open drain. It took ten minutes for the stream to stop, then the worst part began as my stomach tried to vomit out the little still in it while my lungs tried to cough themselves empty. Cool magic worked its way through me and helped me expel all the liquid.
With a few, final dry cough, I was finally able to talk again.
“That was… intense. I… wow.”
“You liked my surprises? You are now pretty much immortal, even your wounds close at inhuman speed, if you hadn’t noticed this morning. Also, I removed the thirst around lunchtime, it didn’t make sense to keep it after a while.” Xhilandia said as she kept caressing my head.
“Wow.”
“We still haven’t finished.”
I yelped as she picked me up and put me inside the tub with my back to the floor and my legs up in the air. She massaged the rim of my ass and the entrance of the urethra and said, “take a deep breath, I used a large balloon.”
“Wait! You have to deflate – Aaaah!” I screamed as she forcefully yanked the plug out of my ass and the catheter out of my bladder without deflating neither the plug nor the balloon of the catheter. Pain like never before assaulted my torn holes as my dull senses returned to normal.
My piss adventure gifted me a last stream of constant orgasms as two large jets shot out of my holes, worsening the ache as I kept screaming.
I regained my mental functions as the last of the piss and squirt mixture was going down the drain. My torn asshole was letting out lewd sounds as I felt it spasm as it tried to clench but was unable to fully close. I looked down and my eyes widened in horror as they took in my piss hole.
Where once there was a barely visible urethra, now there was an inch and a half wide tunnel that was making no attempt at closing back. I tried clenching my muscles as if to hold my pee, but it did absolutely nothing. Xhilandia massaged around it, sending waves of pleasure and pain to my brain before sticking a finger in. She started massaging my clit from the inside and I soon found myself reaching for another orgasm. She bent down and kissed me.
“My last surprise. It will never go back to the way it was. You will be constantly losing a trail of piss wherever you go.”
I came one last time, squirting over her hand.
She licked her fingers with gusto, then picked me back up and put me on a stool under the shower. She turned the water on and started washing me, starting with my hair. As she worked the shampoo in, I could already feel my asshole finally managing to somewhat close and the pain in my now permanently gaped urethra recede.
By the time she put me back in the tub, now filled with warm water, my butthole had returned to normal, and I felt no more pain anywhere. I let her pamper and hug me as I sat on her lap completely unresponsive.
When she felt it was enough, she got me out of the tub and back onto the stool, where she slowly patted my body dry with gentle movements before drying my hair with magic. She then picked me up in a princess carry and brought me to my bed. Some part of me somewhere noticed how the dirty sheets had been changed for fresh ones that smelled of lavender.
She laid me down on top of herself, I buried my face in her ample chest, and she wrapped me up with her wings. Soon I was drifting off to sleep.