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Amazonian Invasion WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, SCAT, ANAL VORE, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Queen Sasha felt her cart begin to shift downwards. She heard a pained grunt, then felt the cart tip over sideways. “Stop!” She commanded. The carriage stopped, along with the invading army of Amazons. Sasha spoke; “Helena! Bring the whelp to me!” Queen Sasha’s most trusted guard appeared by her side. Helena was almost as tall as Queen Sasha, and almost as large. However her muscle was transferred in place of Queen Sasha’s booty fat. Helena easily picked up a trembling, tired young boy and held him by his neck for her Queen to observe. Queen Sasha lifted her waist, exposing the sweat and shit stained loincloth. “Here Helena; give the tired boy rest under my booty.” She said. PPPRRRBBBTTTTOOTT! Queen Sasha unleashed a gargantuan fart, making the boy and his comrades under the cart cough uncontrollably. The boy pleaded with what little breath wasn’t being sucked away by the harsh garlic and curry smell. Queen Sasha smiled, taking in the boy’s frightened face beneath her crotch. The boy stared up in agony at the pale, white cheeks, large as a bus windshield. “Carry onward!” Queen Sasha commanded. As the cart picked up once more, Queen Sasha slowly enveloped the slave under her ass. FFFFLLLRRBBBBTTTTT! Understandably so, the boy began to suffocate under her hot fumes. The sun made her ass sweat and the Queen had ate a diet in preparation for battle. PFFFPPOFFOOTT! The boy was assaulted with a mixture of meat and bean diet as her loincloth pressed against his face. Amazon farts were deadly enough, but Queen Sasha had much more booty to work with...meaning much more firepower. “Hhgghhh!...ahhhhh!” Said the Queen as her buttcheeks tensed, then released. An SBD slowly trickled downward, sending the boy in a painful, stinky mess. “Oh I know you can’t handle the smell my dear,” said Queen Sasha, fanning the glorious fumes her way. Her smell mixed in with the smell of fear and desperation she found oh so enticing. “This is your payment and the payment of all your brothers. You exist to serve Amazon booty. Anything else is, well, a gift.” PPPPLLLBBBBTTTSSSS! The slave chokes, water gagged as the wet fart stained the Queen’s pant’s. “Every slave serves a purpose, boy,” the Queen continued. Her cheeks mashed around the boy’s body like an anaconda. “I believe soon, you will perform yours”. FFWWWOOMMPPPTTT! The boy let out a strained scream as the egg and steak poured into his membrane. There was little chance he would survive to the destination. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A dark skinned boy stood in front of a line of slave soldiers. He looked stronger, more confident in himself than his partners. Queen Sasha stomped over, hoping to intimidate him. He stood his ground. “We will have no more of your servitude, she witch!” He cried. “We stand united as one!” Queen Sasha laughed and stood over the boy. She stood as much as three as him and could easily smother him between her breasts and booty. “What is your name, boy?” She asked. “I am Rasheid, and we are the Slave Union!” He cried. A small warcry came from his comrades. Queen Sasha laughed and turned towards her guards. “Well then, they stand united. But I do believe you are missing a member.” The Queen turned round then undid her belt. She squatted, showcasing her ass in all it's majesty. FFFRRRWWLPTTTT! Sasha smiled as she grunted, picturing the horrified look on the boy’s faces as her asshole expanded to capacity. Slowly, she pushed the log out of her asshole. The young men in front were honored with the stench of her butthole fragrance. PPRRRBBBTTTT! Audible gasps were heard as the slave boy who faulted the cart dropped to the ground. “I hope you don’t mind me carrying your friend. Don’t worry, I had friends to keep him company for the trip.” PPLLLBBTTSSHHTTTT! Sasha’s already expanded asshole rushed forth a slurry of dry sludge. It slowly plopped on the boy’s corpse, disgracing it’s presence. PPLLRROOHHHHPP! A disgusting squelch shut her poop hole, bringing one unfortunate boy to puke. “Now, I am down one less slave and as you can see, my asshole needs cleaning.” FFRRPPSTTHTTT! The Queen allowed a small spray of shit to coat the front row of boys. “Now, do you boys want to come back to your posts peacefully? Trust me, there’s plenty of room in my anus if you cannot calm yourselves.” The Amazons behind their Queen cheered and hollered, taunting the young boys. Rasheid huddled in with his comrades, discussing their fate. