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After School Toilet WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, FART/BUTT FETISHISM, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. Parking lot B dosen’t get a lot of attention at my school. Probably because it was left out of the Wellview renovations, leaving a bundle of shitty brick buildings covered in moss and dirt. It only serviced a couple storerooms and a small hallway closed off by a door with girls and boys bathrooms. No one used those decrepit old things; the janitors never cleaned them anyways. It was a joke for anyone to walk down that hallway, be you a loser on the robotics team like me or a stunning, gorgeous star athlete like Jenna Hathaway. Regardless, this shitty corner had become our little haven. I took a step back as she hurriedly flung open the door. “Hey Jenna, I came as quick as I could. Do you wanna stretch first or maybe-”. Jenna pushed me against the miniature carpeted staircase, then turned around, holding my head in her palm. “Yeah yeah, let’s just get this over with. I’m meeting with Brian at 5.” We both tensed-the creaky old door hadn’t even fully shut yet. My face was caught between the crack of her volleyball shorts. I could taste her perfume, along with the sour smell ingrained in her underwear. “Oh my…” Jenna cursed as the door loudly shut behind us. I heard a gurgle, followed by her anus pushing against my nose. Silence, then: BBRRRRLLLRRRBBBRRRAAAAAARRBBBTTTTTTT! My extra curricular activities commenced. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jenna grunted, not even granting a second of repose for her 10 second fart. FFPPPLLLLLRRBBAABBTT! My nose inhaled as her butthole popped into my face. Weird right? Me sucking on the juicy, bubbly fart of the varsity volleyball captain, her willingly let me drool into her shorts. It always gave me goosebumps thinking how far we came as I inhale her cafeteria taco toots. PLLLLAAAAABBBBTTTTT! Who approached who with the problem? The geeky robotics kid who fetished farts with his own fanfics,(don’t ask, I have a whole folder on Deviantart to explain)? Or was it the desperate hottie with an unfortunate gasticular problem, trying to meddle through her problem while searching for a permanent solution? PPRRRBBBBLLLRRBBBTTTTT! Oh god, so delicious! I didn’t care anymore what she thought of me-we were both benefitting and we both saw fit to keep it that way. FFFFLLTTRROOOORRRTTT! A sauerkraut fart had me digging into trousers for my cock like a madman. My other hand ran along her curvaceous cheeks, sinking around my face like two soft throw pillows. My sick little mind had her twirling her long blonde hair along her fingers, her soft face in a sick grimace as the vibrations of her toot were pumped into my nose. “Hey, what are you doing?!” she said, stricken shocked. I knew my fantasies were just that-fantasies. “Wait till third bell is out! You haven’t even put your condom on.” Jenna also pushed my hand off her butt, reminding me of the rules and boundaries of our agreement. FFBBLLRRRLLAAAABBBTTT! Oh god, a 8 second flapping fart practically french kissing my lips. I moved my hands to her vagina crease. “ Jared, stop… or no more.” PPPRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I felt her thigh muscles flex before she pushed my hands away. Sometimes I really wonder if she meant it. No more eggy, sour farts like that spewed out for me. The softest, plumpest cheeks no longer resting on my face to test my devotion to the booty. Could she, would she really deliver on that promise. BBBLLLRRRRLLAAABBBTT! PPRRRRRAAAAPPPP! BBLLRRRRRRRRRR! I doubted it. “Oaaaahhhh!” Jenna sighed as her bowels uncontrollably began to loosen into me. Her three boisterous farts seemed to carry an important message: “Your time will come. Please don’t lose us, Jared.” So far now, I sniffed graciously, waiting for the final bell to ring. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The rules were probably a good thing for both of us. Jenna was in a relationship and no doubt wanted her gassy ass to jeopardize her and Brad or whatever the next guy was. I was too geeky to be seen with her, thus the secluded hallway. And the condom thing, well, protection never hurts, right? Even when you were an abstinence practicer all in high school with no chance of losing your virginity to a girl like Jemma. Life’s funny, am I right? PPRRRRLLLRRRRRRRRRR! Jenna crossed her legs, eyeing the window on top of the door as the school expelled all the kids home. I watched her clench those plump poop pillows with all her might, imagining my nose tucked in between. Delicate strength, was what it was. I waddled over behind her to catch a whiff of the dissipating fart. “Hey, stop fartboy, there’s still people in here.” She shoved me aside and I sat blue balled, watching her glare out the window and simultaneously respond to a sling of texts from what's his face. BBLLRRBBRRBBBB- Jenna literally had to stick her palm around the crack to silence her booming bubbler of a fart. That’s how insanely sexy she was. “Jenna come on...fuck it.” I said. I began unwrapping the condom, then re-wrapping it on my dick. “Jared…” she began to say, then bit her lip. She was about to burst. The last of the kids died away, happy to be going home. Meanwhile I was dying in anticipation right here. Jenna gave it a few more seconds...then sprung into action. Pants were torn down, her and I alike. She waddled over cutely as her pants wrapped around her ankles. I couldn’t contain my smile as her naked asscheeks turned round, spread open by her hands. Then, the angels sung as her asshole opened. BBBLLLRRRLLAAAAABBRRROOPPOOOOOTTTTTT! Ah, the true rippers I had been waiting for! Jenna sighed, relaxing on my face as her naked booty expelled a 14 second fart. And there was more: FFFBBBAAAAARRTTTTTLLOOTT! PPLLLAAAAAPBBBBBTTT! PPTTRRAAATTT-BBTTTPPPPSSOOTTTT! The farts seemed to blend into and interrupt each other. I couldn’t pinpoint a single lunch item, but her stench had simply assimilated into a grab bag of noxious smelly mixture. Bar none, her bubbly loud toots gave me the sexiest vibes and I tore my dick around like it was my mortal enemy. Jenna’s mortal enemies would come up soon enough. FFRBBLLLLAATTSSSTTHHHTT! Ah, the wet rippers, expelling a mixture of sour smelling ass juice onto her panties,(or my face in this case). I quickly positioned my mouth around her salty asshole as it pursed, collecting the moisture of the succulent goddess. “Jared, danger zone.” said Jenna. Our safe word, at least for her, when things got awkward. She lifted herself, clearly indicating that things were not to get too sexual. PPRRLLSSSHHLLRRTTTSSTT! Her pink pooper dribbled a slimy coating gently along the ridge of my nose before she sat back down on top of it. God, what I wouldn’t give to lick her asshole again...but rules are rules. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The last dying farts were some of my favorite...and the most tragic. BBTTRRLLLLRRRRRRRLLLL! Her milky toot seemed to express sadness as it died on my face. Poetic, I know. Jenna wiggled on my face, her asshole gently pushing in and out. “Ok, finally...almost done,” she whispered. BBLLTT! Only small riplets of her gas spooled out, the kind that she could hide amongst the crowd. They’d be unapreciated and invaluable to the world. I doubt her boyfriend,(is he even that?) would bend down to kiss her booty like it deserves. “Ew, bro, that’s so gross bro, huhuhh!” I could practically hear the douchebag in my head. PPRRLLPP! I just wanted to cuddle up to Jenna and her booty, kissing it goodnight and goodmorning whenever I could. My joy turned to sadness as she rose. Her asshole was covered in sweat and assjuice...meanwhile my dick was as dry as...well, a boner. Jenna held her nose, pulling out her phone again to text the douchebro. Then, she got a call. “Heyyy Jeremy,” she cooed, fanning the stink out of her talking space. “No listen, I uhh had to stay behind again. Yeah, I know, Miss Takei’s a bitch. No, it’s fine I can get a ride, you don’t need to...you’re where? Jeremy, wait no, don’t…” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Like a goddam spider monkey I lept, brandishing my boner in one hand, gripping her asscheek in another. So sexy, so divine. “What are you-!” I was fumbling to put in her asshole, so I decided on her vagina instead. Oh god! I fit like a glove, a predestined, every tightening glove. I’d never had sex before, nor been with a girl, but instinctual reflexes took over. I pushed and pulled with all my might. BBLLRRRAAAAAAFFFFFTTTTTTTTT! “OH! OH MY!” Jenna’s cries were half surprise half...I don’t know what. Her heavenly pussy smell mixed in with the dry curdled fart. I came instantly, in a blissful orgasmic state. Stupid me, I thought Jenna was pushing back to tease me. Her butt slammed harder, knocking me in the gut. I landed on the stairwell, where she made her attack. I was too inebriated to see her foot slamming onto my balls. “Ahhhh!” I’m sure the exclamation was louder than that. “AHHHHHHH! HOLY FUCK, OW!” That’s more like it. My balls screamed in pain while my head simultaneously whispered to myself… “fuck yeah...mission accomplished bro.” Stupid, so stupid. Jenna towered over me. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? JESUS I- did the condom fucking break?!” I was still yelping in pain...my balls were literally blue now, bruised entirely. We both looked, myself in tears, at the tip of the condom. It contained the clear, viscous white cum I’d become so accustomed to. I geuss this was Jenna’s first time ever seeing it. Too bad it had to be like this. To my surprise, she calmed down...until footsteps were heard outside the hallway. “Shit!” She whispered. She frowned at me, then picked up her pants...but not before bending down in my direction. BBRRLLLSSSSSHHOOPPPTTTTTT! The bean and rice flavored fart squirted a healthy dosage of assjuice onto my shirt. Jenna grunted, bending down further. She gripped a piece of my shirt, using it as toilet paper to cleanse her asshole. “Hurry up and clean. And don’t walk out till I give you the all clear. Got it?” She angrily pulled up her pants and gave me one last mean look. Then she hurried out the hallway, shouting Jeremy’s name. I took a second to sniff my shirt...I’d never be washing it again, I tell you that much. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Our largest moments leave us plenty of time for reflections afterwards. I sat in my car, thinking over my supposed victory when I received a snapchat on my phone...from Jenna. She was sitting in Doucebro’s car, a large frown and her middle finger pointed at the screen. “Do that shit again and I’ll pop your balls and shit down your mouth, faggot.” Icy words, those words and they left an impression on me. A weird, painful impression on my dick. I stared at the snap for it’s 10 second duration, fighting the pain in my testicles to let my boner rise.
PART 2 Parking lot B wasn’t for anybody. Not the popular kids, not even the rejects like me; there were cooler, less boring places to hang out. I sat near the stairs next to the bathroom, alone and bored, along with other flurry’s of emotion. In the closed darkness of the school, I stared at a screenshot I took from Jenna’s snapchat. “Do that shit again and I’ll pop your balls and shit down your mouth, faggot.” There she was, in all her angry glory. Long blonde hair and bright brown eyes on a cute face. Down below I could imagine her perfect athletic body with a booty tucked so neatly in her volleyball shorts. Jesus, how could I be so stupid to fuck that up? I thought back to me leaping into her vagina, last second. I was lucky to just see her naked. Future me wanted to punch past me in the face, then let Jenna kick my balls in...no, past me would probably like to have that happen...then again, so did future me. God I was fucked up. I hadn’t even noticed Jenna enter past my thoughts. I rose and there she was, still in her soccer uniform, long shirt, tight booty shorts I tried my hardest not to stare at. “Hi Jenna.” I started. “Listen I know you don’t trust me, but I-” She held up a hand and reached into her gym bag. “Just...hold on.” She sounded irritated, and looked so, fumbling in her bag. She pulled out a rice crispy treat. I watched in confusion as she unwrapped it and shoved it down her backside. FFFLLTTUUUUUUUTTSSSBB! “Ohhhh,” she exclaimed against the watery fart. My mouth hung open as well at the abrupt, rude ass rip. BBBLLLLLLRRRROOOOTT! Another bubbly, soupy fart, no doubt from a light diet of snacks mixed with plenty of water from her game. I breathed them in silently; we both knew I was a freak, but I tried to be a respectful freak. PPPTTOOTTTRROOTTBBTTT! A fart of many colours had her sighing in relief again. I turned to the side, trying to cover my boner...stupid athletic shorts. “Here, eat this.” She dug out the treat and handed it to me, folding her arms. “I-Jenna, what’s-” “Just eat it, Jared! I’ll explain on the way.” I took a whiff of the fart treat, filled with the taste of her salty, creamy toots. With one estranged glance, I bit into it. Delicious, heavenly...although I tried not to show it. “Finish it all.” she said bluntly. I chewed quicker, enjoying the pretzel fart taste without wasting a second. I felt dizzy...was the fart really that strong. “Okay...let’s do this.” said Jenna. “Do what?” I managed to get out. Then, I screeched...the half eaten treat came up to my chest. Before I knew it, Jenna’s pants were lowered and I met her pink rippled asshole in a new light. The sudden shock of insertion had us both exclaiming in unpredicted ways. BBBLLLOOORRRPPTTT! So did the juicy water fart. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I became a whole new deviant of fart fetishist inside Jenna’s asshole. BBBRRRLLLOOOOOOTTFFFFFF! “Jared, are you listening?” I heard her faintly call. I was listening, to the aggressive then soft fart blowing past like a gentle breeze. Her salty McDonald’s fries fart accentuated to the point of intoxication for me. I wanted more of it, and I got more it, from every direction. I licked her walls, which tingled at my touch. The rest of Jenna’s booty shivered along with. “Jared stop! This is what I’m talking about. You're just there to sniff and I guess, I don’t know, occupy, the space in my asshole. At least that’s how that Goddess woman put it.” FFFFLLTTUUUURRTTT! Oh god, the juicy chicken nugget flavor. “The what?” I managed to creep out. Jenna sighed, sounding like she was a mile away past her ass fat. “The Goddess that sold me that rice crispy. It’s some weird Goddess magic I read about online. It lasts for a few hours, so long as you’re inside. So no going out while I’m with Brian, under ANY circumstances.” PPLLLLRRRFFFFFFFFFF! Why would I leave this ocean of ass smells at any time?! “Mmmm, Brian who?” “Brian my boyfriend Brian. Holy fuck, ARE YOU LISTENING?” She went through the date they planned at his house, how she was trying to have a nice night without her gasticular problem fucking it up. I was in La-La Land, meanwhile. BBBLLLOOMMMMPPTT! God her farts sounded so different in here, like a fart cave with surround sound speakers! I was rock hard as her asshole slid me along the slimy bounce house of poop smells she released. If I ever wondered what it’d felt like to penetrate Jenna, here was somewhat of a revelation. FFLLLRRRRFFFFFFFF! I got lost in another silent fart as she laid down the ground rules, no talking, squirming, blah, blah, blah. I imagined a her saying it seductively, in a cute little Giantess way. “No squirming sweety, pretty please.” She’d shove me into her asshole with a giggle, greeting me with a hefty fart. “That’s where my poopy comes from, so please...be gentle.” A large, seductive moan as she gently shits me out, letting get a perspective of her booty from the outside. God, all this was a dream come true...can a guy ask for another step further? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Reality came crashing in hard as we eventually got to Brian’s doorstep. “Hey girl, whaddup?” I could hear. Then I felt Jenna’s booty walls crush in as their hug drove into an ass grab. BBBLLLRRRSSSSTTTT! A soft fart echoed out. God, this Brian guy sounded like a douche...I wonder if he could smell or hear what he was getting into. “I can take it, Jenna, let it loose!” I shouted. FFFBBBBLLLLLLOOOOOTTTTT! Perhaps the aggressive flapping fart was to shut me up. Their conversation continued, regardless of the greasy fart shoved in my face. Dammit, no dice. On the plus side, a delicious fart of ketchup smell for me to mull on. “Do you wanna get something to eat girl?” the douche-jock said. “Nah, I already ate, thaannkkss.” said Jenna, spell struck by his douchey romance. I heard distinct, sharp noise, like a sticker being peeled off- a long kiss. PPPPRRROOOOOOTTTT! I couldn’t even get excited at the quick exited ripper Jenna expelled. It was like a true sign of where her heart was at. This fucking joker got a kiss, where the nice guy got a fart to the face. Poetic, I geuss. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PPTTTRRROOOOFFTTT! I tried my hardest to get lost in the beefy toots Jenna graced me with. Douchebro made it harder with his fucking rants and ravings. I picked up little pieces past the droning farts here and there. His car, some other bitch that was getting him trouble, his failing grades. Future college dropout in the making. But Jenna seemed to be eating it up. “Oh really? Uh huh.” PPPTTRRABBTT! BBBLLLAAPPTT! FFRBBUUTT! Her asshole seemed to be nodding in agreement. I never realized the inner behaviorisms of it till now. It was almost like her gasticular problem had been tuned to her personality. FFFBBOORRUTTSTT! So juicy, so delicious and cute. This guy would probably never appreciate her little twerky perks. I soon heard the kissing noises again. Then Jenna’s booty shifted across the couch. Things were getting naughty. FFLLLOOUURRGGHTT! Jenna’s aroused farts smelled different, a little sour. Her ashole had a strange pucker in delight-I wish I could