Maxwell’s father recently remarried, much to the surprise of his previously unaware son, who was essentially left in the dark about the whole marriage. There was no fanfare or ceremony, he just met some woman online and decided to go through the legal procedures to marry her, and now they were moving into her house.

Max knew his father was planning on moving out of the small apartment they’ve been living in for the last few years, but he had no idea that he was moving in with a stepmother. It was surprising and quite a lot for the boy to take in.

When they arrived at their new home, Max was a bit nervous. He never met this woman, and needless to say he had no idea what she was like. His father on the other hand was just eager to move in with his new wife, not even noticing his son’s awkwardness.

“Hey sweetie!” Max’s new step mother said to his dad, greeting him with a hug and a kiss. She was admittedly quite attractive, so Max wasn’t really that surprised with his father’s decision to marry her.

“And I suppose this is your son Max.” the woman said as she looked down at her new stepson.

“Indeed it is! I’m sure he’s gonna get along well with his new stepsister. He’s a good kid after all.” his father said, embarrassing his teenage son. He was a bit more focused on that “stepsister” comment however. Maxwell had always been an only child, so he never knew what it was like to have a sibling, so this was yet another thing he had to get used to.

“Well he better. The two of them are gonna be sharing a room after all.” the lady replied, terrifying Max in an instant.

“Wait what!?” Max blurted out with embarrassment, not really comfortable with having to share a room with a girl he never met.

“Yeah, this house only has two bedrooms, so you’re gonna have to share yours with Vanessa. Unless you wanna sleep on the couch or something.” she explained, joking a bit, “I’m sure she’ll be nice to you though.”

“Fine...” Max muttered as he entered the house, walking to what he assumed to be Vanessa’s room and reluctantly knocking on her door.

“Yeah yeah, come in.” Vanessa said with annoyance, assuming it was just her mom. With this invite, Max opened the door to find a room filled with dirty laundry, with a stench that quickly hit his face.

“Who the hell are you supposed to be?” the girl asked as she walked towards Max, revealing her tall and curvy figure to the significantly smaller Max, who was quite intimidated by her build.

“I-I’m Maxwell, I’m your ne-” the timid boy tried to introduce himself, but was unable to get his sentence out as he was interrupted by Vanessa, who turned away from him for a second and let out a large fart in his direction.

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“Ahhhh. Oh right, you’re that new stepbrother mom told me about.” Vanessa said as she turned around to notice her smaller brother gagging on her gas.

“Wait, are you gagging on that little fart?” the girl asked, a bit amused by the boy’s apparent weakness. Wanting to take advantage of this weakness, Vanessa wrapped her arm around Max’s head and trapped him in a headlock that, due to her only having a tank top on, trapped his face a bit too close to her smelly armpit, which he naturally tried to struggle away from.

“Heh, you’re awfully weak, you know that, right?” Vanessa said as Max desperately tried to escape her grip until eventually she flung him onto her room floor. Landing face first onto a pair of dirty panties, sending him into a disgusted panic.

“What was that for?” Max asked as he pulled himself together and tried to get off the floor, only for Vanessa to aggressively sit onto his back, causing him to fall back onto the floor, with his face landing in the smelly panties once again.

“If I’m gonna have to share my room with you, I might as well have some fun with you.” Vanessa said, expressing her sadistic desires to her unfortunate new roommate, with her rubbing her ass on the boy’s back to further emphasise her point.

“Now get up. I have better things to do than sit on the floor like this.” she ordered. Obeying her command, Max hopelessly tried to lift himself up, but his weak and thin arms were completely incapable of lifting Vanessa’s heavier body off of him.

“Oh right, you’re weak as shit. Wait no, I’ve taken shits stronger than you.” Vanessa further mocked as she got up off of her unfortunate brother.

“Of course, weak boys like you deserve punishment.” she said as she grabbed Max by his hair and shoved his face into her large, gym shorts covered ass, pressing his nose right into her smelly crack.

