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	Kaitlyn walked with a brisk stride across campus, moving across the heated sidewalks, wearing a vanilla-colored sweater to keep warm and a pair of black jeans to match it. She clutched the straps of her backpack - she didn’t really need the whole thing, she was only supposed to bring the one worksheet, but thinking straight was not something she was having a lot of success with today. Despite the cold, her face was very, very warm, her cheeks completely red. Her mind was racing with horny thoughts as though she was walking to a love hotel, even though her destination was a dirty bathroom occupied by a cruel bully, threatening to dispose of the squirrel using a similarly dirty toilet.

	She pushed the glass doors of the Life Sciences building open and bee-lined for the bathroom - it was 9:10, just a little bit earlier than when they had met the day before, right after their hour and fifteen-minute class, and yet, despite her earliness, the door still read “occupied.” Not another soul walked around the building at this ungodly hour - it was just her. 

	She gulped, a little sweat beading on her forehead, and then, she knocked, one, two, three. It took a few moments, but the door clicked to open. As she reached for the handle, the door flew open and a white paw came out, grabbing the squirrel by her ear and pulling her in, then slamming the door shut. Brynn licked her lips as she looked down at her prey, towering over her. “Hello there, little rodent.” Her voice was smooth but biting, like dark chocolate.

	Kaitlyn shuddered in fear immediately, the pulling on her ear hurting more than a little, and her panties, once again, getting a little wet. She stammered a tad, trying to say something, eventually forcing out, “H-hello g-goddess.” Her words came out as more of a squeak, like a scared mouse. She looked at her bully’s body, her magnificent six-foot figure, the black t-shirt and gray sweatpants looking so casual but yet highlighting her magnificent body so well, her white fur so soft, glistening off the fluorescent light. Her jacket sat on the toilet paper holder. 

	The snow leopard smiled, showing her sharp fangs. “Where’s my worksheet?”

	Kaitlyn quickly pulled her backpack straps off her shoulders and swung the bag around to her front as Brynn sat down on the toilet seat, crossing her legs, like royalty taking her throne. She took out a folder full of papers, with the worksheet right in front, and she pulled it out, handing it to Brynn with shaky paws. The leopard gently took it from her.

	The bully examined it as the squirrel shivered in fear, just desperately hoping it was good enough - she had put hours into it, more time than she ever had into a worksheet in her life, with the same answers on her own copy, of course. There was no chance a single one would be wrong.

	“Hmm…” Brynn tapped her foot on the floor and Kaitlyn gulped, awaiting her judgment. “Let me see your copy.”

	Without questioning, Kaitlyn did as she asked, handing over another copy of the worksheet completed, the one she planned to turn in for herself.

	“Hm, hm, hm.” She licked her lips, then smiled cruelly, looking right at Kaitlyn’s face. “I think I like… this one better.” She held up the worksheet Kaitlyn had originally handed her, unsurprisingly - the squirrel had spent a lot of time making the handwriting perfect. Kaitlyn smiled a little, happy to have pleased her queen, as Brynn unfolded her legs and spread them, making a gap leading down to the toilet water, and nonchalantly dropped the other worksheet inside.

	Kaitlyn gasped, having a clear view of the toilet water swallowing the worksheet, ruining it with water damage, the ink beginning to smear already, and then, with a loud flrshhhh, the toilet began to swirl, the paper spinning around and eventually crumpling up as it was pulled straight down the drain, gone forever. Brynn held the rope down for just a little longer to add some salt to the wound, then let go, watching her cute prey’s adorable gasp of shock.

	“Oh, oops - I guess I could’ve just handed that back. That’s not a big deal though, you’ll have plenty of time to do it tomorrow, right, my little nerd~?”

	Kaitlyn gulped, still staring into the toilet, then bringing her gaze up to Brynn’s eyes and biting her lip. The cruelty was astounding, so amazing, she was shocked by her own lust for that overwhelming sadism, but she still felt like she needed to say something. “U-um, you, um, y-you didn’t have to d-do that,” she stuttered, turning her gaze away in embarrassment - saying something like that could’ve gotten her flushed, so why did she say it?! 

	“Awe, adorable.” The leopard lifted her paw and motioned for the squirrel to come closer. She immediately obeyed, leaving her backpack behind, scared shitless as she walked towards the toilet. Brynn then stood up, walked behind the squirrel, and placed a paw on the back of her head, so warm, yet so firm. 

