Amy's Slave
by American Wonton

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION AND FART TORTURE. READER DISCRESSION IS ADVISED.

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I awoke to the unnerving sound of fingertips scratching glass. I then stood up to find out that my clothes were gone, my hands and feet were numb, and most importantly…I was trapped inside a glass jar. Suddenly the cap was opened by a beautiful young woman; she had long flowing blonde hair, light skin, and was completely naked. “Good morning, slave,” she cooed in a singsong voice. “Excuse me, where am I?” I retorted. She turned her supple, plump ass towards the jar. “Why, you are in hell my dear boy.”
It all happened in slow motion. She sat on the glass, her buttcheeks fogging up the inside. There was a moment of silence. Then chaos. PHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHTTTTTTTTT!!!!! The sudden burst of energy knocked me off my feet. Then the smell hit, and I instantly gagged. It was nothing but raw eggs, and pure ass, all in one. The giantess laughed, pure and evil. Her buttcheeks wiggled, it seems they were chuckling along as well. “First thing is first hon, never speak out of turn.” She tipped the jar over and I came spilling, fart and all.
The giantess lifted me to her face and spoke in a soothing voice. “My name, is Amy, but you will address me as Mistress Amy. If you do not comply, you will be farted on.” She ripped a squeaker down south for examples sake. From the sound, I was glad I wasn’t down there. “In addition, I will address you as slave, because that is what you are. A fart slave. You will seek to smell my gas and pleasure me, whenever I ask, or feel my wrath. Understood slave?”
I hesitated, hoping there was some rescue or excuse to leave beyond her giant presence. She seemed irritated. I was set down onto a table. Mistress Amy turned her cheeks toward me, then spread them open, exposing her anus. “Look upon it slave. See my ass; do you see its magnitude? With this, I have the power to control, gravitate, and terminate. And I am skilled in ALL three.” She emphasized this with another brassy fart. FRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTT! I was shaking at her sheer power. Her asshole was the size of my entire head, and she was flexing it, showing me her might. I visualized myself getting caught in her anus. She created a thousand horror images with every pulse of her ass.
“Now, what do you say for your gift, slave?” She asked this, sneakily shooting out an SBD as she spoke. I was mesmerized. It was the grossest thing I had ever smelled. Yet I was compelled to answer. “Thank you, *cough!* m-m-mistress Amy.” She smiled and I knew I was fucked. That my life would be given to this, thing, and there wasn’t a thing I could do without it. She bent down and picked me up. I was placed back in the jar, to my discontent. “Now if you want to survive as long as my other slaves, you will need something called, tolerance. I will train you to be the ultimate fart sniffer. The first lesson begins now…” I watched as her ass repeated itself onto the jar lid. “Try staying conscious for this next fart. And be warned, I have had WAYYY too much tacos this morning!” She laughed deviously then her asshole expanded towards me.
FFFFFFRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
The smell was unbearable. I couldn’t think or breathe straight. I went to primal instincts, looking for clean oxygen but all there was to smell was her ass. She laughed, continuing to seal the lid with her asscrack, ensuring the smell didn’t escape. It was one minute before I passed out.

Farts, buttcheeks, ass, rotten eggs….I lay dreaming; these were the only thoughts racing through my mind. My mistress, my goddess, most importantly, my GIANTESS. Amy, and her beautiful ass. So powerful, so deadly. I saw it in my dreams, to big, white globes, not a freckle, or acme on them. She was slowly twerking for me, her movements so powerful; I felt the earth shake with each booty flip. She turned around, towering me by giraffe necks. She smiled. “Come closer!” she beckoned. I walked towards her ass as she slowly continued shaking.
The smell got worse and worse as I approached her. She laid down next to me. “Sweetie, can you massage my ass for me?” her tone was so sweet. I was speechless. She giggled, then placed me on top of her massive right cheek. “Make sure to give it LOTS of kisses.” She murmured. I got to work lovingly, enjoying every second of it.
“You know slave, not all my toys are this lucky. Some get crushed, some suffocate under my ass. A few I have…well…misplaced inside my asshole.” She farted, long and deep. BRRRRRAAAAAAUUUUUMMMMPPPP. I tried to keep my balance as her booty jiggled. “But I like you slave. And I plan to make you last. A VERY long time.” PHHHHRRRRAAAATTTTTT!
I coughed as her ass fumes almost visibly attacked me. There wasn’t even a distinct smell to them…it was just bad! But her ass…her ass made it all worthwhile. But suddenly, I felt her turn, and I was whisked into her asscrack. I screamed for help but she only giggled and clamped her butt cheeks shut. It was like being in the smelliest of sarlack pits.
“If you want to survive this little ordeal, you have to become more than a man. You must first become a fart sniffer…” BBBBRRRRAAAAMMMMMMPPPPPPP! Oh god it was awful!.... “And then…you must become something more.” She let loose a strong ripper and I was thrown to the floor. Her ass was quick to hover over me, blocking out the light. “My dear young slave…you must become… A TOILET!” Her anus expanded and a log the size of a car creeped forth…then a bus…then the size of an airplane! I screamed for mercy, but she laughed maniacally. Her ass jiggled the gigantic turd lose with a squelching noise and my fate was sealed.

I awoke to the same asshole staring me in the face. “Oh good, you are awake,” said giantess Amy, disinterested. She faced me with a look of mild concern. Like I had only sneezed instead of gone through a horrific nightmare. “A little SBD aroma therapy never hurt anyone, right slave?” I coughed viciously for air. Giantess Amy hovered her ass towards my direction. “RIGHT SLAVE?” She tooted massively, her booty cheeks vibrating. My throat and ears were killing but I managed to squeak out, “YES MISTRESS AMY!” She grinned with satisfaction. “Good.”

She picked me up and placed me between her cheeks, the previous smells withstanding. I gagged in protest. “Nuh uh slave! You have to learn to get used to my booty! If you want to survive your training, you are going to have to make this place your home!” She farted again for good measure. I almost passed out again. “Now that you and my ass have become acquainted with each other, we can start on more formal practices. For instance, ass worship. I really do think you will like this next bit!” She then pressed her ass against a wall and farted deeply and sensually, lasting around 10 seconds. I kicked and screamed, but there was no beating her ass. She laughed and bit her lip with excitement. “Good, you have already learned your first skill. Kicking and screaming; it really pleasures my asshole. Keep that thing happy, and you keep me happy!” PHHHRRRRTTTTTTT! I inhaled, and was knocked unconscious again.

