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 Author: poor celain
Title: Make a Swish Foundation - The Induction
Part: I
Universe: bottomservant's Life of Tyler
Summary: Tyler's step-mother sends him to the Make a Swish Foundation.
Keywords: NC, Fm, infantilism, humil, heavy scat, corporal

   Make a Swish Foundation-Chapter I: Day One, the Induction

   Tyler arrived at the Make a Swish Foundation in a heavily drugged
condition, and he was amazed by its beautiful landscaping and architecture
which he observed coming up the drive--yet quickly forgot about as his mind
meandered through the pharmacopeias of his particular prescription; Laura,
his rather stern step-mother, had given him one gram of opiated hashish and
two Viagra pills.  He kept getting a hard-on and losing it; then it would
return and he wasn't able to hide his erection, which was sticking out of
his pants.  Laura sat alertly beside him enjoying his predicament and she
too seemed to be in awe at the splendid quality of the beautiful grounds,
the topiaries, the hedges, and the entrance to the maze.

   Tyler was wearing his sailor's suit, which made him look all his
fourteen years, in which he also looked ridiculous, which had caused
adjustment problems for him in regular school, so it was that this school
offered him a new beginning, and a place to be accepted as the sissyboy his
stepmother wanted him to become.  Although he had wanted his father to
attend his indoctrination to the new school, she had quashed it, saying
that this was "girl's business."

   The taxi pulled up at the front door and Laura and her step-son emerged
before the grand entrance to the place.  Tyler was a bit agitated because
he needed to go the bathroom; his mother hadn't let him go pooh-pooh for
several days, and besides that he had to pee.  From the trunk the driver
brought out Tyler's sparkling pink suitcase covered with glittering stars
and rainbows and placed them on the steps.  Tyler watched in awe as the
front doors opened.  A young boy, not much older than Tyler, came out from
the building totally naked and was sporting a very hard erection that
appeared to be drooling with pre-cum.  The boy's lips appeared to be
painted brown with a thick lipstick, and he continually collected the white
syrup from his cock and sucked it into his mouth as he came down the steps.


   Within a minute, the boy gathered Tyler's pink suitcases and returned to
the building.

   A moment later, the head mistress Juliana emerged from the entrance. 
Juliana was a large red-haired woman, about six feet tall and very comely.
She was dressed in a blue leather corset that presented her large rock-hard
breasts, a pair of tan Jodhpurs with a heavy-duty black zipper that ran
from the top of her crotch all the way around her ass.  She wore black
riding boots and, on top of all this, she sported a very large black rubber
strap-on dildo harnessed into place that seemed to point at anyone who was
looking at it.  Tyler just stared at her with fear as she came down the
steps towards him, the dildo bobbing in the air.  As she directed herself
to Tyler his penis shriveled.  Her fierce dildo bobbed through the air but
seemed to correct its course towards his face.  Finally, Juliana stood
before him.  Since Tyler was only about four feet tall, and because she was
on a higher step, the dildo head of Juliana's strap-on was sticking
directly in his face.  In his drugged condition, the front of his white
sailor pants became yellow with a trickle of pee.

   Noticing his reaction immediately, his step-mother apologized for her
son's misdeed and thanked Mistress Juliana for taking him on.  She assured
that Tyler would obey and be a good little girl.  Mistress Juliana said,
"You should say your goodbyes."

   Laura turned to him, "Now I am leaving and I want you to behave and
follow every order Mistress Juliana gives you.  You are here to learn to
eat shit and suck cock.  When I take you back you must be skilled in both
these things.  After that, I will invest you as a total whore and
piss-drinking slave.  While you are here you will follow instructions and
do as you are told.  The rest of your pathetic life will be spent licking
and worshipping turd, eating shit, sucking cock and pussy, and showing
everyone how much you enjoy it.

   With that, Tyler's step-mother returned to the cab, shut the door and
drove away.

   Mistress Juliana led the much drugged Tyler to her office, at times
supporting him as he really wasn't himself.  The drugs he was on seemed to
affect his ability to navigate the hall.  In her office, there was a fire
burning in the Victorian fireplace, and on the wall there was a collection
of whips, canes, quirts and riding crops.  The chair in front of her desk,
where Tyler was obviously supposed to sit, sported a twelve inch dildo,
standing straight up, affixed with a fat suction cup to the seat.  Mistress
Juliana indicated through gestures that Tyler should take a seat, but he
chose to stand, nervously, waiting for whatever was next, hoping he
wouldn't faint.  Mistress Juliana walked up to the boy and began to
evaluate him.