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Showing no mercy, she farted right in Max’s face. As the stench hit his face, the boy’s entire body tensed up. He once again tried to muster up the strength to escape her grip, but no matter how hard he tried to push away, the girl wouldn’t budge.

“Sorry, but you’re gonna have to get used to my gassy ass.” Vanessa said as Max’s muffled screams vibrated against her round rear, “You know, perhaps I should help you with that.”

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“Heh, did that help?” Vanessa said as she let go of Max, who fell back onto the floor, crying and coughing as a result of taking several farts to the face, “No? Oh well, I’m sure you’ll get used to it eventually, or not. It’s not like it’s my problem or anything.”

“Okay crybaby, get up. I wanna watch TV, and I need someplace to sit.” Vanessa said after a few seconds of watching Max quietly sob to himself.

“No... Please...” Max cried out, assuming the worst of Vanessa's comment.

“Don’t talk back to me. Get up and lay on my bed. Now.” the girl said in a menacing tone. Not wanting to further upset his domineering stepsibling, Max obliged, laying down on her bed.

“No, not there. Lower down! I don’t want my smelly ass anywhere near my pillows!” Vanessa continued demanding. Still terrified, Max once again obeyed her command and moved forward until

“Heh, good boy.” Vanessa mocked as she patronizingly patted Max on the head, entertained by his submissiveness.

Taking full advantage of the unlucky boy, she sat her fuming ass onto his face and wrapped her legs around his head, securing it in place. Max instinctively began to squirm as the awful smell of her ass once again hit his nose.

“Geez, I haven’t farted in like five minutes. You really are pathetic.” she commented, “Whatever, just try not to make too much noise as I watch TV, okay?”

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While she relaxed herself and watched TV, Vanessa took full advantage of her “cushion” by letting out fart after fart without a care in the world.

As Max’s nostrils were filled with his sadistic stepsister’s gas, he came to the realization of how helpless his situation was. Vanessa’s mom would probably take her side over his, and his dad was always a pushover, though he supposed that he wasn’t much better.

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After several hours, Vanessa finally finished watching her show and got up off of Max’s reeking face. The poor boy desperately tried to catch his breath, despite her gas still filling the air around him.

“Alright, now get off. I’m going to bed.” Vanessa said as she shoved Max off of her bed.

“Uh, b-but where am I supposed to sleep?” Max asked in his usually timid tone.

“I’m sure there’s enough clothes on the floor for you to make a bed for yourself.” she replied apathetically as she pushed a pile of her dirty clothes together.

“But...” Max, not wanting to sleep on a pile of Vanessa’s dirty laundry, tried to object to her suggestion, but couldn’t muster up the courage to do so.

“Well you’re not sleeping in my bed, that’s for sure.” Vanessa said.

With what little fight he had in him now gone, Max decided to once again follow her orders and laid down on the smelly pile of clothes, quietly sobbing to himself as he tried to fall asleep.

“Ugh, can you stop crying?” Vanessa complained after about an hour or so of listening to Max’s faint sobbing, admittedly kind of feeling bad for him, but also having a devious idea in mind, “You know what? Since I’m feeling nice, I’ll share my bed with you.”

“W-wait, really?” Max said, surprised by her sudden kindness.

“If it stops your annoying crying, then sure.” Vanessa replied in a deadpanned tone.

Though he was a bit unsure about this offer, her bed seemed like a significantly better option than the clothing pile, so he accepted this and awkwardly climbed into her bed.

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“Hehe, good night, Max.” Vanessa taunted as she filled her blanket up with gas. Before Max could react, she quickly pushed the boy under the now fart-filled covers, deciding to hold him down there as she fell asleep.

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As Vanessa drifted off to sleep, Max remained stuck in her grip under the blanket for the entire night. Even in her sleep, her strength was too much for the weak boy to break out of, and with her non stop gassiness, Max was barely able to get any sleep. Needless to say, he was not looking forward to living with his new stepsister.