I stood at the edge of the Giantess Amy’s bed. She towered over me, large as a skyscraper. She then bent her ass towards my tiny, pathetic body. “Let us start with introductions, slave. Kiss my left and right ass cheeks.” I do so reluctantly, waiting for a fart. Luckily she doesn’t. “Alright,” she says, exposing her butthole with her hands. “Now kiss my friend right here.” Her butthole puckers with excitement and she smiles. Slowly, I dive in to kiss her asshole…but it was out of reach! “Allow me,” she cooed seductively. I watched as her asshole expanded into my face, nearly prolapsing. It suctioned cupped onto my face, squelching and secreting ass juice onto my face.
She released me with a PLOP and I fell back onto the bed. “Now the fun begins!” she exclaimed. She left me alone to my own thoughts while she went outside the bedroom. My mind raced at the possibilities before me. Was she going to knock me out with her massive blasts again? Or maybe use her farts to seduce me towards her ass? She had mentioned her previous slaves dying under her ass… I very well pondered if I was going to meet that same fate. She didn’t give off the impression that she ‘played well with others’.
Giantess Amy returned, surprisingly, fully clothed in a T-shirt and tight fitting yoga pants. Only the yoga pants had some tube sticking out of them….I was horrified to find out why.
“Alright slave, your first lesson is about smelling. Mistresses do NOT like the smell of their own farts, hence the use of slaves like yourselves. You will put this gas mask on, you will sniff, and you will enjoy yourself.” She threw the end of the tube and waited till I put the mask on. I pleaded with her for mercy. She smirked, and tilted her ass towards me. “Aww, would the little slave like to play with my asshole again?” A dry, musty fart exploded out her ass. I coughed and pleaded with her again. Eventually, though, I put on the gas mask.
“Now, I also want you to pay attention to my booty moments. It is very important you learn the ass movements of your mistress. For instance, when I grab my left check and separate like this…”a slow ripply fart burst forth. I was surprised by its rancidy and gagged. Giantess Amy only sighed euphorically. “…I fart like that. However, when I grab my right butt cheek…” PLLLLOOOTTTTTT! “…a wetter fart is achieved. I don’t believe I hear you sniffing, slave.” I sniffed through the pain, but I could feel myself losing brain cells by the second. Her farts were pure hell and methane.

Giantess Amy then plopped on the bed, and lifted her legs to the sky. “Now, note how my booty is pointed towards the sky, slave.” PRRRRAAAATTTTT! “Now,” FFFFFFRRRRRAT! “Typically,” PPPOOOOOOTT! “Oh, hold on slave.” RRRAAAAAPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! “Oh man that was a big one!” I couldn’t take it anymore, her farts smelled of day old cheese and cabbage. What’s worse was her farts were getting wetter and wetter and it was seeping into my gas mask. It was too hot and I was on the verge of blacking out. Maybe this would be a good way to go. After all, staring at a beautiful woman’s ass was an appealing way to die for me. I mean look at her legs and butt! If she was regular size, I would fuck the shit out of- RRRRRRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPTTTTTTT!!!!!
“Pay attention slave, it looks like I lost you there.” Giantess Amy lovingly glared at me, like a teacher who caught her lust obsessed student peek at the teacher’s breasts. And I frieken loved this teacher. “As I was saying, most mistresses fart at an angle toward the ceiling. This is a primitive action; it not only releases the bowels easier, it is used to entice males into a sexual position trap. Kind of like a Venus fly trap.”BBBBLLLLLLLOOORRRRRTTTT! She grinned evilly. “Only with more farts.”
She readjusted her ass to tower over my body. “Here, try it now. Try to fuck my ass slave.” I couldn’t believe what she was saying. “Bu- But Amy” – “AHEM.” PPPLLLLOORRRRTTTTTT. “*cough* *cough* Mistress Amy! How can my, um… insignificant penis dare match your mighty behind?!” There you go, I thought. Maybe if I sweet talk her, she would go easy on me. “Well,” she said, parting her butt cheeks further. “Dive in and find out!”
It was a stupid idea. She was a giantess. She had me molded into her hands like silly putty. I should have taken the opportunity to run. But I looked at her ass. Her gorgeous ass. Maybe, she might have compassion, and let me stick it in there. Just for a second! No, what am I saying?! Her butthole is larger than half my body! Besides, do I really want to stick it in THERE?! *pprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*. It was an SBD…one of her famous ones…it…mesmerized me. I walked towards her magnificent booty, cock fully lengthened. My face touched the fabric of her yoga pants….containing her magnificent butt. Suddenly, she leaned forward and it became my world. She crushed me under her ass, farted a rancid ripper for 20 whole seconds. My whole body convulsed as I came, blacked out, and suffocated under her wonderful butt.

Darkness. Darkness and bad smells. That was all I knew. Living with Giantess Amy, maybe that was all I would ever know. Under her ass was both heaven and hell.
I awoke to the sight of giant Del Taco wrappers. Giantess Amy was chowing down, taco meat dripping down her breasts and ass cheeks. It looked like real shit to me. “Morning slave,” she said spewing taco meat from her mouth. For a giantess so pretty, her mannerisms were quite savage. “I went ahead and saved you some scraps. If you don’t mind the ass smell, they are quite delicious.” Surprisingly, I ate a lot. I hate puked a dozen times with Giantess Amy, (and would undoubltly do so again after her Del Taco meal) but for some reason, I was famished.
“Alright slave, let’s get down to business. You probably are wondering why I am eating so much Del Taco. Well, curiosity killed the cat…or in this case, my ass!” She laughed cynically at her own cruel joke. I knew she liked torturing me like this; physically, verbally,…spiritually. “I need this level of gas for your next training. You will be exposed to my gas in VERY extreme conditions. I hope you are ready.” She left the bed to walk into her wardrobe. She stopped by the door frame and turned to me. “Any questions slave?” I thought about it a moment, then sheepishly asked, “Mistress Amy….are…are you going to kill me when this is all over?”
Her smile resembled The Grinch on Christmas Eve. Then Giantess Amy cupped her hands over her ass, ripped a meaty beef fart into it, and blew it seductively towards me. My eyes watered, both from real tears and her unbearable fumes. “Maybe I will, maybe I won’t” she said. Then she turned her ass towards me and slapped it…HARD. “But either way, I think you will be enjoying yourself by the end of your journey with my ass.” She left the room allowing me to fester with the thought that I almost suffocated under her mighty booty before.
Amy returned before I could rub one out to that previous thought. She was dressed in a Lifeguard onesie suit. She looked amazing, but her gargantuan appearance made the whole ‘Lifeguard’ aspect seem ironic.
I was picked up and plopped inside her suit. I smelled that she had gotten busy. The suit had already reeked of her ass. Her butt cheeks vibrated as we walked and talked. “Now, I don’t expect you to last long under my Del Taco farts, especially when you are so close to my booty cheeks. PRRRRRRTTTTT! I gagged violently for case and point. The smell was already unbearable form here. “Which is why,” she continued, “I have decided to mask the smell for your benefit.” Suddenly I was picked out of her crack and placed on a gigantic lifeguard stand. “Watch and learn slave boy.” She winked at me, then dove into an ocean sized lake. Watching her swim was amazing. I watched her ass sway back and forth with her strokes. It was like she was some big bootied, beautiful whale. She even blew fart bubbles which sprayed the sky with her stink from the lifeguard stand.