   "The first thing," she said, "we have to get you out of those clothes. A
sailor suit is cute for a young man, but you are here to learn to be a
queer sissy boy shit-fag."

   She then unzipped his trousers and pulled them to his ankles.  To his
embarrassment, his penis stood out proudly before him, apparently loving
this and the earlier humiliations of his situation, especially in his
intoxicated and drugged dream-state.  His new mistress then slowly grazed
her perfectly manicured nails across his small but extremely hard erection
with great satisfaction.  "Well, this is a good sign," she said.  "I can
see you are sexually responsive to the treatment you are getting.  I am
sure we will be successful in our training.  Now get the rest of those
clothes off, immediately!"

   Somewhat confused, and still drugged, Tyler undressed before her and was
soon standing buck naked next to the chair with the enormous dildo that
seemed to sway in the wind yet always righting itself towards the ceiling.
Mistress Juliana gathered up his sailor boy costume and tossed it into the
fireplace, happy to watch it burst into flames and smoke.  Tyler's small
penis was still erect and in fact was beginning to trickle pre-cum in a
thin white rope that was making its way to the floor at his feet.

   "Very nice," Mistress Juliana said.  "You are going to be very happy
here.  You mother was right to enroll you in our program." She then
addressed him to the dildo on the naughty seat before him.  "You don't have
to sit on that today," she said.  "But get your legs apart!  Move yourself
over so that you can feel the head of that fat dildo against your rectum.
One day soon, you will get excited anticipating its presence just within
reach of your butt hole."

   Tyler obediently moved his feet as far away from each other as possible.
This meant slightly squatting and his penis and testicles were widely
exposed, not to mention the brown rosebud of his anus.  He maneuvered
himself to where he could feel the dildo head touching his rectum.  Juliana
examined his stature, running her hand between his buttocks and reaching
under to cup his balls, and directing the dildo closer to the hole between
his cheeks, nestling it in between his cheeks.  His cheeks clenched up,
embracing the dildo head.  Laura smiled.  She then removed her hand and
moved behind her desk and sat down.

   "I can see that your mother keeps you nicely shaved and pink," she said.
"This is good for a sissy shit whore." Lifting up a big yellow flower
basket, she placed in on the desk in front of Tyler.  The basket was
overflowing with nasty objects.  Tyler could see two or three dildos, a
butt plug, a dog bowl and a pink sippy-cup with little clowns.  There were
also child-safe plastic utensils and several pairs of plastic panties with
animal pictures on them.

   "This is your welcome basket," she said, removing the dildos one by one
and placing them on the desk before Tyler.  The biggest dildo, also twelve
inches long and about three inches wide, she stroked as if she were
masturbating it.  "These rubber dildos will help you learn how to hold a
man's penis, perform hand-jobs and fellatio, and how to hold the head of a
man's cock in your mouth while he urinates.  The smaller dildos are to
train your asshole so you can take it up the ass."

   She then displayed a leather penis gag with a big fat rubber dick head.
"This," she said, "is for when you complain too much.  Your training can
continue but you will be forced into silence and will be able to continue
to adjust to having a cock-head in your mouth.  It has a urethra so we can
force piss into your mouth."

   She then reached for the fat butt plug.  "Your butt plug will be worn
when you are not performing other duties.  You are expected to keep it
clean, but you are only allowed to clean it with your mouth!"

   The head of Tyler's penis suddenly emitted a new surge of white cum that
drooled down to the floor, and Mistress Juliana noticed it immediately. 
"Excellent response!" she exclaimed.  "That brings us to the sippy-cup!"

