A(n ass) crack started from the bottom of Chewy from Twice's oversized chin and ended at the bridge of Chewy from Twice's nose.
It began inching it's way upward, gradually reaching Chewy from Twice's raggedy hairline after being exposed to oxygen after Brittany pulled the mask off.
While this was happening, Brittany sat rigidly, transfixed by the supernatural phenomenon. Things like this aren't supposed to be possible in real life, especially not in this tiny little crusty old middle of nowhere town called New York City!
The most magical thing they had around here was that old Ťřé, and all that did was change people's appearances by sealing their bonds using fate and photosynthesis.
The crack took a second to stretch out and lengthen, mirroring the wide curve of Chewy from Twice's smile.
Now Brittany was scared. Chewy from Twice was laying on the ground, defenseless. What was Chewy from Twice so happy about?
Following her instincts, Brittany hopped back onto her feet and stepped back, but pfFFT FLLDURYEHEY SPLAT!!!
A large, drippy (it was wearing Nike) piece of poop had dislodged itself from the crack and landed itself onto Brittany's face.
Naturally, she licked it off. Mmmm, taesti.
Brittany saw another batch bubbling towards the surface of Chewy from Twice's face, and took it as her cue to run. She needed to clog that poop, but how??
The poop lodged itself onto the sides of her esophagus, reminding the abg of the tasteful euphoria her tongue had experienced before she'd swallowed it. But now it felt gross and sticky.
She supposed it was fine though, as she had dealt with grosser sticky liquids being poured down her esophagus before.
Brittany sprinted backwards, taking refuse beside a large Oikawa shaped bush.
Beside it laid a thicc muscular branch, wide enough to clog Chewy from Twice's crack.
But that would prove to be quite difficult as Chewy from Twice had now gotten onto Chewy from Twice's feet, Chewy from Twice's signature shit-eating (now literally) grin sliding into place.
Chewy from Twice's eyes were unfocused and hazy though, so Brittany took this opportunity to grab the stick and charge at the crack.
Raising her arms above her head, Brittany let out a main character rival fight anime face off yell as she brought her tool down to lodge into Chewy from Twice's strange opening.
However, another chocolate coloured fountain of waste showered over her, this one strong enough to knock the wind out of her lungs and push her back.
The ground swayed at her feet as the poop continued to spray out, now licking at her phat philas. The abg rubbed her eyes, attempting to stay conscious as the sweet smell overrode her mind's voice of common sense.
Brittany saw the sky tilt backwards as her eyes fought to stay open. The abg felt her fingers loosely drop the stick while her body was pulled under an ocean of shit, freeing her mind from all her concerns.
This wasn't too bad, she thought. It was squelchy and warm. It also smelled like her robotics shirt when she wore it for a week straight.
A voice cut through the thick silence in Brittany's mind. A scratchy monologue, sounding like the owner had been deep throated by sandpaper.
"You're mine now..."
The crack opened wider and wider as Chewy from Twice breaststroked across the muddy sea to retrieve Brittany's submerged body.
The crack flapped open, leaning open to take Brittany as its hostage.
Feeling too tired to scream, the abg merely closed her eyes again before the sharp cry of an unexpected guest rattled her eardrums.
Then, there was nothing but(t) black.