But the beautiful scenery didn’t last forever. She returned on land and approached the lifeguard stand. I was picked up and placed under the seat. There was a compartment inside with one hole inside and….oh no. She was going to sit there! “Mistress Amy wait! I can’t survive under those conditions!” She laughed then placed me against her amazing wet ass. If I wasn’t so frightened, I would have came all over her swimsuit. But suddenly, PRRRRAAAGUUUGHHHHTTTTT! “Ahhhh,” she sighed in relief. She held me there for good measure. “Remember slave boy, if you are going to be with me, you will ALWAYS have to survive UNDER me!” She laughed and placed me inside my compartment hell. All the light drained as I watched her beautiful ass descend upon my oxygen hole. And then,
PPPPPRRRRTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
WWWWURRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT!!
BBBBBUUUUURRRBBBBLLLLLLLLLL!!!!
Her farts were wet, fast and furious. The smell of lake water and taco meat was suffocating me faster than I could imagine. FFFFRRRRAAATTTT!!!! She sprayed me with her suits stank water.
PPPLLLLLLBBBBBBTTTTTT! I was going to suffocate. Or at this rate, drown!
FFFFRRRRRRAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTT!
…that did it, I was blackening out. I fell on my knees, the fecal stained water splashing my face. My ears rang with each blast she continued to dish out. I heard a faint voice above. “*sigh* wish I had some action around here!” PLLLLTTTTTTTTT! “If only SOMEONE would be in danger!” Are you kidding me?! Was this a test?! I gathered all my strength: “PLEASE HELP! I AM-“ BBBBBBLLLLLLLLBBBBBTTTTTTTTTT! “Oh what was that? It was so faint dear, you will need to speak up.” But I couldn’t. Giantess Amy had ripped a 10 second long SBD and it was seeping into my skull; I was seeing a light, but it wasn’t from my fartbox. Or was it?
Suddenly, I came to face the sun, partially blocked by Amy’s ass. So plump. So beautiful. It descended on my body. “One” *squish* “Two”*squish*. What was this, CPR? Yes these were compressions apparently. But where was the breaths? I soon found out.
Amy slipped her suit to her right ass cheek, exposing her butthole. I found a horrendous truth. It was shit stained beyond belief. That was no Del Taco. “Breeeathhhhee” she said seductively. NO! SHE WOULDN’T! But she did.
I watched as her shitty asshole puckered onto my face. She farted, long, deep, her butt cheeks flapping against my sides. FFFFFRERRRRRRRRRAAAAATTTTTTTTT!! My mouth was instantly opened and my lungs felt full to bursting. I wanted to puke, but my body was full of Amy’s stuff…and her stuff only. I didn’t feel like passing out. My flight and flight kicked in. I screamed and squirmed, wanting anything to get away from her asshole. But suddenly, I felt a force against my body. She was sucking me in. To my horror, I realized, why she saved me…she wanted her snacks alive.

Inside a Giantess butt. Inside a Giantess butt! That was all my thought process could muster. All my other mental functions were going towards my survival instincts. Squirm. Run. Kick. Breathe! But I couldn’t do anything. Giantess Amy had absorbed me into her butthole and there was no escaping. I knew this, but I still thrashed my body, (it was all I could do). Everywhere I moved there was tight flesh. And darkness….and horrible, horrible stench.
I heard a deep groaning sound. She is going to fart, I thought. This was how I was going to die. It happened again: Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…ohhh YES…. Was she…she was getting pleasure out of this! What kind of sick human being could enjoy something like this! Clearly, someone who was not human. A goddess maybe. Someone like Giantess Amy. Suddenly, I felt a pressure against my sides and a groaning sound.
UGGGGHHHHHHHH! Mistress Amy pushed against her anus and pooped me out onto her soft bed. I landed softly and coughed, savoring the sweet, unsmelly air…but not for long. PPPHRRRRRAAAPPPTTT! “Mmmm, sorry slave, I still have a little Del Taco left over from before…now what do you say for me saving you?”
I recalled the event minutes ago where she had inflated me like a balloon with her ass. She was the one that knocked me out with her ass…she hardly deserved any gratitude! But I gazed upon her magnificent ass, still towering over me….just waiting for me to slip up again so it could torment me further. “Thank you, *cough* Giantess Amy”. I muttered. She smiled then sighed deeply…I watched her turn her ass towards a fern plant. She let loose a monstrous fart on the poor thing, shaking its fragile branches. PPPPPPHHHHRRRAAAPPPBBBBLLLLTTTTT! “Ahhhh, you see slave, Giantess’ can be merciful as well. I dare say that fart would have killed you inside my ass,” she said, gently patting her magnificent booty. “I can continue to be merciful…that is, if you are willing to put the work into it.” I looked up at her, puzzled and intrigued.
“Let’s play a game,” she said. “You remember how you tried to fuck my ass with your tiny, pathetic cock? And how I crushed you underneath my beautiful booty?” Her words hurt both my self-esteem and my manliness, but there was no upsetting her. I nodded sheepishly. She grinned and lay on the bed, stomach first. “Well, now here is your chance again. Touch your tiny penis on my asshole, and you win. I won’t roll over or stop your progress otherwise. You just have to touch my asshole.” She spread her cheeks and pulsated her anus for me…jeez, I already was captured by her butthole…I knew where it was. “If you win, you get to spend the night by yourself, nice and safe…but if you lose,” her booty grumbled and a massive fart came loose. BBBBBLLLLLUUURRRRRRTTTTTTT! The disgusting heat waves wafted towards my face…and she giggled. “If you lose, you spend the night with me!” WHHURRRTTT! I was still gagging when she picked me up and placed me on her thigh. “Ready?” Was I ever going to be? “Get set….” Her booty rumbled again. BBBLLLLLAaaaaaaaapppppTTTTTTT! She sighed heavily, and I took that as the starting bell.
Running up her booty mounds was exhausting. I felt a mile high and her ass fumes weren’t helping me with my breathing. PPHHHHTTTT! “C’mon slave boy, think of tonight! Or do you really want to spend a night between righty and lefty?” BBBLLLLAAPPTT! I kept moving, disgusted and horrified. I landed on top of her right cheek. She continued to fart loudly and forcefully. Her booty cheeks swayed in the breeze and I had trouble finding my balance. Finally, I reached it…her asscrack. I dove straight in.
I had a sudden flying sensation…because I was. She blasted a huge ripper, and it sent me flying straight back onto her cheeks. RRRRRRRPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT! The smell and sound made me puke. “C’mon fart boy, gotta try harder than that.” But I was so nauseous. I couldn’t even focus on Giantess Amy’s beautiful ass. It wasn’t sexy anymore…it was pure horror. I ran towards her crack and this time, clenched against her booty walls. She farted. BBBBBLLLLRRRRRRTTT! I held on for dear life with one hand, and clenched my nose with the other. Climbing felt like an eternity…all with constant farts ringing out. But suddenly, her ass hole was in reach! I dived down but was suddenly squished by her cheeks…was she getting smaller. Wait, no! She was clenching her cheeks! “C’mon slave, better hustle. You know I like how you squirm in my ass.” She began rubbing herself, which momentarily distracted me…I inched forward. I was inches away from my prize her asshole…I heard a grumbling sound… maybe I could touch it before her bowels released. I rubbed my cock with all my might…so…goddam...close!
My dick touched it! I won! Giantess Amy released her cheeks and I was face to face with her asshole…my victory soon turned to steady realization. I was inches away from her stink source…her booty center. What had I become?! Suddenly… “Good work, my little toilet…I see you have advanced towards your next stage in your training…your drive for my ass.” BBBLLLLLOOORRRRRTTT! The sound and the smell blinded me with queasiness…I threw up in midair, launched from her ass onto a nearby pillow. I was still puking when she picked me up and faced me towards her.
“Well, you have succeeded toilet. Your tiny, human cock has touched my beautiful insides…tell me, how do you feel?” She farted loudly, angrily, as if to intimidate me. “I feel…great.” I lied. I didn’t know what I felt. She smiled, then bent down and placed me inside a box with holes on the cover. “Well good. You should always know that your tiny organs have no hope of penetrating my walls…but you can always dream. And your lust will be what drives you, what makes you LIVE to be with my ass.” She turned towards me and ripped an SBD my way. “Sleep tight my little slave. Take with you the thought that your old life is gone…you will wish to serve me from now on. I gave you life and I can take it away…I am a Goddess. YOUR Goddess. And no matter what I do towards you…” she leaned her beautiful, large butt towards me….another SBD rolled out her moundful cheeks…I was getting dizzy sleepy. My gaze never left her ass.
“Whatever happens,” she continued. “I love you.” I fell to my feet and slept.