“Kneel.” Kaitlyn followed the order without a second thought, falling to her knees, staring into the toilet bowl through her circular lenses, and then, she suddenly found her head being flung inside, forced in by the leopard, her forehead hitting the porcelain, her entire face submerged, her vision blurred, her ears clogged with water. She struggled out of instinct, trying to force her head back out, placing her hands on the toilet seat and pushing, but it made no difference.

And suddenly, a loud clunk followed by a FLOOOOOSH filled her ears as the water swirled around her, dragging her body a little farther into the toilet, pulling her squirrel snout into the drain just a little, just enough to tease her with the possibility of her whole body going in as Brynn pushed her down. She gasped for air, but got none, only feeling the current rushing all around her head, inhaling toilet water instead of air, her long hair being pulled down as well. Her glasses hit the porcelain, barely holding firm to her face, and before she knew it, another flush came, another swirly, the water rising and submerging her whole head, pulling her a little deeper, the suction being almost irresistible - it was clear that the toilet was perfectly ready to take the poor squirrel down. She felt her lungs start to burn as she began to drown - was she really going to die in the toilet?! Her tail waved vigorously behind her.

Brynn grabbed the top of her head and pulled her out. Kaitlyn gasped, fresh air filling her lungs, her head being pulled a little too far back and being held at that awkward position by the bully. Kaitlyn’s eyes looked to her cruel, sadistic smile, and her heart skipped a beat - the swirlies were so horrible, and yet, the extremely firm, strong paw pulling her hair, the cruel smile, the pure malice in her bully’s eyes, it all made her feel so incredible. Her face dripped with water, her hair looking like a wet mop, her glasses tilted on her face, the little makeup she was wearing having washed right off. “Have you learned your lesson, little piggie?”

	Kaitlyn nodded enthusiastically - she enjoyed the swirlies, but she was still terrified of being forced back in; the drowning sensation was horrible, nonetheless having it be in a dirty toilet, and she could tell that a few unlucky flushes could lead her to ending up like that kobold. 

“Hmm… alright, if you say so.” The squirrel sighed in relief, happy to know she wasn’t going for another ride in the bowl, only for Brynn to shove her face right back in, like last time, and immediately flush. This time, Brynn took off her right shoe and sock, let go with her hand, and stomped her foot on the back of the squirrel’s head as she flushed. The stomp forced her snout right back down into the drain where it was last time as the water swirled around her once again, and, without even a moment for recovery, the leopard pulled the rope once again, and out came another flush. 

Kaitlyn put her arms back on the seat and began to struggle again, her primal instinct for survival kicking in, but it was, of course, no use - the leopard was far stronger than her, flexing her calf muscles as she pushed her face in even more with her sweaty, dirty foot. She felt the drain sucking her further in, the current of the water pushing her head down, the swirl dragging her further. Brynn lifted her foot and stomped once again, forcing the squirrel’s eyes and ears to pass the trap - she was now literally seeing the pipes, her head almost all the way down, and then, another flush came, and she felt her getting even farther, Brynn’s foot mercilessly pressing down on her until she felt her whole head fitting through the drain, leaving just the rest of her body outside. 

The squirrel began to panic - was this it? Was she really going to be so mercilessly flushed down the toilet? Another flush - she felt her neck pulled in, her shoulders hitting the outside of the bowl, but she knew the suction would be enough to take her in. Brynn just needed to keep stomping and flushing, and she would be gone. This was really it for her, wasn’t it? She felt herself beginning to run out of air, feeling as though she’d faint before her whole body even made it into the drain. Another flush, but no stomping accompanying it - Kaitlyn felt a rush of water, and suddenly, her glasses dislodged themselves, the current taking them into the pipes and flushing them away. Those were so expensive, she really needed them to see, but that wasn’t going to matter once she was flushed away!

	And as the squirrel heard yet another flush, her shoulders passing the trap, at the end, she felt a sudden tugging, back out, as Brynn put her paws on Kaitlyn’s bushy, soft tail and began to pull, having to put some effort in to get her dislodged from her place deep in the drain. Kaitlyn pushed up as well, trying desperately to get out before she drowned, and eventually, her head slipped out of the trap and she lifted it up, flinging toilet water all over as she gasped desperately for air, breathing fast and sharp, but eventually calming down. Water fell off her head from all over, her fur soaked all the way to her shoulders, her shirt very damp already.

	“I think that’ll be enough punishment for talking back to your queen.” Kaitlyn looked to Brynn, her sadistic, cruel smile sending shivers down the squirrel’s spine. Clearly, the snow leopard was enjoying this quite a lot - her tail swayed behind her. She took her foot and rubbed it off on Kaitlyn’s pants, specifically on her thigh, then slipped back into her shoe, not bothering with the sock. “But I think you could still use a little discipline, since you don’t seem to fully understand your position yet.”