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rasheid came forward as the boys trembled behind him. Queen Sasha and the boy stood beside her pile of shit. The smell seemed to bother either of them. “Sasha! I challenge you to a duel! If you best me, we will return peacefully. However, if I win, you will allow us a confederate alliance outside of your jurisdiction!” Queen Sasha gave the boy a fake bow. “I humbly accept your puny request.” She said. Her hands moved to her hips, giving a challenging pose. “Make your best move.” Rasheid raised his spear, jutting it in the Giant Amazon’s direction. He circled round her, and she didn’t even flinch in a direction. Suddenly, the boy ran between her legs, raising the spear to stab. FFFFLLRRRAABBTTT! The boy was met with a strong gust of stinky gas. He shook his head, still frustrated he could taste the crusty shit smell of his slave comrade. Rasheid yelled and charge, this time, stabbing the spear into Sasha’s stomach. Before he could do so, Sasha pushed her foot forward. The boy ran into it headfirst, and fell to the ground stunned. The boys friends gasped in horror as Queen Sasha bent above the boy’s face. PLLBBBRRRRLLABBRRTT! A raw, eggy fart exploded out the Amazon’s anus. Visible fart particles could be seen sucked into his muzzle. Past the coughing, Rashied gave an angry scream and grabbed onto Sasha’s underwear. He yelled, thrusting the spear into Sasha’s backside. She gave a hearty laughter as the boy pressed the spear into her cavernous cheeks. “You will need a much sharper tool to pierce my buttocks, boy!” FFRRRLLABBOPPTTT! The boy held fast against her cheeks. BBRRRRMMMPPPTTT! POOOOOOTTTT! Past the disgusting, overwhelming smell, the boy held on. “Fine, have it your way, boy.” Queen Sasha said. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Time seemed to slow to a halt as Queen Sasha made her move. Effortlessly and carelessly, The Amazonian Queen simply fell backward into the dirt. The boys watched helplessly as their leader disappeared into her buttcheeks with a sickening CRACK. FFRRROOMMPPPPTTTT! “Ahhhh, the sweet smell of victory.” Said Queen Sasha. She sniffed, taking in the sultry smell of her ass and the shrill screaming of the boy beneath her. His face barely stuck out, bloodied and in a mess. Queen Sasha bent her face to her booty, smothering her own face in her fumes. “Now, boy,” she whispered. “You must watch the consequences of your folly.” PPRRLLPPPPPP! A small fart produced a groan from the boy, sending a shockwave of pain through his broken joints. “Guards!” Called Queen Sasha. “Take the slaves. Dead or alive!” A booming battle cry was heard from the Amazons as they charged forward. Rasheid watched in disgust as his friends tried to run away. Scores of Amazons flung their buttcheeks between the boys faces, launching farts into their faces and prying their mouths open for waste disposal. Queen Sasha laughed excessively as the slaughter took place. “Don’t worry boy, you’ll get to live to tell this story”. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Queen Sasha relished the bubbling toot escape her backside. BBLLRPPBLBLRPPBLRPP! A cascade of light green bubbles encapsulated her stink, released at the surface for her bath slaves to smell. They turned their noses away for their own sanity. Queen Sasha took a deep whiff, very much enjoying the smell of her ass against the soap. She reached for another plate of jumbo nachos, swallowing it whole. BBRRRRAAAAPPPTTSSS! Her ass farted more harshly out of water, spraying an unfortunate slave behind her with bath water. He fell into the tub, beneath the Queen’s ass. Unbeknownst to her, she had a pleasant surprise beneath her once she sat back down. PPRRROOOOLLBBPPTT! The boy’s escaped air of terror met with her underwater methane. Queen Sasha pushed harder, quite enjoying her little after battle struggle. PPRRRPMMPSSTTHT! She accidentally sharted on the boy underwater, eventually encouraging him to escape her backside. Queen Sasha stood above the boy. He hung his shit covered low, not daring to speak out of turn. “Shall-shall I clean your anus, My Queen?” He asked out of breath. The boy began to grab a sponge and separated her cheeks. “No need, Jasper,” claimed the Queen. She bumped her ass backwards, pushing him into the shit water. No doubt he would have difficulty draining the shit later. “I require only a towelling off. I have another slave to tend to my asshole.