@jitensha meant to get back to this. I live how well you conveyed how noxious and terrifying the building died was for your shrunken insert character after she fell into the pissy shitty water.
After everything she went through, her humiliation is far from over. One of my favourite touches was imaging the ear piercing toot Nadia let’s out. Innocuous to a normal sized human, but loud as thunder and intimating enough your shrunken insert made the difficult choice of blocking her ears instead of shedding her nose and mouth from the putrid smell and taste of Nadia’s inavsive hurricane forced flatulence. Sounds eye watering 🥵.
I love how frantically you shout and plead, hoping to be heard as a colossal collection of feces slowly erupts from Nadia’s gapping winking asshole. 😉
And a stool bigger than the logs of fallen trees looms over your tiny fragile body. Again, the smell must be so toxic. I love the final acceptance of your present reality and you try to escape as smoller fecal meteorites sprinkle down around you until we reach the money shot.
A fabulous ending not only I’d your entire lower body been painted brown with the rancid stench of a goddess’ waste, she jet sprays a torrent of piss straight into your hair. I’m hopeful a few cup fulls of piss and shit landed into your hair, and snorted up your micro nostrils while you choked trying not to swallow 😇
But you’re right, if anyone ACTUALLY gave a damn about trafficking and CP then we would have… smartly designed laws put into place, not whacked-out sledgehammers like FOSTA and paternalistic corporate gaslighting because the fat cats know they can’t directly tackle the problem without alienating the folks who actually butter their bread. The emperor has no clothes.