   Placing the pink sippy cup on the desk, she began to describe its
purpose.  "This cup will be your constant companion.  It will always be
filled with piss!  Observe!" she said.  Mistress Juliana removed the top of
the sippy cup and placed it in the middle of her desk.  She climbed up on
the desk and unzipped the crotch of her Jodhpurs from the front all the way
back to her ass.  Lifting her huge strap-on out of the way, she then
crouched, providing Tyler with a vision of her pussy and ass, and began to
direct her torrent of urine into Tyler's new sippy cup.  When the cup was
nearly full, she stopped her golden stream and both of them watched as a
few dribbles collected on the desk.  She then got down from the desk and
took her seat again, her crotch wide open and her legs wide spread, the
rubber cock bouncing in the air.  She noticed her froth floating on the top
of the pee.  She began to finger herself.  "Screw the lid back on," she
said.  Tyler instinctively did as he was told.

   Juliana continued, "You will drink from this cup all day long and it
will always be in your hand, whether you are in class or walking on the
grounds, or at dinner.  Whenever it is empty, it is your duty to ask
someone to fill it up for you.  There are plenty of girls and several
security guards on campus who will be happy to oblige, to keep you drinking
their piss.  If you fail to keep it full or fail to keep drinking from it,
your punishment will be severe."

   Several yellow and pink pastel t-shirts came next.  Each one had a
glittery motto on the chest, such as "Fluffer", "Toilet" and "Piss Fag". 
Juliana explained, "These shirts constitute your weekly uniform and are
meant to help you learn to be yourself and understand your purpose in
life". She continued, "Most of the time, you won't be allowed to wear
pants. But for special humiliation training, there are these..."

   Mistress Juliana then laid out several pairs of pink plastic sissy pants
that were decorated with teddy bears and yellow ducks.  They were equipped
with a locking mechanism and there was a small elastic hole in the front
for the penis and balls to go through.  The elastic was intended to close
tightly around the base of the cock and balls like a cock ring, sealing the
genitals outside the treasure zone of the plastic pants.

   "The penis hole is so that your penis will always be visible to us while
we evaluate your progress," she said, "and so we have access to your balls
for brutal punishment.  As long as your penis is partially or fully erect
we will know that your training is going well; so long as your balls are
beaten, we will know that you are with us.  Otherwise, the plastic pants
are meant to be your poopy toilet, where you will shit whenever you are not
shitting for other purposes.  And, by the way, you will not shit without
supervision or permission, but only when instructed.  When you do shit, you
will always do it squatting and directly into your plastic pants.  You may
be required to defecate at any time, and you may be required to carry the
shit load with you for several days at a time.  You must remember, when you
urinate, that is called pee-pee.  When a girl, a woman or a man urinates,
it is called piss.  When you defecate, it is called pooh-pooh; when a girl,
a woman or a man defecates it is called shit.  While you are here you will
never shit or piss, you will only pee and go poop, and only when you are
given permission.  When you want to fill your pissy cup--Oops, I mean sippy
cup-- you will request piss; when you need to eat shit, you will ask for
shit, not pooh-pooh.

   Now Juliana removed the large, sparkling white porcelain dog bowl and
set it on her desk.  Around its edge the words "SHIT EATER" were emblazoned
in dark brown letters making it very clear what its purpose was. 
"Eventually," she said," you will be eating shit from this bowl for the
daily amusement of everyone.  You will become an expert at devouring big
fat chewy turds and lapping up runny shit as well."

   Tyler's erection suddenly erupted with a full ejaculation which shot up
and hit him in the face, while some of it made its way to the pool of
pre-cum on the floor in front of him.  His face and upper body turned a
lobster red dripping with white gooey embarrassment.

   Mistress Juliana chuckled and then acknowledged, "I guess I don't need
to ask you if you have anything to say, not with that cum all over your
face.  Now take your faggot fingers and scoop all that white spunk into
your mouth and lick your hand clean.  After that I want you on your knees
licking up all the sperm from the floor!"

   In his drugged state, Tyler did as he was told.  His dick was still hard
and dripping more cum onto the floor before him.  He wiped his face clean
and sucked up all the sperm and licked his hands.  When he was finished,
knowing he had no choice, he submissively got down on the floor and began
licking up all the jism he could find.