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rasheid stared at the Queen’s robed backside. His eyes turned wide in fear as the white silk made way for her exposed asscheeks. Her pink butthole was coated in a drippy black shit from her bubble bath, still stinking. The soap was no detriment to her creations stench. “You have an option before you, Rashied,” said Queen Sasha, placing herself upon the bed. The boy backed away as far as his chains allowed. “Since you have a knack for disobeying your betters, I’ll allow you another chance.” PPRRLLPPPP! Her butthole gently pushed out a dry fart, seemingly to not allow any shit to escape her crack. “You will be allowed to clean my ass crack, down to the fleshy, pink center. If you do a good job, you will be allowed to become one of my house slaves. A glorious and fitting end to your rebellious manner.” Rasheid was now backed up against the bedframe. With nowhere to go, Queen Sasha surrounded him between her buttcheeks. She sighed, savoring the wonderful feeling of victory before continuing. “However, if you feel that your freedom is worth more than your life, feel free to keep your tounge to yourself. In which case;” FRRRRRAABBPPTTT! “This will be your last night in my chambers.” The Amazonian Queen let her asshole stick around the boys face for a few moments. Slowly, it suckered off with a smack, puckering around his face for an ansewer. “The choice is yours boy,” continued Sasha. “But be mindful, I’ve eaten plenty of bean and cheese nachos. You can survive my booty overnight...provided I push my ass in the right direction.” PPPPRRPPPPP! A rippling fart kissed the boys face and he became acquainted with the nacho cheese stink. Moments passed in silence, saved for the boys struggled, disgusted gags. Queen Sasha felt a mighty rumble in her booty. It was quite large, bringing forth a fart of epic proportions. She considered just shoving the boy head first into her asshole, masturbating to the feel of his struggled breaths against her fart ripples. However, she felt a moist tickle on her asshole. It traveled around her anus, along with the struggling sounds of a pathetic slave. Queen Sasha smiled, holding the fart in for a worthy struggle. She sighed, lumping her asscheeks onto the boy’s face. Her added weight didn’t end his commitment. Rasheid spent the night as her bedmaid, gracefully turned away from her mighty cheeks. Every night he spent with her ass, feeling the rumbling toots fling against his back. The eggy smells seeped over his shoulders, reminding him of his everlasting defeat against the mighty Amazonian Queen.WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, SCAT, ANAL VORE, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Amazonian Invasion Queen Sasha felt her cart begin to shift downwards. She heard a pained grunt, then felt the cart tip over sideways. “Stop!” She commanded. The carriage stopped, along with the invading army of Amazons. Sasha spoke; “Helena! Bring the whelp to me!” Queen Sasha’s most trusted guard appeared by her side. Helena was almost as tall as Queen Sasha, and almost as large. However her muscle was transferred in place of Queen Sasha’s booty fat. Helena easily picked up a trembling, tired young boy and held him by his neck for her Queen to observe. Queen Sasha lifted her waist, exposing the sweat and shit stained loincloth. “Here Helena; give the tired boy rest under my booty.” She said. PPPRRRBBBTTTTOOTT! Queen Sasha unleashed a gargantuan fart, making the boy and his comrades under the cart cough uncontrollably. The boy pleaded with what little breath wasn’t being sucked away by the harsh garlic and curry smell. Queen Sasha smiled, taking in the boy’s frightened face beneath her crotch. The boy stared up in agony at the pale, white cheeks, large as a bus windshield. “Carry onward!” Queen Sasha commanded. As the cart picked up once more, Queen Sasha slowly enveloped the slave under her ass. FFFFLLLRRBBBBTTTTT! Understandably so, the boy began to suffocate under her hot fumes. The sun made her ass sweat and the Queen had ate a diet in preparation for battle. PFFFPPOFFOOTT! The boy was assaulted with a mixture of meat and bean diet as her loincloth pressed against his face. Amazon farts were deadly enough, but Queen Sasha had much more booty to work with...meaning much more firepower. “Hhgghhh!...ahhhhh!” Said the Queen as her buttcheeks tensed, then released. An SBD slowly trickled downward, sending the boy in a painful, stinky mess. “Oh I know you can’t handle the smell my dear,” said Queen Sasha, fanning the glorious fumes her way. Her smell mixed in with the smell of fear and desperation she found oh so enticing. “This is your payment and the payment of all your brothers. You exist to serve Amazon booty. Anything else is, well, a gift.” PPPPLLLBBBBTTTSSSS! The slave chokes, water gagged as the wet fart stained the Queen’s pant’s. “Every slave serves a purpose, boy,” the Queen continued. Her cheeks mashed around the boy’s body like an anaconda. “I believe soon, you will perform yours”. FFWWWOOMMPPPTTT! The boy let out a strained scream as the egg and steak poured into his membrane. There was little chance he would survive to the destination. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A dark skinned boy stood in front of a line of slave soldiers. He looked stronger, more confident in himself than his partners. Queen Sasha stomped over, hoping to intimidate him. He stood his ground. “We will have no more of your servitude, she witch!” He cried. “We stand united as one!” Queen Sasha laughed and stood over the boy. She stood as much as three as him and could easily smother him between her breasts and booty. “What is your name, boy?” She asked. “I am Rasheid, and we are the Slave Union!” He cried. A small warcry came from his comrades. Queen Sasha laughed and turned towards her guards. “Well then, they stand united. But I do believe you are missing a member.” The Queen turned round then undid her belt. She squatted, showcasing her ass in all it's majesty. FFFRRRWWLPTTTT! Sasha smiled as she grunted, picturing the horrified look on the boy’s faces as her asshole expanded to capacity. Slowly, she pushed the log out of her asshole. The young men in front were honored with the stench of her butthole fragrance. PPRRRBBBTTTT! Audible gasps were heard as the slave boy who faulted the cart dropped to the ground. “I hope you don’t mind me carrying your friend. Don’t worry, I had friends to keep him company for the trip.” PPLLLBBTTSSHHTTTT! Sasha’s already expanded asshole rushed forth a slurry of dry sludge. It slowly plopped on the boy’s corpse, disgracing it’s presence. PPLLRROOHHHHPP! A disgusting squelch shut her poop hole, bringing one unfortunate boy to puke. “Now, I am down one less slave and as you can see, my asshole needs cleaning.” FFRRPPSTTHTTT! The Queen allowed a small spray of shit to coat the front row of boys. “Now, do you boys want to come back to your posts peacefully? Trust me, there’s plenty of room in my anus if you cannot calm yourselves.” The Amazons behind their Queen cheered and hollered, taunting the young boys. Rasheid huddled in with his comrades, discussing their fate. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rasheid came forward as the boys trembled behind him. Queen Sasha and the boy stood beside her pile of shit. The smell seemed to bother either of them. “Sasha! I challenge you to a duel! If you best me, we will return peacefully. However, if I win, you will allow us a confederate alliance outside of your jurisdiction!” Queen Sasha gave the boy a fake bow. “I humbly accept your puny request.” She said. Her hands moved to her hips, giving a challenging pose. “Make your best move.” Rasheid raised his spear, jutting it in the Giant Amazon’s direction. He circled round her, and she didn’t even flinch in a direction. Suddenly, the boy ran between her legs, raising the spear to stab. FFFFLLRRRAABBTTT! The boy was met with a strong gust of stinky gas. He shook his head, still frustrated he could taste the crusty shit smell of his slave comrade. Rasheid yelled and charge, this time, stabbing the spear into Sasha’s stomach. Before he could do so, Sasha pushed her foot forward. The boy ran into it headfirst, and fell to the ground stunned. The boys friends gasped in horror as Queen Sasha bent above the boy’s face. PLLBBBRRRRLLABBRRTT! A raw, eggy fart exploded out the Amazon’s anus. Visible fart particles could be seen sucked into his muzzle. Past the coughing, Rashied gave an angry scream and grabbed onto Sasha’s underwear. He yelled, thrusting the spear into Sasha’s backside. She gave a hearty laughter as the boy pressed the spear into her cavernous cheeks. “You will need a much sharper tool to pierce my buttocks, boy!” FFRRRLLABBOPPTTT! The boy held fast against her cheeks. BBRRRRMMMPPPTTT! POOOOOOTTTT! Past the disgusting, overwhelming smell, the boy held on. “Fine, have it your way, boy.” Queen Sasha said. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Time seemed to slow to a halt as Queen Sasha made her move. Effortlessly and carelessly, The Amazonian Queen simply fell backward into the dirt. The boys watched helplessly as their leader disappeared into her buttcheeks with a sickening CRACK. FFRRROOMMPPPPTTTT! “Ahhhh, the sweet smell of victory.” Said Queen Sasha. She sniffed, taking in the sultry smell of her ass and the shrill screaming of the boy beneath her. His face barely stuck out, bloodied and in a mess. Queen Sasha bent her face to her booty, smothering her own face in her fumes. “Now, boy,” she whispered. “You must watch the consequences of your folly.” PPRRLLPPPPPP! A small fart produced a groan from the boy, sending a shockwave of pain through his broken joints. “Guards!” Called Queen Sasha. “Take the slaves. Dead or alive!” A booming battle cry was heard from the Amazons as they charged forward. Rasheid watched in disgust as his friends tried to run away. Scores of Amazons flung their buttcheeks between the boys faces, launching farts into their faces and prying their mouths open for waste disposal. Queen Sasha laughed excessively as the slaughter took place. “Don’t worry boy, you’ll get to live to tell this story”. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Queen Sasha relished the bubbling toot escape her backside. BBLLRPPBLBLRPPBLRPP! A cascade of light green bubbles encapsulated her stink, released at the surface for her bath slaves to smell. They turned their noses away for their own sanity. Queen Sasha took a deep whiff, very much enjoying the smell of her ass against the soap. She reached for another plate of jumbo nachos, swallowing it whole. BBRRRRAAAAPPPTTSSS! Her ass farted more harshly out of water, spraying an unfortunate slave behind her with bath water. He fell into the tub, beneath the Queen’s ass. Unbeknownst to her, she had a pleasant surprise beneath her once she sat back down. PPRRROOOOLLBBPPTT! The boy’s escaped air of terror met with her underwater methane. Queen Sasha pushed harder, quite enjoying her little after battle struggle. PPRRRPMMPSSTTHT! She accidentally sharted on the boy underwater, eventually encouraging him to escape her backside. Queen Sasha stood above the boy. He hung his shit covered low, not daring to speak out of turn. “Shall-shall I clean your anus, My Queen?” He asked out of breath. The boy began to grab a sponge and separated her cheeks. “No need, Jasper,” claimed the Queen. She bumped her ass backwards, pushing him into the shit water. No doubt he would have difficulty draining the shit later. “I require only a towelling off. I have another slave to tend to my asshole.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rasheid stared at the Queen’s robed backside. His eyes turned wide in fear as the white silk made way for her exposed asscheeks. Her pink butthole was coated in a drippy black shit from her bubble bath, still stinking. The soap was no detriment to her creations stench. “You have an option before you, Rashied,” said Queen Sasha, placing herself upon the bed. The boy backed away as far as his chains allowed. “Since you have a knack for disobeying your betters, I’ll allow you another chance.” PPRRLLPPPP! Her butthole gently pushed out a dry fart, seemingly to not allow any shit to escape her crack. “You will be allowed to clean my ass crack, down to the fleshy, pink center. If you do a good job, you will be allowed to become one of my house slaves. A glorious and fitting end to your rebellious manner.” Rasheid was now backed up against the bedframe. With nowhere to go, Queen Sasha surrounded him between her buttcheeks. She sighed, savoring the wonderful feeling of victory before continuing. “However, if you feel that your freedom is worth more than your life, feel free to keep your tounge to yourself. In which case;” FRRRRRAABBPPTTT! “This will be your last night in my chambers.” The Amazonian Queen let her asshole stick around the boys face for a few moments. Slowly, it suckered off with a smack, puckering around his face for an ansewer. “The choice is yours boy,” continued Sasha. “But be mindful, I’ve eaten plenty of bean and cheese nachos. You can survive my booty overnight...provided I push my ass in the right direction.” PPPPRRPPPPP! A rippling fart kissed the boys face and he became acquainted with the nacho cheese stink. Moments passed in silence, saved for the boys struggled, disgusted gags. Queen Sasha felt a mighty rumble in her booty. It was quite large, bringing forth a fart of epic proportions. She considered just shoving the boy head first into her asshole, masturbating to the feel of his struggled breaths against her fart ripples. However, she felt a moist tickle on her asshole. It traveled around her anus, along with the struggling sounds of a pathetic slave. Queen Sasha smiled, holding the fart in for a worthy struggle. She sighed, lumping her asscheeks onto the boy’s face. Her added weight didn’t end his commitment. Rasheid spent the night as her bedmaid, gracefully turned away from her mighty cheeks. Every night he spent with her ass, feeling the rumbling toots fling against his back. The eggy smells seeped over his shoulders, reminding him of his everlasting defeat against the mighty Amazonian Queen. |
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