drive farts out like that. PPRSSLLAABBOOLLLLFFF! “Ohhh….yeah.” She moved up and down, presumably her pussy fingered and her neck kissed. Gross, douchebro’s fingers could be felt from here! And he wasn’t even hitting her “spots”! “Little to the left, dickwad, that’s where the clitoris is.” I muttered. “Shutup,” Jenna whispered. BBBLLRRRAAABBBOOTTT! “What?” “Oh nothing, sorry.” Jenna said. Douchebro and her got naughtier. It came to a point where I tried to ignore them with the best of my ability. “That’s just one...really big finger, going in and out of her.” I thought. Of course it wasn’t. BBLLRRTT! FFBBOOT! PPSSAABTT! BBLLAABBUUTT! Her asshole even acted sort of like a queef mimer as douchebro went in and out. I slid along the length of her anus, trying to reason for my own sanity. “Listen to him grunt. He’s not even doing it right, just shoving it all the way in and out. Besides, I was in her first, dickbag, enjoy sloppy seconds.” FFFLLLOOOPPRRTTT! God, that wasn’t a reasonable conclusion, thank Jenna booty. My actions could be considered rape by some courts, I geuss. Which was why I took horrible events to Brian’s actions. “Brian no. Brian no, no…” Jenna whispered firmly. Then I felt it, piercing like the moon in an open sky. I shrieked as his rod just barely scraped the surface. BBBLLLRRRRBBOOOTT! Her booty obviously didn’t want him inside; as a reactionary impulse, her fart sent him out again. “Yeah, uh no sorry.” he muttered. They went back to business. What a fucking dickbag!...was what I thought. Would I do the same thing? BBBLLLLOORRRFFFBBFFFFUTTTFFFF! It was more of an expulsion of funky smell than a fart. I gagged; this smell was something much different. Her booty grumbled again and I faced the same, hot expulsion. PPRROOOFFBUUULLLLLFFFFFFF! The warm breeze turned to a sauna of hot, sticky mess. I began to sweat profusely and every word sounded like a struggle. “Jenna I...too much...Jenna!” She ignored my cries and while I suffered inside her until Brian eventually came, obnoxiously. Then, the firestorm came. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They kissed gently for a few more minutes. I was dying in this hellstorm. “Excuse me,” she said, softly planting another kiss before getting up. It all happened in a blur. Jenna walk-sprinting to the bathroom, her pants undone, and the hellish fart that started it all. BBBLLLRRWWAAAPPRRSSHUUUTTSSTT! I rocketed headfirst into the toilet water, struggling to stay afloat. Not only was the swashing toilet water a difficulty, her rancid shit rained down like hellfire. “OaagghhGHH!” Jenna grunted like a beast as the shart sent down another liquid load. PPPTTUURRPPTTTTUSSLLTTTT! This was no gentle toot. Harsh, hot sludge poured down on my head in droves and I gagged. I considered diving back down into the toilet water; her shit had completely mixed within...there wasn’t a clean spot in the bowl. FFRLLTTRRAAASSSHHATTTTTT! It was like liquid shit rain-maybe she had a Mcflurry or two? I couldn’t describe the texture better. When all was said and done, I could barely speak. BBBWWAATTRRRSSSHOOTTTT! Jenna exclaimed gently as the last of her shart sent driblets of shit spit and fart into my resting place. “Jenna..” I managed to squeak out. She hurriedly got up and knelt down with a piece of toilet paper. I was rinsed off in the sink while Jenna flushed three or four times. Slowly, I regained consciousness. “What...the hell…?” I muttered. She sighed, looking back to where Brian was calling. “Everything okay out there?” he called. “Yeah I’m fine, just doing my hair.” Jenna called sweetly. She ran the sink and flushed the toilet one more time...it still smelt like a cow farm in here. “Jenna, I can’t take much more,” I whispered. She nodded, wiping her ass one more time with the toilet paper. “Alright hold on. We’re leaving pretty soon.” I was scooped up, shoved back in her pooper. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jenna couldn’t wipe the insides of her asshole, where most of the hell still resided. FFFTOOSSHHHHHH! The farts were silent and strong. It smelt like a burp from someone who just threw up in here. It was hot and stink ridden. They were kissing for too long, saying goodbye for too long. The cool air-conditioned car air came all too late as Jenna farted me onto her car seat. BBWWAAARRRTTTTTTTTT! Her asshole vibrated against the car seat as I rocketed to the back. “COUGH! Don’t push...COUGH...too much...there’s still some back there.” I managed to get out. Jenna sighed in relief. “Thanks,” she said, exasperated. There was silence and awful smell. I closed my eyes and I was normal sized, under Jenna’s beautiful bum. BBBLLLOOOOMMPPPTTTT! There was another rancid, acidic fart, just under my nose. Normal sized, it smelt...well, unique. At least not like it’d kill me. I breathed in the taste, committing it to memory, like a dog. It was pleasurable...but Jenna wasn’t up to the smell. I could make out her gently crying. We still haven't moved out of Brian’s driveway. I gently shifted my mouth out of the wide expanse of her gentle ass. I wanted to say...something to comfort her. Problem is, I didn’t know what was wrong. FFBBLUUUURRRRRRRRRRR! The sad fart droned into my nostrils, still pumping her shit smell into my face. Jenna was sobbing now, quite noticeably. I don’t know what drove me to do it, but I sunk my jaw back under her ass expanse. And I tongued her vagina. Silence. Was Jenna going to kick my balls in? Hell, she’d already shat down my mouth. I started out gently, her pussy lips licked and bit. Then, I dove in, up and to the left, just like those pervy cuntilingus videos taught me. PPRROOOOFFFFFFFTTT! Her asshole pulled double duty in my mouth and nostrils. I took general stock; sour, with a milky taste. Her sex farts. I went deeper harder. BBBRRLLOOOSSSSSSSS! A silent, gentle expulsion into the back of my mouth. Jenna exclaimed. And I felt a hand on my dick. She stroked and I licked, to the gentle rhythm of her booty. We didn’t leave Brian’s house for a half hour. I sat under her ass, covered in vagana juice and my pants stained with semen. “This one on the left?” Jenna said. “Yeah, 6024 Strant Street.” I muttered underneath her assfat. She sat back down, the soft juicy pussy lips kissing my own lips. BBBBRRRRRRRTTTTT! She pulled over and sat up, pulling up her shorts. I exited without a word. “Check your phone.” Was all she said. I nodded and went inside without a word.
PART 3 I took Jenna’s fart with all the willingness of a devoted fart fetishist. BBBLLLLRRRFFFFFFTTT! Hot, soft, and creamy it came, like sour buttered popcorn and milk. Her anus shuddered as I inhaled, nesting in it’s scent. I’d like to think Jenna was subconsciously acknowledging me. In reality, she was moaning on the outside as her actual boyfriend thrusted inside her vagina. PPTTOOLLLLLOOOTTT! I caught the remnants of her excitement, trapped in her asshole. I doubt her douche boyfriend would stick around if I popped out. What would I say? “Whew, hey pal, it sure is smelly down here! Can you tell your creepy girlfriend to let me out for a second, maybe let me hang a few air fresheners down here?” BBRRAAAAAPPPBBTTTT! Sorry, i got lost sometimes in the gravity of her monumental toots. I counted the minutes turning to hours at Brian’s house. When Jenna got to her car, then my appreciation would begin. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I heard Jenna’s car door slam and felt her booty smush into her seat. FFRRRPPPPPTTTTTT! She farted, but her asshole didn’t launch me into her car seat for some after-sex pleasuring. Instead I heard: “Jared, I need to make a...stop, real quick. Can you stay hidden? Just for a little longer?” I didn’t know if this was some heartbreaker or not: minus, I didn’t get to revert to normal size, sniffing her asshole and jacking myself off normally underneath her. Plus side, I got to stay a miniature buttplug, enjoying the sensual sounds and smell of the depths of her bowels. PPRRRROOOOOOOTTT! An airy expulsion of bean toot convinced me. “Sure, no problem Jen.” I got to call her that now. No one got to call her that, not even Brian. So Jen drove, casually ripping a few scented songs in my face. “Yeah can I get a number five, small please…”. Yum yum for her, a quick stop at taco bell. BBBLLLOOTRRTTOOTTFTT! Yum yum for me, a bubbly meat toot that had me licking her asshole as it hummed around me. Brian could never appreciate her farts like I could...like I doubt anyone could. They continued and I felt Jenna rub herself with a free hand. Success for a short mile, this was at least somewhat arousing for her. BBBLLLLLRRRRRTTTTTT! Or she had an itch down there that really needed scratching. I’d like to think it was me. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She was gigantic, at least the parts that terrified me. She held a booming laugh holding me close to her oversized breasts and prevalent tummy. “There he is, the little fart sniffer! How long have you been shrinking this one?” I shook in the woman’s hands...something wasn’t right here. She was gorgeous, terrifyingly so, but her tone was viscously ugly. “Oh, I don’t know...two or three weeks,” Jenna replied meekly. “Ah, then he should have some experience!” Before I knew it, the woman threw me into her withdrawn yoga pants. A world of pressure and pain came as she squished me between an ass twice the size of Jenna’s. Then: FFRRROOLLOOOTTSSSSSHHHLLPPPFPPPFFFFFFFFBBBLLLLRRRAABBBOLOOOTTTTTTTTTPPPPMMRRRPPPTTTT! The fart lasted a full 20 seconds and was all flavors of disgusting. The woman giggled as her asshole shouted. “Hmm, he takes it like a true fart eater! HRGH!” PPLOOOMMMMPPTTRRSSSFFFFTTTTTT! Another 10 seconds of fart launched stinky smell and hot ass goo onto my face. The taste was horrendous, a mixture of silent eggy farts and viscous mucus wet shit-sharts. I could barely contain myself. The woman undid her pants, tilting her enormous booty which spilled over the car seat to Jenna. “Look at him, still breathing! I wasn’t holding back there little one, you’re quite the trooper! Your owner must be so proud!” Her wet anus punched my back as I stared into Jenna’s face with horror. She was blank faced watching the Woman’s asshole envelop me on all sides, the gaped pink monstrosity it was. “Let’s see how you’ve fared inside, little one!” Her finger pushed me a centimeter forward and I screamed as her asshole ate me alive. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BBBLLLWWWWWOOAAATTTFFSSSTTTT! A monster fart sent me rocketing into the woman’s hand with a trail of slime coating me. “You see, not even passed out yet?” said the woman, her asshole drooling over my head. “I like the easy ones for my day to day gassing. The struggling ones, that’s for playtime my dear. Ha! Oh, allow me…” Jenna turned to her side, sporting her cute little pink butthole. I took my last breath of fresh air as I was pushed into Jenna’s pooper with a little struggle. “You take good care of him sweetie! Oh and post pictures! The Goddess society loves to hear from our younger members!” “Um, thanks, I will.” said Jenna. She grunted and I was graced with a hot taco fart. BBLLLRRAAFFFFFFOOTTT! It was muggy and strong, like a desert storm drying off the ass spittle. The woman laughed as I gagged inside-I’m hoping Jenna was put up to this. “Goodnight my little fart mistresses. And best of luck with your tiny!” Jenna’s booty was given a smack as the woman left the car. Jenna drove away for a solid minute-then shat me onto the seat. “I’m sorry Jared. I’m really, really sorry. I didn’t know she would...god.” In an instant, I’d grown back, resting under the soft pillowy booty I’d grown to love. So caring, so gentle, at least until-FFRRRRPPPPTTTT! That. Jenna sighed as the greasy asshole kissed my nose. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. I kissed her asshole and she shuddered in surprise. “Jenna,” I said solemnly. “What’s going on?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jenna was still crying at the end of her story. I held her close to my chest, trying to take it all in. She signed up for some Goddess club. They said they’d help with her “gas problem”. They gave her the shrinking treats for me to eat. Now she was roped into their club, with some pretty dire consequences. “Jared, I can’t-I can’t stand my farts.” she said with a snivel. “Please, please don’t let me get shrunk with that woman. She smells…”. I sighed as Jenna’s tears returned. “Like shit. I know.” Jenna nodded. My life was in her hands. If she didn’t keep up with her Goddess duties, she could end up a tiny like me. Except without a desire, or ability, to take the farts. BBBLLLLLLRRRRRRTTT! Even after the whole ordeal, I sniffed as the fart rumbled out her yoga pants. So cute and smelly. My hands found their way to her buttcheeks...where the idea took place. “I want anal.” I whispered the words gently in her ears. She processed it in a second. It was like a dream. Her hands maneuvered around her waist and I soon felt her creamy cheeks coat the top of my dick. “Anything.” she whispered and planted a soft kiss on my lips. BBBTTOOORRRRPPPOOTTTT! Her fart raced across my dick as she turned around and began riding me. I was lost in the flurry of tits bouncing through her shirt and the warm, tight asshole around my dick. FFFFTTTOOORRRPPTT! BBLLAAAAAPPBBTTT! Her musky, horny farts trickled out as my dick exited. I took in deep whiffs between the cotton in her shirt. Through a series of miracles and trials, she was finally mine and I was finally hers. |
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