Ass - Temp to Hire - O**** (Patreon)

God, this guy would not leave me alone. He’d been bothering me constantly, asking me to turn him into my ass for a month. Sure I have the cutest little ass, so I don’t blame him. And sure, I have the magic to do it, but he was just so gross. I finally agreed just to get him to stop bothering me. I met up with him and used my family’s magic to transform him into my ass. I agreed to let him talk to me telepathically when he promised not to bother me until the month was over, or the deal was off. He wanted the ass experience after all, and asses don’t talk. I fully intended to keep to the agreement, but I soon learned something very important about the spell that I hadn’t known before. I had always been pretty gassy, which wasn’t exactly ladylike, so my friends would make fun of me constantly, even though I tried to hide it. They would call me names like “gassy Heather” and pretend to put on gas masks when I came by. But in the weeks that I had a human transformed into my ass, all of that changed. He decreased the frequency and severity of my flatulence significantly. So much so that I could easily hide it. But honestly, that wasn’t the best part. It took me a couple of days to realize it, but I soon learned that I no longer had bowel movements! I never had to take a shit! My new bodily resident seemed to absorb it all! Eventually, the month ran up, but I made a choice and did nothing. About a week later, I heard his voice in my head, asking why I hadn’t turned him back yet. That’s when I dropped the bomb on him. It was just WAY to convenient to have him there, so I was keeping him! Then the floodgates opened and he screamed in terror at me, explaining how terrible it was to absorb my waste, how he could taste it and feel it inside of him. He was bothering me, so I decided to fix it, thought not how he wanted: I cast a spell of silence over him, trapping as nothing more than my ass.