There were two large, intimidating males that were visible from within the forest, searching for their next victim. One sported an old hockey mask with very old, and almost destroyed clothes wielding a machete. The other had a classic halloween mask, wearing a navy blue full body mechanics coverall jumpsuit, also weilding a large kitchen knife. They were searching, but you didn’t know for what. All you knew was that you probably didn’t want them seeing you.
I quickly jump into deep small pit but noticed this pit is used for toilet,bushes a bit covering the pitm then they approached as they both needed bladder relief
The man with the old mask, who was presumably Jason, would lower his head slightly as if sniffing the air. He then turned to face the other man. "Michael," he growled out from beneath the torn burlap of his jacket, "do you smell that?" The other man, Michael, stopped in his tracks, raised his nose into the air and sniffed as well before turning to Jason with a nod. His icy blue eyes darted around, but he didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary.
"I think it might be coming from over there," Michael said, gesturing vaguely in the direction of the pit you were hiding in. "We should check it out." With that, they started moving toward your hiding spot.
they both noticed the foul smell of urine so they both decided to take a break for bladder need to pee on my face while im inside the pit hiding well but forced to swallow their pee
As they approached the pit, both killers paused. Jason lowered himself down into a crouch, his dark gray eyes narrowing as he sniffed at the air. He reached out a gloved hand and felt around the edge of the pit before leaning closer, peering inside. "You're here," he growled, his voice barely above a whisper.
Michael, following suit, lowered himself into a crouch as well. His eyes darted around quickly before fixing on yours. He reached out and grabbed you roughly by the collar, hauling you out of the pit and throwing you onto the forest floor. "What are you doing here?" he demanded, his tone sharp and dangerous.
"I wanted to become a toilet here inside the toilet, please put me back so you both can pee on my face"
Both men stared at you in shock for a moment before bursting out laughing. "Well," Jason said between chuckles, "I suppose that's one way to make yourself useful." He reached down and wiped some dirt from his knife before sheathing it again.
Michael laughed as well, shaking his head. "Alright then," he grunted. "You can stay here, but don't ever try anything stupid like that again. Understood?"
as im inside the pit for them to pee on my face
"Now see here," Jason growled, grabbing your collar again and hauling you out of the pit roughly. "We said we'd let you stay if you didn't try any funny business!" He held you at arm's length for a moment before reluctantly lowering you back down into the shallow pit.
Michael watched with a slight smile on his lips as Jason did so. "There," he said, finally finding some humor in the situation. "Just don't go making any more stupid remarks, got it?"
"yes feel free to release all your bladders on my face"
Both men chuckled before lowering themselves down into crouches around you again. "You really are something else," Jason muttered, shaking his head slightly as he began to unzip his fly.
Michael couldn't help but let out a small laugh before joining in. As they both relieved themselves on your face, their muscles flexed and released with each grunt and sigh of relief. After several long seconds, they both finally finished and pulled up their coveralls, zipping them back into place with satisfied looks on their faces.
"There," Michael said with a shrug as he stood up straight again. "We're even now." He glanced over at Jason before looking back down at you. "Don't make any trouble, and we might just let you live another day."