Tara was a 28 year old ordinary woman. She worked as a cashier at a local store. She was tall and skinny. Her hair was dark, straight and greasy. Tara was also reasonably flat-chested and the uniform she had to wear while at the store, didn't do her any favors at all as it didn't help her looks at all. She was always polite with customers, but still despite handling maybe hundreds of customers every day, she was the type of woman to remain completely unnoticed.

It was Friday night, about 8 o'clock in the evening. Tara was servicing probably the last customer for the day. The customer noticed some strange tension in her movements but he quickly forget about it. Likely he thought that the cashier was tired at the end of her shift or just simply he cared for other things in his life. Of course, Tara would have kept far longer his attention if he knew her dirty little secret. Even if he knew, this secret didn't directly explained the weirdness in her behavior but it was more like a root cause. This root cause was hidden deep in her past.

About 9 years ago, shortly before her 20th birthday, Tara decided to adopt an anal only lifestyle. She had not taken lightly this decision. Initially she had had her doubts if she had taken the right decision, but at a later phase when she had gathered enough experience, she came to the understanding that she was fairly satisfied with all that came after. Not only that but recently, her ideas had evolved even more. She wanted to make one step further. She wanted to upgrade. And this was the real reason for her obvious discomfort that evening. But the client didn't know any of that and 5 minutes after he walked out of the store, he had already forgotten the female cashier who had just served him.

Half an hour later, at about 8:30 she got on the bus home. When she sat on her seat it hurt. It hurt a lot. She barely stopped herself from groaning loudly. An elderly lady and a young couple, who were also on the bus, noticed for a brief moment her discomfort. But they, like everybody else they made nothing of this and soon forgot her.

Tara got home with her last strength. She entered in the living room.

"How is imy anal girl?" this was her husbands greeting

"Fine... Tired" was Tara's response

"How is?..... Show me?"

Tara was hesitated. She had just entered and she hesitated for a second. Then she obeyed to his wish. Like she always did, but in that case she also craved to get out of her clothes and take a look. Actually under her clothes was the real reason for the bizarre moves and the physical discomfort she was broadcasting throughout the day. Early in the morning she had anal sex with her husband, after which he helped her to plug her ass with a plastic dildo instead of the usual butt plug.

During the years of intense anal sex her anal pipe had accomodated to variety of deep and wide penetrations. Not only that, but it has been 5 years she was wearing butt plugs almost all the time. This was a new experience. Quite different. The dildo was of a medium size - about 8 inches in length and 2 inches of diameter. Tara was used to have it in her ass, but she had never had it inside of her anal chute for more then 15 minutes. That day the plastic toy had stayed inside of her about 12 hours.

Tara had felt numerous painful contractions of her sphincter throughout the day. A few times she felt like she had to defecate immediately. Her own body had fought for 12 hours trying to expel the invader. Every time Tara had shut down that call. A few times she had pressed the dildo with her hand while servicing customers. Later she had found out that if she sat just on the slightly pointed edge of her chair, the edge itself was forcing the dildo further deep, counteracting the natural order of function of her bowels and sphincter.

Then she snapped back to the moment. Tara was naked in her living room in front of her husband. The dildo was embedded comfortably in her rectum. In that moment the toy was not going anywhere without a little help. Her husband pointed to the coffee table. She knew what that meant. Tara climbed and squated on the table.

"Come on" her husband encouraged her "Shit it out. Let's see what yoru hole looks like after half a day"

Tara started pushing but her own bod was not obeying at all. Would she be able to shit normally after all? She pushed again. This time she sensed something of a bowel movement. While she was on the bus she had to push the dildo completely inside of her. Even the base was pushed fully behind and through her spincter. The muscle started contracting painfully. Tara knew she was gaping badly. There was no way that her sphincter was actually closing the passage with all that plastic stuffed deep inside of her.

Tara pused again. And again. She was dedicated. And that was paying off. Her anal entrance contracted and dilated one more time. The base of the dildo finally protruded out. It hurt. She felt so stretched. Her husband was still filming.

"Come on darling. Show us your anal vagina"

Tara pushed and pushed and pushed. But the only thing she felt was pain. Her ass was so very stretched. It hurt even more than it had in the morning when the toy was inserted in her anal passage.

