It was a typical Saturday afternoon, the type of afternoon where Zachary would normally stay at
home and play video games all day, but thanks to a call from Brad, he was instead heading over
to visit his girlfriend Brittany, knowing full well that he was in for a miserable time.

When he arrived at Brittany’s house, he knocked on the front door, dreading what he assumed
was to come. Once the door opened however, he wasn’t greeted by his girlfriend, but rather her
mother, who was just as fat if not fatter than her daughter.

“Hey there, you must be Zach!” the large woman said, happy to meet her daughter’s boyfriend
for the first time.

“Oh, Ms. Jones, I-” Zach tried to reply, only to be interrupted.

“Please, call me Betsy.” the mother commented.

“Okay, uh, Betsy. Anyways, I’m here to meet up with Brittany, since I was called over.” Zachary
explained.

“Actually, Brittany’s not here right now, she’s out with her friends. To tell the truth, I’ve been
dying to meet you, what with all those great things Brittany’s said about you.” Betsy clarified,
“Come with me.”

“Uh, okay then.” Zach awkwardly replied as he followed the large lady into her house, getting an
unfortunate whiff of her body odour in the process, until the two reached the living room.

“Go ahead and take a seat.” She said, noticing Zachary standing awkwardly by the entry.

“Oh, right!” the boy said, doing as she said and sat down in a lone armchair in the corner of the
room. Before any conversation could continue however, Betsy’s phone alarm went off.

“Shoot, I just remembered, today’s a Saturday! I still have my weekly exercises to do.” the
woman said.

“Oh well that’s a shame I guess I should be going then.” Zach said, assuming that he had lucked
out of having to have an awkward (and potentially dangerous given his luck) conversation.

“That won’t be necessary dear, we can chat as I do my workouts!” Betsy said as she pulled out
a workout mat and placed it in front of Zach’s seat, stepping onto it, carelessly facing away from
the boy and giving him a face full of her yoga pants-cladded ass.

“So Zach, how have things been between you and Brittany?” the woman asked as she started
her workout.

“It’s been fine.” Zach replied with what he knew to be an obvious lie, not wanting to upset her
mother.

“Great to hear. You know, I really appreciate your willingness to date my daughter. From what
she told me, most guys seem to avoid her altogether, so it means a lot that you were willing to
give her a chance.” Betsy explained, which Zach probably would have found more touching had
she not said it while unintentionally shoving her ass in his face.

“No prob-” Zachary tried to reply, but to his dismay he was interrupted by Betsy ripping a loud
fart in his face.

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“Whew! ‘Scuse me!” Betsy exclaimed, “I’ve been on this high fiber diet recently, so I tend to be
pretty gassy, like even more so than usual. You don’t mind though, do you?”

“Not at all...” Zach said defeatedly, having grown way too submissive for his own good.

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“Ahh, thank goodness. I mean I should have figured that you wouldn’t since you’ve been dating
my daughter. She did inherit her mom’s gassy booty after all!” the woman joked as she slapped
her wobbly butt after once again farting on Zach.

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Just as luck would have it, Betsy was far from exaggerating, which she proved by letting out a
few more farts as she continued working out, coating poor Zachary in stink. Wanting to avoid
seeming “rude” unfortunately placed Zach in a position that prevented him from covering his
nose, as he didn’t want to risk her looking back and noticing his discomfort. Instead he did his
best to endure the smell, which was quite hard despite his experience.

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As she continued with her workout, Betsy’s gas continued to bombard poor Zachary. All the
while she continued her conversation with him, which grew mostly one sided due to both her
outgoing personality and the strong stench that overwhelmed the boy’s senses.

After about an hour of this, Betsy’s alarm went off again, signifying the end of her exercise
session. At first, Zach assumed that this meant that he’d finally be free from taking all of her
farts to the face, but fate was of course far less kind.

“Whew, all that exercise has got me exhausted. I need to sit down.” the lady said as she took a
seat on the armchair behind her, having forgotten that Zach had already been sitting there in an
act of clumsiness not too different from her daughter’s. This of course only added to Zachary’s
suffering. He was now buried under Betsy’s fat, sweaty, and horribly smelly ass that completely
engulfed his tiny body.

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“Ahhh, now to relax and watch some TV.” she said after letting out a powerful fart, directly hitting
poor Zach in the face. Doing just as she said, she grabbed the remote and began flipping
through the channels until she eventually settled on something to watch.

Zach made a desperate attempt to call out for help, but of course his meek voice was
completely drowned out by the woman’s thick cheeks, and as his body was crushed under her
immense weight, struggling wasn’t much of an option either. Instead all he could do was wait
until she got up.

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Zachary remained trapped under Betsy’s ass for hours, with nothing to do but sob to himself
hopelessly. It wasn’t until later that evening that she’d get off of him to use the bathroom, only to
notice his tiny form buried in the cushion once she came back.

“Hehe, whoops. I kinda forgot you were sitting there.” Betsy said innocently, completely oblivious
to how much pain she had put her daughter’s boyfriend through. While feeling a bit bothered by
this, Zach just wanted to go home.