“Rise and shine fart boy!” Giantess Amy’s voice bellowed. I was still sleeping in one of her fart boxes. Last night was a haze. From what I remembered, we played a game, she farted, and I passed out…what else was new? Oh wait… SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED ME!
I was dumped onto her bed. It seemed she was doing her morning workouts…and surprise, surprise, it was nothing but squats. I watched her ass. Up, down, up, down. Such power and majesty. RRRRRPPPPT! Such grossness. I was at a crossroads with this…thing. She was as tall as your average building and her ass mounds could crush me. Yet she told me she loved me. I sat and watched her booty, mesmerized and dazzled by its brilliance. The away it accentuates her booty shorts, the way her asscrack absorbed the fabric, sucking it in…BBBLLLLURRRRRTTT! The way her wet farts destroyed virtually all her clothing. I had to say something.
“Mi-Mistress Amy?” I asked, full of fear. She didn’t hesitate in her workouts, only, grunted and glanced at my figure. “Did..you mean what you said earlier…that you loved me?” She didn’t look over at me, only massaging her buttcheeks. Tiny, but audible fart squeeklets escaped from her. “I love all my slaves, boy. Even when they anger me sometimes.” She spread her cheeks and farted fiercely in my direction. BBBBBLLLLAAAPPPPT! She sighed in pleasure. I got pissed. “Then *cough* why do you *COUGH COUGH* do this to us?! What have we done to you?!”
Suddenly she stopped what she was doing. She dawned an aggravated look on her face… I knew I fucked up. She gently sighed and walked towards me. I watched as her all too familiar ass came down on me…
However, this was more…gentle…and she stopped at my waistline…WHAT was this?! “Comfy?” She asked. To be honest, her booty was cutting off blood flow to my legs, but yes, I was quite satisfied with her sitting on my lap…aroused even. “Yes, Mistress Amy, I am comfy.” She looked back and smiled. “Good, I always thought you were a cute kid.” I blushed…she thought I was cute! “Boys are always so ludicrous when it comes to this stuff…do you even no why you are here?” I remained silent…maybe because this was hell? She continued, “Boys are sent here as punishment for their crimes against women. It sounds sexist, I know, but that is just the way the universe works. Now, pay attention slave, look at my booty cheeks…do they looked familiar?”
I gazed upon her beautiful mounds on top of me and pondered the question. I have never seen a butt so big or so smelly before…however…I do recognize the shorts she was wearing…wait, yes! “Those are my ex-girlfriends pants…and you wore her lifeguard suit too!” I replied. “Indeed,” she replied, sensually rubbing a finger across her asscrack towards me. “You have committed a crime against your ex that was both painful, nauseating, and demeaning. Do you remember what that was?” I blanked out. Her booty grumbled with anticipation. I could see she was getting impatient. “I don’t, Mistress Amy!” She sighed and moved her booty on top of my face…she stayed there for 10 seconds then resumed her position on my lap. I was stunned at her sudden cruelty. Then she spoke in an icy tone. “Your girlfriend was on her period and you practically FORCED her to do anal against her will…is that any way to treat a lady? Or for that matter, her butt?” I heard her booty grumble against my erect penis again. “No mistress Amy, and I apologize! It won’t happen again!” She looked down at me lovingly. “Well,” she said, bouncing on my cock slowly, “that is the point. By the end of our little ‘sessions’ we are going to turn you into a servant for your ladies. You will be a gentleman and beyond. Understand?” I nodded my head in sadness then added, “yes, Mistress Amy.” She seemed satisfied. PHRAAT! Her petite ripper smelled, but I got satisfaction of her booty rumbling on my cock. I was harder then ever. She got up off of me and pulled down her pants. “And as for my statement last night, I meant it. I do love you. VERY tough love, but love nonetheless.” She smiled and parted her cheeks. “Now, here’s the plan for today. I have some ‘friends’ coming over for your next session. They expect NO improper boners for their sessions, so…” BBBBBRRRRUUUUUUPPPPMMMTTTT! “I am going to need you to, well… clean yourself out to my ass…think you can handle that?”
I couldn’t believe how far I had gotten. I stared at the abyss that was her anus. So tight and so powerful. An amazing complement to her amazing plump white cheeks. It kind of reminded me of…someone I used to know. I stared at her ass and got to work. Giantess Amy smiled like this was a normal conversation between friends. “I think we are going to like each other, slave. Now here is some motivation.” Her butthole expanded, then prolapsed into, “BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAARRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTT!” I love you too, Mistress Amy.