	The leopard carefully hooked the thumbs of her paws onto the inside of her sweatpants and began to ever so slowly slide them to the ground, bending over as she did so, manually making sure they came all the way down, then stepping out of them as they sat on the floor. Kaitlyn gasped, her blush flaring up as she stared with shock -  Brynn’s legs were a magnificent sight. They were lean, but still muscular, obviously having the composition needed to successfully stomp a nerd down the toilet. She wore light pink panties, fairly plain in nature, beside the wet spot by her pussy - clearly, she was enjoying this on a greater level than just the basic joy of having power over someone.

	“W-w-w-what a-a-are you d-d-d-doing?” The squirrel squeaked, shaking, her face completely red, her panties slowly becoming soaked. Brynn was actually getting undressed in front of her? What was she going to do?!
	
	“Awe, you’re so cute!” Brynn purred as her tail wagged. She put her fingers into her panties and began to pull them down, this time letting them fall once her pussy was revealed, a tight, immaculate slit, visibly dripping. She stepped out of her panties and pushed her clothes against the wall with one foot. “Step back, piggy.” 

	Kaitlyn stood up and immediately walked back, far enough that she ran into the sink, experiencing a strong mix of fear, surprise, and horniness that made it hard for her to think, causing her to act like a puppy wordlessly doing what her owner demands. Brynn giggled once again, then walked to the front of the toilet, facing it so she could flash her tight, sexy ass in front of the squirrel. She then spun around and sat down on the seat, somehow making such a simple action feel like an act of pure lust. 

She raised a paw and motioned for her servant to approach, and Kaitlyn did so without a word, immediately kneeling at the base of the toilet, staring directly at her pussy. Brynn took her legs and hugged the squirrel closer with them, crossing them on her back and pulling her in - they were very warm and soft, but also, extremely firm; she had no escape. 

As Kaitlyn’s lip began to quiver, clueless on what to expect as she was wrapped in the predator’s naked thighs and calves, Brynn carefully reached her paws to the squirrel, threading them through her bushy head of very long, white hair. “Keep your eyes open and watch the whole time. No plugging up your nose. No trying to hide your senses in any way. You’re going to watch, listen, and smell everything I want you to, and if you resist at all, I’m going to empty your backpack into this toilet and flush until it’s all gone. Understood?”

Kaitlyn bit her lip and nodded, still not quite understanding.

“Good girl.” Brynn smiled. “You know, I’ve been holding this in all day, just for you. Felt like I was going to burst. Here it comes~” 

A small burst of gas escaped from the ass of the leopard, a revolting scent that made Kaitlyn’s nose shrivel. Slowly, urine began to trickle down into the toilet bowl, a stream of golden, beautiful piss that soon turned from dripping to being forced out like a hose as Brynn pushed it, still holding the little squirrel’s head with her paw. She sighed in relief as the piss eventually dried up, the salty, bitter smell going right into Kaitlyn’s nose as she shuddered in pleasure - she had never fantasized about being treated in such a gross, disgusting way, but it was amazing, she couldn’t get enough, just being forced to watch this display of disgusting action made her heart race.

	But it wasn’t over. Brynn began to grunt a bit, and slowly, her small asshole began to open up, and a log of dark brown shit began to peak out, slowly, slowly sliding, audibly pushing its way out of the snow leopard’s ass as she grunted in effort, beads of sweat falling from her head. It began to gain speed, and soon enough, it fell into the bowl, a huge, eight-inch-long log of shit, hard and slick. Kaitlyn resisted the urge to bring her hands to her nose as she smelled it, the smell being like death to her, such a horrible scent - she knew shit smelled bad, but up close, being forced to get so near it, it was so much worse, and Brynn was far from done.

	As though a floodgate had opened, a huge stream of pure shit began to pour out, falling from her ass into the bowl, soft, but still not quite diarrhea. It began to pile up in the drain as it poured out, and it just kept coming and coming until there was a noticeable mound in the toilet, a huge load that would clog a normal toilet. Brynn panted from the effort, her face dripping with sweat. “Wow, that was a big one. I didn’t expect so much to come out - how lucky that I would have such a nice, big load for my little piggy~”

	Kaitlyn felt floored by the sight of what was before her, shocked into complete disbelief, not just at the events unfolding before her, but also at how much she was enjoying them. She bit her lip, hard, making audible, horny little noses, mmphs and little squeaks, beginning to squirm. 