   Juliana instructed further, "While you are down there you may as well
get your first beating.  You should be aware that you will be beaten every
day, at least once.  Get you're ass up in the air where I can reach it, and
keep your knees apart!" Mistress Juliana went over to her collection of
riding crops and whips that were displayed on the wall beside her desk. 
Selecting her favorite crop, she slowly walked in her riding boots past
Tyler's face with his tongue on the floor and moved around behind him,
staring at his perfect little bottom the whole way.  "Raise your ass
higher," she instructed, and he did so, presenting her with a fine target
for a good ass-whipping.  She said, "Now reach behind you with both hands
and spread your butt cheeks.  I want to whip your anus.  Keep them spread
wide while I whip you!"

   Again, Tyler did as he was told.  He reached up behind himself and
spread his ass cheeks apart, exposing his rectum to his new Mistress. 
Mistress Juliana noted that her strap-on dildo seemed to be bobbing up and
down in front of his anus while she prepared to deliver the first blow to
his ass.

   Helpless in her own right, Juliana reached down and fingered his
asshole. Digging deeper, she noticed that Tyler had a turd up there, and
she swiftly removed her finger and sucked it into her mouth.

   "You have shit up there!" she declared.  She raised the crop and brought
it down quickly against his fingers and buttocks.  The next blow was
carefully targeted to his anus, a blow that drove his face and tongue
deeply into the pool of scum before him.  Then she began whipping his ass
wildly, delivering blow after blow for about ten minutes.  When she was
done, after she finally experienced her orgasm, as she stood over his
quivering body and told him, "My boy, you are a natural!  Now I am going to
fuck you up the ass."

   Dipping the fingers of her right hand into the open jar of petroleum
jelly on her desk, she greased up the rubber dildo that protruded from her
harness.  She then kneeled down over her charge and began to gently and
slowly feed the dildo into Tyler's rectum.  "Relax and push out," she
instructed.  "Take it!" she said.

   Tyler, as drugged as he was, cried out but tried to relax to allow the
dildo easier and less painful entrance to his body cavity.  He groaned as
the big fat rubber cock slid deeply into his anal passage, painfully
pushing his turds back into his lower intestine.  Juliana began to fuck him
slowly, deeply, and thoroughly.  Tyler's cock became hard again, and he
wiggled his ass carefully to give her better access.  She then began to
fuck harder and faster and fucked him straight for about twenty minutes,
she herself having several orgasms during the process.  Giving him a
generous reach around, Juliana jerked his cock as she fucked him and he
came again, but she continued to fuck him up the ass even though he was no
longer excited and all his cum was spent.  As she tired, she withdrew the
dildo and stood above his totally fucked body.  His anus was relaxed and
stretched, gaping unbelievably wide open and seemed to breathe and quiver
like a dark cavern of flesh.  Juliana sighed with satisfaction, and she
experienced perhaps her tenth orgasm, looking down into it.  She then
noticed that her strap-on dildo was covered with Tyler's shit, thick clumps
of dark feces from deep inside Tyler's asshole, some pieces at least two
inches thick.

   Tyler was shaking on the floor, sobbing.

   "You know what you are supposed to do now, don't you, toilet?" she said.
Tearfully, quietly complaining in groans, Tyler got up on his knees, turned
about, and began to eat his own shit from the head of her dildo.  He took
the big clumps first and seemed to have no problem moving them to the back
of his throat and swallowing.  Once the larger pieces were gone, Juliana
grabbed his head and began fucking his face.  "That's it my boy," she said.
"Keep eating and sucking, eating shit and sucking.  Worship it, run your
mouth along the fat dildo shaft and suck down the shit slime.  What a good
little shit eater you are." Against his will, Tyler's youthful cock began
again to stand at full mast while he paid his respects to Juliana's
shit-covered rubber strap-on.  "Soon," she continued, "you will be doing
this for real big cocks and be able to consume larger amounts of shit!"
Despite himself, Tyler ejaculated again, this time all over Juliana's
riding boots.  At fourteen, his testicles were very productive.  The only
reason Juliana noticed was because he seemed to quiver and shake with the
rubber cock head in his mouth.  Looking down, Juliana could see what had
happened.  "Lick that cum off my boots immediately," she said.  "All that
cum belongs in your mouth and stomach!"

   Again, submissive Tyler followed directions and did as he was told.