God, she was so beautiful. Giantess Amy. Her name sounded like music to my ears. As did her farts. BBLLLLLAAARRRPPTT! Her humongous fartbox gave me another gift to savor. I eagerly stared at her bulgeous, big, behind. So plump, so perfect. Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Her silent farts caught me off guard. The smell was atrocious, and it distracted me. But only temporarily. I continued to jack myself off to her beautiful behind. I envisioned myself getting another chance at her asshole. Last time I tried penetrating it, it blew me away…literally. But Giantess Amy was a genius at alluring guys like me. Her ass was the pulpit, (BBBLLLLLLOOOORRRBBBBTTT!) and her farts were the preacher. They told me, come slave. You know you want me, no matter my stench. You want to try, even though you cannot succeed. You want me. You need me. You love me. PLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAOOOOOORRRRRRRRTTT! I came more than a dog to a dinner call.
Giantess Amy bent up and went into her bathroom…the doorframe was around 20 times my size. “Good session slave. I’ll let you stew in your ‘happiness’” she said like a paternal mother. I still didn’t know I was cumming… “I am going to shower. My friends will be soon. In the meantime, prepare yourself; both mentally AND physically.” She disappeared, farting a petite squeaker for me to enjoy.
I greedily sucked in her air again…and I felt nauseous. My moments of euphoria were gone. This woman had tried to kill me earlier, I realized. Whose to say she isn’t trying to do so now?! How could I love her when she is slowly torturing me into madness?!
I heard the shower turn on. I imagined her big booty all wet…then recalled the horror her wet farts had brought me previously. I blocked the thoughts from my mind and took savory breaths of the now clean air. Giantess Amy’s friends were coming…if they were anything like her, I was in for some trouble…
Amy took forever to get ready. Funny how even Giantess women took an eternity to get dressed. She arrived out of the bathroom in a silky black lingerie outfit. It was the same design I had gifted my girlfriend. Months before we broke up. She leaned against the door all sexy like. “You look beautiful.” I said. I didn’t mean to say that. The words just popped out of my mouth like an idiot. She seemed impressed regardless. “Thank you slave. But your view will mostly be restricted here.” She turned and signaled with her index towards, what else, her gorgeous ass. There was nothing to block the fart waves: no G-strings, no panties, nothing. All that hung from her backside was a satin cloth. It was black and clear, giving an unrestricted, but seductive view of her ass. It was sexy as hell….but there was absolutely NO protection from her fumes. She blew a forceful 5 second fart to emphasize that. PPPPPLLLLLLLLAAAAARRRRHHHHTTT! Her drape flew carelessly in the breeze…her breeze.
I was scooped out up and brought into the living room. There were fartboxes arranged into a circle. I was dropped into one. “Are you ready to entertain my guests, slave?”
How could I say no to a face like that?...and an ass as powerful as hers. “Yes, Mistress Amy.” She shook her beautiful blonde hair and turned around. She cupped her hand around her ass. “Toot Toot, my little slave.” She turned around and blew her “fart” into my direction. I was aroused. But only momentarily…the doorbell rang.

I watched Giantess Amy walk towards her door. She was dressed in black lingerie, sexy as ever. It accentuated her perfect figure, with her perfect white booty, and her perfect long blonde hair, and her perfect breasts and cooter. She was perfect. And yet, she was a giantess. I watched her walk, (stride more like it) towards her door and I couldn’t help being afraid. After all, I was trapped in a fartbox with limited holes in it. Add on to that fact that Giantess Amy was around 4 stories high and she was inviting her friends in for whatever sick fantasy they had for me. I couldn’t wait…but on the other hand, I could.
Giantess Amy opened the door and her friends spilled in. They were relatively the same size, but all with a different makeup. They wore similar dress as Giantess Amy’s, one was even nude. They laughed, high fived, greeted each other like human beings. Well mostly. They did this giantess greeting where they bumped butts, farted, then took deep intakes of their gas…it sort of reminded me of dogs.
The salutations didn’t last long. They talked of their own lives and their own slaves. I didn’t want to hear most of it, some of that stuff was worse than what I went through. And Amy had to revive me with mouth to ass reccessitaion. A truly horrifying experience. “Alright girls, listen up!” bellowed Amy. “Today, we are playing speed dating with our slaves. Would everyone please put their slaves into a designated fartbox!” I couldn’t even fathom what happened next. The Giantess’s went to a fartbox, and excreted their slaves. THEY WERE IN THEIR ASSES THE WHOLE TIME! I couldn’t survive in Amy’s ass for a minute!
I heard grunting from the mistresses. They blasted ass gas at their slaves for a wakeup call. Some cried. Some groaned. Some called out for their mothers. “Alright people, rules of engagement!” cried Amy. “You will have 1 fart to give to your designated slave. After 10 seconds of letting them sniff, you move on. If a slave passes out, you take him with you. The last goddess standing, or in this case,” (she bent over my seat and gently farted. PRRROT!) “Loses! Now, make sure your names are written on your buttcheeks so our slaves have a name to match with the face…or ass.” The ladies all giggled at her cruel joke. “Ladies, take your seats.” My light was blocked out with Amy’s ginormous booty cheeks. “Long time, no see, huh fartboy?” She whispered. I gulped. “Don’t think I won’t hold back on you. ALRIGHT LADIES…ON YOUR MARK…GET SET… BBBBLLLLLLLLLAAAAAARRRPPPPTTTTT!!! Her butthole knocked me off my feet. My ears were ringing and I could visibly see the stinky heat waves. I coughed like a madman.
Farts and screams filled the room as the other contestants started. I was in hell too, but I was better off than those guys….emphasis on the was. “Time is up!” yelled Giantess Amy. “Switch!” I savored the fresh air as Giantess Amy got up. It was replaced by another pair of cheeks. The booty read: Tina. “Pucker up, big boy.” I heard. I looked above and saw her tan booty cheeks, a slight contrast to Amy’s fat ass. Her butthole looked foreign too. It was thicker, fleshier than Amy’s. Suddenly, Tina farted. BBBLLLLLLAAAAARRPPPPTTTT! I was hit by a sweaty, meaty smell. Amy’s farts were roses compared to this. It smelled like Tina had worked out next to a dead skunk factory. “Breathe in slowly, slave. My farts are meant to be savored…digested.” Suddenly, the 10 seconds were up, and Tina was off to torture another poor soul. The next booty on the list was Zohra. Again, she was tanner than Giantess Amy; she was also a little smaller in booty size. However, her butthole was quite rank. It smelled like she had already started. “Mmmmmm, nothing like a little SBD to get a party going, eh slave?” I hadn’t even noticed her butthole contracting she was that skilled. I fell to my knees weak and sick. It was over.
But suddenly, Zohra left, and I met a new challenger: Charlotte. Her black booty was a stark contrast to Amy’s in skin tone and size. Her big black booty, (it turns out the stereotypes were true) felt like I was encased in a smelly night. Suddenly, her asshole doubled in size and BBLLLLLAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTT! I puked. She said no words, only sighed in pleasure and readjusted herself on the fartbox. She wanted to seal in the flavor.
10 seconds past, along with my general health and it appeared my final challenger approached. Her butt read: Kristen. Her booty came down, butthole pulsing, eager to share her joy with me. But she stalled. “That’s right my little toilet. Look upon your goddess. Are you afraid?” She flexed her tight, pink butthole multiple times. To my horror, she grunted long and hard…what was coming next, I wondered. Then her asshole turned inside out…it was the mightiest prolapse I had ever seen. “UUURRRGGGHHH!” She groaned. I was amazed NOTHING came out of that amazing gape. No farts, no turds nothing. It only squeaked and popped, as if ready to blow. Suddenly, she sucked ALL of it back in. She stood up and smiled at me. “Your gunna wish I farted on you right there.” I broke down and cried in fright. She seemed amused.
This cycle continued for over 5 minutes. It eventually came down to me and one other contestant. Everyone else had gotten knocked out. I had become accustomed to blocking everyone else’s ass but Giantess Amy’s. As strange as it sounded, hers was a sanctuary, a place of peace from the horrifying booty cheeks. Kristen continued to prolapse at me, giving me nightmares every time she sat down. More nightmares came, when I realized only her and Giantess Amy were left sitting.
“No fair, my partner isn’t sniffing!” announced Kristen. Amy removed her ass from my presence and looked over. The slave was still as a rock. “He’s dead.” Announced Amy, a note of remorse in her voice. “Well, he serves better as a snack than a dating partner.” Remarked Kristen. She shoved the poor guy up her ass with a *BLOORP* and a *SQUELCH*. Her booty grumbled and I could only imagine what that guy’s corpse was being put through. “Mind if I share yours?” she asked Amy, with evil intent ever so clear in her voice. Amy thought it over then, to my horror, nodded.
I was scared. Amy assumed position and farted her eggiest of farts in my direction. It wasn’t powerful enough to knock me out, but I faked it. “Looks like I win!” Amy cried in satisfaction. “Good form,” replied Kristen in an icy tone. She then moved towards Amy, gently massaging her ass. “Do you want to celebrate your victory with my tonight?” Amy looked at my semi lifeless body. “Well,” she pondered. Kristen stood there picking her loose caboose. Amy was instantly turned on. “Why the hell not?!” She exclaimed. I was a dead man.

