Bleach Anus Naturally Novels & Stories

I bent forward slowly, brushing my teeth with care, spitting into the bowl as gently as I could. Not the most graceful thing, but I didn’t care. I was brushing sitting up. That alone made me feel like I’d won a battle. She waited patiently, holding the bowl steady. For days now, I haven’t used the toilet. Not once. Not even to pee. Dr. Ralia says it’s normal. Says my intestines are healing. That they were injured during the poisoning, and it’ll take time before they respond again. “When they wake up,” she said, “you’ll likely stool strange colours. Maybe even experience discomfort.”

I wrinkled my nose, pulling open the washroom cabinet door to get some bleach. Alex sniffed loudly and said, “It doesn’t smell any different than usual. Are you sure you’re not just smelling things?” “No, it’s awful!” I replied. “Cleaning so early in the morning?” Alex’s mom was at the door of our washroom, peeking in as I was pouring bleach into the toilet bowl and getting the cleaning brush out. “Mom, what are you doing in here?” Alex asked. “The door was open. Anyway, it’s not like I haven’t already seen what you two get up to.”

~~ Dahlia ~~ The second I slammed my hotel room door shut, I bolted straight for the bathroom like a woman possessed. Not for the toilet, not for the shower… no. For the sink. I snatched my toothbrush like it was a weapon, slapped toothpaste on it like I was squeezing venom from a snake, and shoved it in my mouth. Scrub. Scrub. Scrub. “Oh my God, oh my GOD,” I garbled around foamy bubbles, staring at my own reflection like I was in a horror movie. “I’ve been assaulted. My lips have been… contaminated. I need bleach.“

She scooped the basket of hard bleach off Effie hands. "You don't need so many cleaning agents for one toilet." "Here," She handed them three different brands of antiseptic and bleach. "This should be enough." *** Credits to G****e on hotel staffing info.

I dive to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. Even that part of my morning routine is far from positive. As I reach the sink, I wonder for a second why our anti bac wipes – the ones that I used to clean the toilet yesterday – are sitting where I expected my make up remover wipes to be. I realise why, when I gaze into the mirror and see my face; I look like I’ve undergone a skin graft on a burns unit. Oh Christ. Only I, would encourage my best friend to nuzzle his face into my boobs and remove my make up with household bleach in a single bloody evening. How do I manage it?

The many washes did not make my eyes any less red, but it made the tears stop and made my vision clear enough for me to see a bottle of bleach on the wood stand above the toilet seat. My hands trembled as I held the bottle in my hand, thinking over and over on the idea I had just conceived and the words I had said to Nana. ‘I get to choose how I die,’ I thought. If this did not kill me, at least it would kill the baby. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth wide and chugged down the bottle of bleach. The reaction took a few seconds, but I soon began to feel stings in my stomach. “Argh!” the pain increasingly got worse. I grabbed my stomach and staggered out of the bathroom, trying to get to the b

Ahnyla nodded, wiped her tears away and took a deep breath before entering into the room where the girls were laughing and talking. “Ma’am you should have warned us before we sat down that these were toilets.” Lucky said giving the staff the stink face “You right friend, because we don't sit on nobody’s toilet seats but our own, I don't know how many asses has been on this thing.” Mina said as she tried to hover over the toilet. “Oh don't worry, that is a fresh never used toilet cover.” The woman said smiling at Mina. “Yall worried about the wrong shit, Is my cookies the only one that feels like she ate a York peppermint patty?” Lynn said as she removed the cape, that the staff laid over the

With a rather loud gush, it splashed into the bowl. "That's disgusting," she said, wiping herself. "Yes, it is. Think of that when you put food in your system which is hard to digest. It's why you should eat lots of fruits, vegetables and bran or other high fiber items in your diet to help cleanse your system from the inside. There's less build up if you do. Mix up another bag and we'll repeat it." Wendy followed my instructions and prepared another enema, doing everything herself this time. When she evacuated her bowels this time, it was much cleaner. She was young, so that was in her favor.

His eyes were staring fixedly, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. However, the desire to survive overwhelmed everything. Barzel’s hand did not stop. He continued to tear open his anus. Soon, a warm breath was held in his hand. It was a section of the smooth and greasy rectum. Barzel immediately grabbed the rectum and pulled the intestines out of the torn anus. It was like pulling out a rope covered in butter. Some mucus and blood flowed on it. It dripped onto the ground continuously. There seemed to be a white hot air rising up.

he informs me as I unlock the door. Once I am in the hallway, I run to my personal bathroom, and still wearing the clothes, I turn on the water. Under the sink, I have a bottle of bleach, and I pour as much as I can over myself. If I could, I would drink it as well. After I use the entire bottle of bleach, I remove my clothes and use what I have left of my soap to wash my hair. I even used it to clean my mouth again. I don’t know what I would do without Safia. She always blocks all the worst parts of my abuse for me.