   "I think you have done very well during the admissions interview,"
Mistress Juliana said, looking down at his shamed red face, his
shit-covered lips.  "It is good that you like to be ashamed!  But I will
teach you to take pride in your humiliation, and to eat real turds and suck
real cock.  You will also learn to eat pussy and asshole with great gusto.
We have a lot of girls here, and they are dominant.  You will be allowed to
masturbate only once a week, on Friday evenings after dinner, under
supervision, of course.  Otherwise, it will be okay if you cum while
performing sissy or toilet duties, so long as you are not caught
stimulating yourself with your fingers and hands.  Except on masturbation
day, your ejaculations must be involuntary!"

   "Now it is time to show you to your room.  You will crawl naked before
me, with your welcome basket on your back, and your ass in the air.  We
will go down the hall to your room and you can get some rest in preparation
for tomorrow.  You will need your rest!  First, put these on." Juliana
tossed a pair of knee pads on the floor; they were decorated with images of
toilets.  "These will protect your knees," she said.  "You will be doing a
great deal of crawling while you are here." She also tossed him a pair of
pink leg warmers for his lower legs.

   Tyler sat up, placing his naked bottom on the floor and slid the
kneepads onto his legs up to his knees.  Then he rolled on the leg warmers
and looked very girlish.  "Now get up on all fours," she said.  "Get your
back straight and keep it straight." Tyler did as he was told and was soon
on his hands and knees.  Juliana placed the welcome basket upon his back
and replaced the objects that she had used to educate him regarding the
Foundation's expectations of him.  The dildos and plastic panties glistened
in the light, but since it was all on his back he couldn't see it.  She
then retrieved a dark brown permanent magic marker from her desktop and
began to write the words "FUCK HOLE" across his ass, one word on each cheek
and an arrow underlining each word pointing directly to Tyler's ass crack,
like directions.

   "Let's go!" she said, opening the door to her office.  "Keep your ass in
the air." Tyler crawled out the door into the hallway.  He was careful to
keep the basket balanced on his back.  As his head emerged into the hall,
he could hear and see people walking all around him.  Mostly they appeared
to be young girls in equestrian costumes, all of them carrying riding
crops. The younger girls appeared to be completely naked, nothing to adorn
them but sluttish red make-up and a gold chain around the waist.  From his
lowly angle he noticed another young boy pushing a platter down the hall
with his face.  It seemed to Tyler that the platter had several steamy
turds laid across its surface as it went by.  He could smell the feces. 
Tyler was grateful that he wasn't pushing a plate of shit through the hall.

   THWACK!  Tyler felt the sting immediately and nearly lost his balance.
Mistress Juliana had brought down the riding crop across Tyler's ass. 
"Keep moving, bitch!" she said.  "Always keep your eyes low!  Eyes forward!
You should pay attention to whatever is going on below a person's waist. 
You are here to learn about genitals and excrement, so stop trying to get
to know anyone for any reason.  Your life no longer exists above the waist.
You are going to become a whore and a toilet that is all."

   At the far end of the hall, Mistress Juliana and Tyler seemed to arrive
at their destination.  She removed the basket of sex toys from his back and
placed it by the entrance, an opening that did not seem to have a door. 
"Get up," she said, "and examine your quarters."

   Tyler stood up and stepped down into the room.  He examined his room
carefully.

   It was tiled from ceiling to floor, like a bathroom, but there was no
toilet.  There was, however, a drain in the corner and a power hose curled
up on the wall.  The walls were decorated with enlarged detailed digital
photographic glossy prints of enormous turds and penises, some erect and
some hanging large and low.  The ceiling was a super-realistic painting of
a woman's asshole shitting down into the viewer's perspective.  In the
opposite corner from the drain, a rubber mat was laid out as a bed with a
pillow-like object that was actually a latex reproduction of a woman's
bottom, complete with an asshole and vagina from behind.  It looked as if
someone had packed the rubber asshole and the butt crack with feces.

   By now, Tyler was nearly bursting with the need to go pooh-pooh. 
"Mistress," he said, "I need to go to the bathroom.  Where is the toilet?"

   Juliana looked at him and shook her head in disbelief.  She said, "Well
that would be you!  It must be time for your first pair of plastic
panties!" She then handed him his gift basket.  "So which pair does the
piddle snivel bunny like the most?"

   Tyler then swooned and fainted, overcome by the drugs and exhaustion,
and all the events of his day.