I watched the events unfolding in front of me with both horror and amazement. Two giantess lesbians, going at it…VERY hardcore. My own mistress, Giantess Amy and her new sex buddy, Giantess Kristen. Amy’s body contained soft white butt cheeks, cute and deadly. Her long blonde hair swayed with every twist and turn. Kristen, in contrast, was a tan bootied mistress, with dark brown hair. It sometimes got hard to tell who was who in the dark room. They twisted and turned on top of each other, kissing and fingering any hole they could find. I was extremely aroused…and extremely terrified.
All of Giantess Amy’s “farty partiers” (that was what she called them) had gone home. All except Kristen. I watched them from my fartbox prison. They were butt naked and taking full advantage of that situation. Farts rang out like a symphony in the room. BLLLAARRPPPTT! Sensual moans. POOOT! A couple kisses on the neck…BBBLLLLLLRRBBBBBBBLLLL! AN ENTIRE FIST SHOVED UP KRISTENS’ ANUS!
It brought back the early morning horrors. Kristen had been one of my “fart dates”. She only served to intimidate me, pulsing her anus and prolapsing at my figure. It was scaring me shitless…and probably making her want to shit.
I caught Kristen’s gaze by mistake. She was in the middle of sniffing Amy’s ass, much to Amy’s pleasure. RRRRAAAPPPPPPTTT, Amy’s anus exploded. She moaned in pleasure as Kristen licked her asshole, still glaring at me. Kristen beckoned her finger towards me…then she pointed to her ass. I watched as she spread her mighty butt cheeks. Within seconds, she was prolapsing her anus at me; it was like watching a big smelly balloon inflate. She pointed back at me, then her ass. I most definitely knew what she was implying…I would rather die than live out that experience. I wouldn’t get so lucky.
Kristen smacked Amy’s ass. “How about a little snack love?” She got up and walked over towards the fart box…I quivered in fear…and maybe pissed myself. “My booty is pretty famished.” She let out an ass blast near my face, deafening me. RRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT!
“No, not tonight Kristen,” Amy said, to my relief. “That is my 10th slave this year…I really want him to last.” Those words rung cruel in my heart. I thought Amy loved me! At least, that was what she told me. That disgusting bitch!
“Aww, what a shame,” Kristen continued. “He looks like a good squirmer too…hahaha, remember when I used to fit up to 25 of these little shits up my ass?” She beamed down at me with hunger and lust. “Hahaha! MMMmmmmm, it felt like someone let loose Pop Rocks inside my butt!” She laughed at her own cruel joke, prolapsing again to scare me. This time, she also let loose a monstrous fart. RRRRRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPPTTTTT! I gagged as my personal space was flooded of with smells of sex sweat and raw meat.
I decided to speak up. “Mistress Amy, please, don’t let her eat me!” Amy’s voice was loving but stern. “Slave, you know not to speak unless spoken to.” She got up from the bed and I was placed between her butt cheeks. “Your punishment, slave.” PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTT! The fart was fierce and Amy’s butt sweat clung to my skin. I gagged, but at least the smell was better than Giantess Kristen’s. “Tell you what Kristen…I do believe that it is past this slave’s bedtime. Would you like to help me put him to sleep?” Kristen laughed a hearty, unhuman laugh; it was ended with a petite fart. “It would be my honor Giantess Amy.” Kristen laid across the bed, butt up. She spread her tan, mighty cheeks.
Giantess Amy released me onto Kristen’s’ left cheek. “Slave, crawl towards her butthole.” I looked up with doggy eyes; her tone didn’t change. “Yes, Mistress Amy.” I said defeated. The smell was already so toxic, so vile. I stepped onto Kristen’s butthole, which was twice the size of my body. She sucked my legs in like quicksand. I screamed, terrified. It didn’t’ stop till all but my neck and head were inside her anus.
I could feel Kristen’s ass groaning and massaging my body. If I could puke anymore I would. Visions came back to me how she swallowed one slave whole with her ass…the stuff of horror movies. I glanced skyward. Giantess Amy’s booty was descending to the heavens onto Kristen’s. They formed an ass-sandwich…with me as the meat. “Open your mouth, slave. It goes quicker that way,” Giantess Amy said. Oh how GRACIOUS of you, mistress, I sarcastically thought. I watched her butthole stretch in and out. She was groaning and grunting…then:
Absolute ass was unleashed. RRRRRRAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBLLLPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! Amy unleashed the fart of the century. I couldn’t breathe; I had no air in my lungs. It wasn’t over. BBBBBBUUUURRRRPPPPSSSSS! That one was wet, spraying me with her “love juice”. I coughed and wheeze, with no other air source but hers. Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…the silent fart contained all the known stenches in the world. Cabbage, rotten eggs, cheese…and ass. It didn’t let up. BBBBBRRAAAAAPPPPPTTTT! Another fart…I hadn’t breathed in 45 seconds… they were choking me out.
“Finale time!” whispered Kristen, giggling slightly. Her anus pushed me forward, bringing me flush with Amy’s beautiful butthole. “Kiss it, my slave.” Said Amy. I opened my mouth to do so and, PPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR….another silent fart. I was nearing unconsciousness. Something was wrong…my body retreated away from Amy’s asshole. It continued to dilate. BLLLRRT! PPLLLRRRRRTTT! RAAAABBBLLTT! Suddenly, I was pulled into nothingness. Smelly nothingness…then tightness. GIANTESS KRISTEN! She was eating me! “Bon appetite, fartboy!” said Kristen, laughing her ass off. The last words I heard were, “KRISTEN! WHAT DID I TELL YOU?!...and also BBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAPPP!

The last thing I had remembered was Amy’s voice. “Kristen!” she screamed as I was devoured into Kristen’s prolapse. Maybe it was better this way...if I didn't get too attached in all this and just accepted it. Wasn’t this going to be my fate anyway?