Tara moved a bit. She leaned backwards, still squatting, supporting her on her hands. Her husband moved a bit further away with the phone to capture a fuller picture of her. Tara turned her head to the side. She knew where the video was going to be uploaded. She knew that millions of people had been watching her anal only journey for the past few years and Tara didn't want her face seen on the internet. She was famous only with her anal hole and she preferred it that way.

Tara struggled. She tensed. Every fiber of her muscles clenched. Including her cunt. The camera caught every slight movement as Tara's body was trying to expel the plastic toy. She could feel every square inch of the toy's surface with her bowels. It stretched her. It hurt. She felt like her body had forgotten how to shit. She also knew that a lot of people would watch her struggle.

Tara pushed again. Suddenly a movement. Almost three inches of plastic were sticking out of her ass. She pushed once again with whatever strength she had left. Then suddenly in a one fell swoop the plastic dropped completely out of her colon and made a dull sound falling on the coffee table.

"Good girl! Come on, show as your ass... come on!"

Tara felt hollow. Her asshole was gaping obscenely. Her sphincter clenched in an attempt to close the passage. She sobbed. It still hurt. Her flesh was strained and swollen. Then with a loud fart her ass prolapsed. She sobbed again still trying to Her anal insides were now protruding out, even touching the surface of the table.

"Well, well, well.... Everybody... This is how my wife's fuckhole looks from the inside" he continued filming. "How do you feel honey?"

Tara was still looking away from the camera.

"Empty" she mumbled almost to herself. It was the first and only thing that came to her mind.

"Thank you, honey..." he paused "So this is will be all for the night." Her husband was talking for the recording.

Tara listened to his voice. She was fighting something inside of her. Then a moment before her husband turned off the camera, Tara opened her mouth.

"Wait..." her voice was low but confident

"What honey?"

"Fist me."

"What, you have never wanted that"

"Now I want it. Fist me. I can't stand it. I feel empty............... Please" she sobbed "I want to feel full again... please"

Her husband froze for a second. Tara lay down on the table.

"Come on, what are you waiting for" saying this she reached to the sofa and picked up the elastic shaping underwear she had worn all day to keep the dildo buried inside her ass. Quickly she evaluated that it will hide her face and put it on her head. It smelled weird as is insides were smeared with her vaginal and anal juices.

"Film everything" she invited him once again.

He positioned the phone to film everything - his wife lying on the table with her own underwear over her head, not to be recognized. She was begging him to fist her, already holdingher legs spread by the knees.

His fist slid in easily. Tara cried out of pleasure or pain, or maybe both, as he pushed her tender parts back inside. She had never felt so full before. He went deeper and deeper. Tara sobbed and cried as his hand was disappearing inch after inch inside of her fucking rectum.

"More!" she herself screaming or at least she thought she was screaming.

His hand moved inside of her displacing all her internal parts. Her eyeballs rolled in their sockets. He started moving in and out. In and out. Every time going just a bit deeper. And deeper. How was that even possible? Tara wasn't sure. Her mind was elsewhere while her body was happily being violated anally. She felt everything. Every big or small movement of his hand. She could feel even his knuckles. She could feel her ruined sphincter stretching even wider to accomodate his forearm. Tara was sure that if she took a little more from the same she would never be able to shit normally.

"More..." she sounded different.

Tara didn't need to go the bathroom like normal people. She was anal only. She chose it and she asked for it.

Fountain gushed out of Tara's cunt. She was urinating. Her bladder was no longer able to hold it in. That drove her over the edge. Her body convulsed. Her ass tried to spasm around his hand, but the muscles were too stretched. Urine was still gushing out of other hole. Wave after wave, the pleasure was destroying all the last walls of her mind. She broke. And then she black out. Her body finally calmed down and relaxed almost lifeless on the table.

...

Tara woke up later not knowing how time had passed. Probably not long, because she was still on the table. She could hear her husband in the other room. Every part of her body hurt. Especially her destroyed asshole. She rose leaning on her left hand and looked between her legs. As expected some of her anal interior was again outside of her loose sphincter. Her husband entered in.

"I guess you should get used to it..."

"Yeah probably...." her other hand started playing and poking the ruined anal hole. It felt good. "At least everybody will see the best of me... right?"

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