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The Fart Giantess WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION/ ANAL VORE. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. -------------------------------------- I gazed at the ass before me. It was owned by a Giantess, so big, that I was toy soldier size in comparison. She was Indian; I gazed into her buttcrack, hoping it would be more appealing than it looked. I would soon find out. BELLLLLA DARR PPT! I was launched, by the other big bootied Giantess. She held me between her cheeks, trapping me in her smell. And with one tiny fart for them, she released me! I smacked into the Indian Giantess booty cheeks. “You are getting quite good at this, Layola!” said she. Her buttcheeks closed around me, and I watched her pink butthole expand in my face. BBBBBRRRRRRUMMMMMMBBB!! An airy fart rushed passed me. “Mmmmmmm, but I think our slave would agree that I, Latasha, am better.” The two Giantesses laughed. Latasha said, “wouldn’t you agree, my love?” She pulsated her anus and a SBD rolled across my face. I cried in agony, muffled by her cheeks. “Oh yeah? He just hasn’t gotten the chance to compare the two. Send him my way!” Said Layloa. Latasha gripped her buttocks and fired away. BBBLLLLLAAARRRRPPP! The ripper almost made me suffocate. I smacked back into Layola’s butt. “Now, witness my booty, fartboy.” Layola’s tan buttcheeks clenched shut and I saw no sunlight. I heard her booty grumble. I shook with fear. “That’s right little one, tremble before my ass!” she laughed. Then, PPPLLLLLLAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPTTTTT! I coudln’t believe my eyes. Layolas butthole prolapsed to the size of a barnyard door. Her fart stole my breathe away….luckily I shot out of her ass...right into Latasha. “Listen to him cough!” sais Latasha laughing. “Well, I do believe he has had his fill Layola. Besides, we shouldn’t fight in front of our guest.” BBBBLLLLRRRRRBBBBBB! Her rancid ripper shook my subconsciousness. “Let’s show him a little team work.” Suddenly, I was trapped between two gorgeous asses. I didn’t know who to fear more. BBRAAAAAAMMMMMP! Layola ripped ass, flexing her prolapse in my face. I inched away as best I could, coughing all the way. PPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOT! Latasha farted, long and hard against my back. I was trapped between the strong eggy smells of Latasha and Laylola. I almost blacked out. Layola stood up. “How about a little more civilized approach. He shouldn’t gaze upon our mighty booty cheeks until death...that is...unfair.” I watched as her butthole opened up, spraying ass juice as it went. Suddenly, Latasha ripped ass...and I was launched into Layola’s hole. It was dark and dank. I couldn’t move, only smell. I tried to wiggle my way to the surface. BBRRAAAMMMMMPP! Latasha farted, seemingly on top of Layola. Her smell made this situation more claustrophobic. PPPPRRRRRAAAAT! Layola contracted, pushing me forwards. BBBRRRRRBBBBBBBLLLLBBB! Latasha farted, pushing me back down...it was a horrible tug of war. I heard counting...then “GOODBYE TOILET!” BBBBBBBBRRAAAAPPPPPPTPTTTTT!!!!!!! |
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