I awoke in front of a familiar ass. It was Giantess Amy’s. I gazed upon her glowing, soft booty chunks. Her ass crack seemed to devour the pink panties and night shirt she wore. Her white skin and blonde hair made a perfect match...BBBLLLLRRRRTT! She farted and her hair brushed against my skin. I was disgusted...but excited, somehow. “Morning slave...I want to...apologize for last night’s events. Things got a little wild...and you weren’t ready. POOOOOOOOOOT! Another quick fart stole my breath away from me. I started coughing. “You see,” Giantess Amy continued, “you can’t even handle my farts this close! I shouldn’t have stuck you in Kristen’s asshole.”

Giantess Amy sounded...remorseful to me. I was almost sad for her. However, this seemed like the ideal opportunity to capitalize. “Does this mean my punishment is...over?” She turned her booty away from me. Then: FLLLLLLLAAAARRRRPPPPTTT! “Ahhhh” she sighed euphorically. “I am afraid not. However, in light of recent events, I decided you deserved a change of pace.” Giantess Amy bent down and put something over my face. “Here is your very own gas mask...don’t worry, it isn’t attached to anything.” I sighed in relief, recalling when she forced me to suck her farts like a vacuum. “You and I are going to watch a movie together. And I would like to be cuddled...and spooned.” She put a sexy emphasis on the last word, then farted, long and deep. BBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLRRRRBBBBBBBB! “Think you can handle that?”
I gazed upon Giantess Amy’s booty. So plump and juicy; and I couldn't’ smell a thing! I nodded my head a billion times.

Giantess Amy giggled at my ridiculousness. “I guess we won’t be needing these then.” She took off her panties. I looked upon the majesty. No blemishes or boils. Butt as firm as an ox, but soft as a Temperpedic. Even her light brown butthole gave me goosebumps of joy. It flexed open again. BBBBBBLLLLLLAAAARRRRT! I smelled nothing but clean oxygen. “Dig in!” She screamed.

It felt ridiculous spooning Giantess Amy. I was nudged between her crack, flushed between her ass hole and cheeks. This was where the action was. She put on some dumb chick flick, (like I would get to watch anything) and relaxed. My show was about to start. BBBBBBBBBLLLLLLOOOOOOORRRRTT! Her fart pushed me away from her butthole, but I held on tight. This was the hottest thing I had ever seen and I didn't want to miss it. She even tossed some popcorn my way. It was the perfect compliment.

This went on uninterrupted for a half hour. I was really enjoying myself. BBBBBLLLABBBTT! That was a big one, I thought. Wonder what it smells like. RRRRAAAAPPPPPPPPPPTTT! That was a cheese fart...I recognize the heat waves and vibrations. Suddenly a large gurgle. “Hold on tight slave,” Giantess Amy whispered. She put her hand on her ass to cushion me. PPPPPPPPRRRAAAAABBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTTT! I was erect and beyond thanks to her.

Around an hour or so, I became bored, (honestly I was ashamed with myself!) so I began pleasuring her. I massaged her backside and kissed her butt. She moaned in pleasure, giving me farts for my effort. Then I mustered up some courage, and slapped her ass. She giggled. PLLLLLLLLAARRRT! It was our own form of communication. Our butt language of love.

She started flexing her butthole at me, taunting me with the promise of her gas. Only when I kissed, and rubbed, and begged, did she satisfy me. BBBBLLLLAAABBBBBRRR! RRRRAAAAPPPPPTTT! PPPPPOOOOOORRRRTT! I semi-wished I could smell her farts now. I wanted to get a sense of her ‘flavor’. She was so seductive, taunting me with her fart rays which stuck to me like glue. I wanted a taste. On impulse, I licked her butthole.

BBBBBBBBLLLLLLLBBBSSSSSS!!! Like a reflex, she farted straight into my mouth. I coughed and wheezed, but ended up quite amused with myself. So that’s what it tasted like...I loved it! “Curiosity killed the cat, slave” She murmured lovingly, silently farting as she spoke. Her fart heat made me warm inside, I cozied into her buttocks more.

Around the two hour mark she fell asleep, (I guess it’s a universal girl thing). I was still hard as a rock. Only now, she wasn’t concentrating. She farted far less in her sleep. BBBBBLLLAAARRRRB! I couldn’t help myself. I momentarily took my mask off, to suck in the flavor of her fart for my memories. They didn’t last...I wanted MORE.

Well, she was sleeping, I thought. Maybe she wouldn’t mind if I got...busy. PPPRRRRAAATTT! That response could have been her yes or no; I took it as a yes.

I began humping her backside, (I was so small I couldn’t penetrate her mighty butthole) and kissed her booty cheeks. She sighed in her sleep. It looks like she wouldn’t be awake for this. I humped harder and harder. She became more responsive to my movements. Her butthole recoiled every time I touched her with my penis. It was like a dance between two lovers. BBBBLLLLLLLLAAAARRRRAAAAAPPPTT! She gave me inspiration to fuck on. I fucked and fucked and fucked...then I came...and she farted at the same time. RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPAAAUUGGHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTT! I took off my gas mask and sucked ALL of it in...It was killing me. I didn’t care. “I LOVE YOU MISTRESS AMY!” I cried. Then: PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS……………. “*Yawn, I love you too fartboy”. I took one last inhale, then passed out in her loving cheeks.

I couldn’t believe my predicament. I had just FUCKED a giantess! Well, I humped her booty cheeks as she slept peacefully, but in a sense, I fucked her! Giantess Amy was just waking up. I kissed her butt sensually, wanting to please her. I didn’t exactly know how she would take this. It turns out, she would take it badly.

I was removed from her asscrack and she took off my gas mask. She stretched her ass away from me and groaned. BBBBLLLLLLLAARRRPPTTT! “Mmmmm, morning slave,” she whispered. I hadn’t even noticed the time of day. “Sleep well?” She asked, shaking her mighty white rump in my face. BBBBLLLOOOORRRT! I sniffed her gas lovingly and she giggled. “Well, slave I am happy to say you have passed all your tes-”...she stopped. Then ran a finger across her butt cheeks...sniffed it. Then she looked at me. Repulsed. Angry. Ashamed.

“Did you fuck my ass slave?” She asked, the anger in her voice almost palpable. “Well yes,” I spoke shyly. “But you were asleep Mistress Amy...I thought you wouldn’t mind.” Her face exploded in frustration. “THAT I WOULDN’T MIND? SLAVE THAT IS BORDERLINE RAPE! THIS WAS THE WHOLE POINT OF YOU COMING HERE! YOU HAD SEX WITH YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ASS AND YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE PUNISHED FOR YOUR CRIMES! DID YOU LEARN NOTHING?!” I hung my head and shame...but not for long.

She picked me up and brought me face to face with her butthole. It even mimicked her emotions. It was pulsating, pushing in and out heavily. I was expecting a mere fart...but then: BBBLLLLLAARRPPPPSSSSSS! “UGGHGH!” Giantess Amy shot gallons of diaherea in my face. It gagged and choked me. I begged her to stop, but she only moaned sensually. “Are you ok with THIS, my little toilet?!” Her sludge stopped with a brassy fart. BBBBBUUUUUUUUURRRRBBBB! Her asshole sent flicks of shit my way. I puked. “It’s time you see what us Goddesses can REALLY DO!”

