MommyMisfit and Hillbilly Femdom: A Groveling Addict's Never-Ending Struggle with Diarrhea
Waking up in the morning to the familiar routine of waiting for methadone, Will couldn't help but feel the familiar pangs of withdrawal. His stomach churned with nausea and his intestines were already beginning to spasm, anticipating the inevitable diarrhea. The urgency to get to the bathroom before he started dripping out was almost unbearable.
Just as he was about to give up and lay back down, he heard his MommyMisfit calling him. He mustered up what strength he had left and made his way downstairs to her apartment. She was already sitting on the couch, wearing her signature pink robe, her eyes glued to the TV screen.
"Hey, baby," she greeted him with a warm smile, reaching into a bowl of chips on the coffee table and offering him some. As he took a chip from her hand, he couldn't help but notice the sticky residue on her fingers – it was his from earlier this morning. It made him cringe inside, but he tried not to show it.
"Thanks, Mommy," he said, his voice quivering just a bit. He was more nervous than usual today; he could feel the diarrhea starting to seep out of him already. He sat down on the other end of the couch, trying his best to keep his legs still and his pants dry.
"You look nervous, baby," she said, glancing over at him with a raised eyebrow. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Just a little anxious about today's dose, I guess."
"Aww, don't be nervous, sweetie," she cooed, patting his knee sympathetically. "We're here for you."
Before he could say anything else, the doorbell rang. "That must be your fix," she said, getting up from the couch. "Stay here and finish those chips; I'll get it."
As soon as she was out of sight, Will's stomach dropped. He knew this was coming – the moment he'd been dreading all morning. He couldn't hold it in any longer; the diarrhea was pouring out of him now. He stood up quickly, his pants already soaked through, and rushed to the bathroom just in time.
Minutes later, Will emerged from the bathroom, feeling relieved but also ashamed. He knew that this was his life now – a never-ending cycle of addiction and humiliation at the hands of MommyMisfit and her Hillbilly Femdom crew. Would it ever end? He didn't know anymore. All he could do was wait for the next dose and hope for a miracle.