	“Did you like that? I bet you did, little degenerate.” Brynn spread her legs a bit more, then slowly moved her hand more towards the back of the squirrel’s head. Immediately, shivers went down Kaitlyn’s spine as realization dawned on her. “If you like it so much… then why don’t you take a closer look?”

	Before she could respond, Brynn forced the squirrel’s head down into the warm, yellow toilet water with an audible splash. It immediately got much worse as her face was shoved deeper in, forcing her snout right into the huge pile of shit, so soft, sticky, slimy - she was up to her eyes in it almost immediately, being able to closely smell it as her nose was stuck in the middle. She felt it stick to her fur, turning the white into a brown, and the water started to turn a similarly sickening color. She could taste it a little bit, the sudden push in seemingly having caused a bit to get in her mouth, and it was so disgusting, but she knew if she tried to spit it out it would just get worse.

	Brynn shoved her head down far enough that she was, once again, in the drain, using one paw to hold her down, right below her butt, her extremely dirty, disgusting-smelling butt. She then lifted the other paw, grabbed the rope, and pulled it down, flushing, making the dirty water swirl around the poor squirrel’s head. She squirmed as the current pulled her in, suffocating in a pile of shit, only a small space for water to get out being provided. The mound of shit stayed right on her, only digging more into her fur from the water’s force, spreading around her more, covering her more, and then, Brynn flushed again. 

	She didn’t let the squirrel go further in this time, rather, she seemed to want her to enjoy every moment with her face in her bully’s waste as she could. She flushed again, and again, and again, ignoring the desperate squirms and struggles of Kaitlyn, and then, she pulled her out by her hair. She looked so much worse than every previous time, her white fur covered in shit, her snout particularly caked in the brown, disgusting substance. Chunks of shit stuck inside of her hair and fur. Brynn smirked, pulling her prey’s head up to force her to look at her predator’s face. “You know, I think you look much better that way.” She took her hand off the rope and reached to her pants on the ground, pulled out her phone, and took a picture of the squirrel, the flash causing Kaitlyn to squint. “Better not ever try to escape, darling - even if you somehow manage to avoid me flushing you all the way down the toilet after you get away from me, you’ll be finding this picture all over every social media I know. That wouldn’t be good for such a perfect, smart, grade-A student like you, would it?”

	Kaitlyn gulped - that picture could ruin her life. She squeaked out, “I-I-I’ll never r-run away from you, my q-queen.”

	“Good girl, good little whore.” Brynn’s eyebrows raised a bit as she felt her stomach gurgle - apparently, she wasn’t done yet. She smiled maliciously, an idea forming in her head. “How about we get you cleaned off, cutie? Here’s how this is going to go - I’m not going to hold you in this time. You’re going to put your own head into the toilet, and you’re going to keep it there. If you bring your head back up for any reason, even if you’re on the brink of actually drowning, before I tap you twice on the back, you’re not going to like the results.” She licked her lips as the squirrel nodded in understanding, purring quietly. “Good. In.”

	Kaitlyn took a breath of revolting, shitty air, then dunked her head back into the water, which was mostly clear, though still carried the scent of waste. She closed her eyes, anticipating a flush, mentally preparing to be swirled once again, even obediently placing her snout in the drain, and yet, it never came. What came instead was a puff of noxious, nauseating gas, loud and revolting, somehow piercing the toilet and reaching her nose. Brynn closed her thighs to make the bowl more air-tight, trapping the fart inside, and then, the squirrel felt a slimy, large object hit her head. The smell combined with the texture made it clear very fast what it was, though if she had any doubt, it was soon combined, as more logs of shit plopped into the bowl, one by one, piling up on her head, then sliding off. Each one made an audible “plunk” as they breached the water. Eventually, it switched to a stream once again, this time filling up whatever space remained in the toilet water. Kaitlyn’s head was slowly buried under the shit, and she felt her breath run out, beginning to suffocate once again. The lack of air made her feel woozy, her brain starting to fog up, her ability to think being slowed down by the lack of oxygen as her body prepared to shut down. This put her into a mental state that caused her intense horniness to pervade, making her love the feeling, almost coming to peace with the idea of dying in that toilet full of waste, underneath the ass of her queen, but, luckily for her, she felt two taps on her back.

	She lifted her head back up, struggling to get through the shit, caked in it from her throat up, much worse than last time, brown water streaming off her wet, brown fur. She gasped for air, her nose plugged up with the scent, still barely able to breathe. The world around her was very blurry and a little brown, mostly because of her glasses being flushed, making it harder to distinguish her surroundings. Brynn laughed, her tail swaying happily behind her, and she reached a paw to her pussy, fingering it a little as she looked upon the sad sight. “What a dirty little slut. So cute! You belong down there, don’t you? It would be better if I shoved you right back in and let the swirl take you down and flush you away forever. Don’t you agree?”

	Kaitlyn felt extremely hot, her body burning up with passion and lust, as well as pure shame and embarrassment at how much she enjoyed her position. “Y-yes queen.”

	She giggled, reaching a paw to the toilet and flushing it, letting her waste swirl away as her victim watched it. “I think that’ll be enough. I hope you’ve learned your lesson, pig.” Brynn uncrossed her legs, placed her feet down, and began to wipe with toilet paper, leaving extremely long stains of shit on each piece. Kaitlyn didn’t dare move, scared to become the toilet paper herself. 

As the snow leopard began to slide her clothes back on, the little squirrel turned her head to her, keeping it on the toilet seat. “U-um, q-queen?”

Brynn smiled - she hadn’t expected her little victim to actually say anything more than “Yes, queen.” “What do you want, slut?” Her words were cold, but they felt warm to the squirrel.

“A-are we doing more tomorrow? After c-class?” She felt so small, kneeling in front of her.

Brynn smiled, purring, her tail waving behind her. “I’ll happily play with you again tomorrow, toy. I’ll be waiting here once class ends - I’ll make sure to think of some fun ways I can use you~” She reached for her worksheet, forgotten by both of them - it was lying on the floor, soaking in toilet water. She smirked, dropped it into the toilet, and flushed it down, just as she had with the first one. “And remember to bring me that worksheet~”

She winked as she opened the door, leaving the little squirrel stunned at her cruelty. However, instead of walking out as she planned, she was greeted with the sight of another pest in front of her, this one, a four-foot-tall otter, laying on the floor, who had seemingly been peeking in through the crack in the door. He jumped in surprise as Brynn stepped out, but before he could run, she grabbed him by the collar of his button-up shirt and dragged him into the bathroom, closing the door behind her and locking it, then holding him over the toilet. Her face was painted with anger, not a shred of mercy inside her.

“I-I-I, um, i-it’s not what it looks like!” The otter stammered, shaking, struggling to escape her grip. He had a noticeable bulge in his jeans, a damning piece of evidence contradicting what he said.

“Not what it looks like, huh? It looks to me like you’re trying to take a little peek at me playing with my pet.” She lowered the otter down, letting his paws soak in the toilet water along with his sandals. “Give me one good reason not to flush you down this toilet right here.” She wrapped a paw around the rope.

“W-wait, p-p-please don’t!” He continued to struggle, too scared to think of a real response. His body was thin enough that he could go down before the first flush even finished - he had always been terrified of toilets for this reason, and it seemed like his worst fears were being realized. “I-it was just a little peak! I didn’t mean anything by it! I only wanted to see the, um, the squirrel! Not you, I promise, I’d never try to peek at you!” 

Brynn sighed, shaking her head. “You made a mistake, pervert. Nobody messes with my prey except for me.” She let go and, without hesitation, flushed. Immediately, the otter’s feet were pulled into the trap, and his body slid down seamlessly with the loud flush, slipping in like a large log of shit, the toilet water swirling him in before he could even gasp in surprise. Brynn held it down and let it flush a little longer to guarantee he made it through the pipes, and then, she let go, satisfied as it glugged.

Kaitlyn held her tail to her chest, squeezing it tight, her face extremely red as she stood there, shaking. She loved watching her queen being so cruel, it was amazing. Would that be her one day? And what did she mean when she said nobody messes with her prey but her? Is she claiming me as her property? Did she dispel her waste on me to mark me? 

“Hello? Earth to flush slut?” Kaitlyn snapped out of her horny trance as Brynn stepped on her foot, making the squirrel squeak in minor pain. “I’d slap you if you weren’t covered in my waste, but that’ll do. I’m leaving - you better have my worksheet tomorrow, or this time, I’m going to use you as my toilet directly. Understood?”

She nodded, still clutching her tail. She briefly considered just purposefully forgetting the homework, but she was more focused on serving her owner. 

“Good girl. Don’t leave until I’ve been gone for ten minutes.” Brynn opened the door to the bathroom and waved to her sub, then slammed the door abrasively, making the squirrel jump. She still couldn’t believe the events that had happened today - was this her new life? As soon as she was sure her queen was gone, she let go of her tail and reached a paw into her panties, fingering herself desperately and cumming in her clothes - she couldn’t possibly ask for a better chain of events! There was really no escape. She huffed in pleasure, moaning as she squirted over and over again - tomorrow was going to be so fun!