She bent down further and I was pushed headfirst against her anus. I thrashed and squirmed. The shit burned my eyes and I couldn’t bear the smell. The walls of her anus opened, and I was brought into the gateways of hell.

Her ass contained a thousand worse smells while conscious. It felt like an oven, tight packed with meat for walls. I couldn’t move an inch without touching Giantess Amy’s poop chute. Then, I felt her anus fluctuate and groan. BBBBBLLLLLLLLAARRRRPPPPPPTT! She pooped me out with a fart. The wind was like having a tornado of stink around me. I looked up and saw her anus above me. Still dilating, still flexing...ready for round two. It doubled in size: BBBBBLLLLLLAARRRRRBBBBBPPPT! A big eggy fart unleashed another storm of diaherea. She groaned sensually. “Eat it up, toilet. It will be the last meal you will ever see.” She farted again. The smell of poop and fart mixed together like toxic waste. I blacked out.

I woke up inside a large tube. Above me was Giantess Amy. My hell was not over. “Slave!” she called. “Yes, m-mistress Amy,” I answered. “Look upon my anus! Grasp its power and might!” I saw her butthole open and close...I recoiled in fear. She wasn’t farting...only flexing, taunting me with ass smell. Then, a big groan and a push. “HHUURRGGGH!” went Giantess Amy. I saw a brown turd began to pinch itself out her mighty butthole. Her butt cheeks swayed to her bowl movement. The turd inched closer out. “OHHHHHH!” Amy sighed euphorically. The turn suddenly shot out what seemed like miles….it turned into a deviously large log...still clinging from her asshole. “AHHH, shocked my little toilet? HURRRRGGHH!” Her anus dilated further and I screamed...her log was a mere feet from me. I could see chunks of her Del Taco and smell her poop and beyond.

Suddenly, it stopped. Giantess Amy strained, “Now...UGH...listen slave...look upon your gift your Goddess has presented you...MARVEL UPON IT!” I was crying and began pissing myself. I knew Giantess Amy was powerful...but this was something out of a storybook. She farted...I was amazed at that fact. Somehow, a fart escaped her turd encased asshole...her ass was magical. BBBBBLLLOOORT! Despite my horror...I sniffed. Then I felt sick. She giggled, “Even now slave, my ass taunts and seduces you. You are NOTHING. I could crush you right now with this poop, or torture you with my ass until I am satisfied...maybe I will also have you as a snack.” I quivered in fear and began pissing myself. She laughed loud and hard. Then, something amazing happened.

Giantess Amy began RETRACTING the log into her anus! I watched her progress with wonder. Soon, it was nothing but a freckle in the center of her anus...and it was gone. A figment of my imagination. My will broke. “FORGIVE ME MISTRESS AMY!” I cried. “I HAVE BEEN A DISOBEDIANT SLAVE! TEACH ME TO HONOR YOU AND YOUR WONDERFUL BOOTY!” She smiled down at me, then farted a long flapping fart down the tube. I greedily sucked it all, coughing a little. “That’s my boy.” She bent towards her fern plant. Then, Giantess Amy grunted, “HUGGHHHH!” She pooped in the pot with one full swoop. I watched the plant shake aggressively. Truly, Giantess Amy had meant business.

She approached the tube again. I was picked up and placed upon the bed. “We must reorient you slave boy.” She spread her ass to reveal her shit-stained butthole. Specks of shit still clung to her butthole like glue. She farted my direction. “See this slave? This needs to be cleaned up.” I was placed upon her cheeks. “There is only one person for the job...get to work.” I watched her asshole pulsate...expecting a thunderstorm, I got a nice SBD. I was mesmerized. The eggy smell seeped into my brain. “Y-yes, mmmm, Mistress Amy.” I took a bite out of a shit chunk. It was disgusting, but I swallowed it for her.

“Oh by the way, slave. You have been upgraded to toilet. That is your new title, wear it with pride! Soon, you will be eating my entire shits.” She laughed like she heard the funniest joke ever told. “Also, I wish to be called by a new name.” She turned around and sat on me. I watched her butthole with fear. It went in, then out, then in...And out…

“You may now call me, Goddess Amy, is that understood?” Her butthole was still, awaiting a response. “Yes, Goddess Amy!” I answered. “I love you toilet,” she whispered sensually, rubbing her butt crack. I was in fearful love… “I love you too Goddess A-” FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

….I choked and died as her shit-stained butthole kissed me goodbye. One last time.

I was so close to ending my training. SOOOO close! But I blew it. I tried to fuck Giantess Amy’s ass...and I blew it. And then, she blew it. All over me.

PPPPPHHHHHHHRAAAAAATTTTT! My head swarmed with egg smells and shit stains. I pictured Amy’s asshole, twice my length. It opened and shut to the sound of her stink factory. She farted, I cried, then she laughed, and I died. BBBBLLLLOORRRRRTTT!

I woke up in a cold sweat. Last thing I remembered, I was being tortured under Amy’s gargantuan booty cheeks...but the ones I woke up next to were normal size. And they looked familiar. POOOOOOOOOOOOT! The smell hit my face like a baseball, but I didn’t cringe. Compared to Giantess Amy’s regular farts, these were heaven. I watched her butthole contract again on my face. BBBRAAAAPPPPT! I sniffed it up graciously and kissed her big white booty cheeks. The creature stirred.

“Yawn, morning Joe. Oh, guess you must have slipped during your sleep again.” I couldn’t believe my eyes...I woke up beside my girlfriends ass. It was all a dream! All of it! She tossed her perfect blonde hair to the side and sniffed. “eww, did you just rip ass?!” She giggled. I was so glad we were cool with this kind of stuff.

“No, it was you!” I said. “I slipped down and you were farting all night! It really fucked with my dreams you know…” She and I laughed and then she kissed my nose. Then she farted, (BBBRRUUUPTT!) and that made her laugh harder...which caused her to fart again. BBBBRRRUUMMMMPPP! Instinctively, I sniffed.

“Oh, what are you doing, Joe?! Are you sniffing my farts?” She had an air of concern in her voice. “Listen, I feel bad,” I told her. “You went straight to bed after we did it last night...you know, when we tried…” “When we tried anal…” she finished. “Yah, I remember.” She put on a frowny face...I knew I had hurt her pretty bad last night. I continued, “Look babe, I promise, it won’t happen again. I didn’t know how much I hurt you fucking you in the ass. I’m sorry, I wanted to make it up to you.” She smiled.

“Well, I forgive you. But you got a lot of apologizing still to do. “ She threw off the covers and pushed me to the floor. I had morning wood and beyond. She sat her naked ass on top of me. It was perfect size. I grabbed her booty cheeks and rubbed them. “Now, get to work my little slave. If you behave, I may give you a little present from time to time.” She readjusted, then BBBRRAAAAARBBBB! She giggled, “Was that too much for you?” She asked. I sniffed her gass then sighed. “It’s perfect...mistress Amy.” She turned her butthole towards my nose and smiled. PPPPPPPPRRAAAAAAAAPPPTTTTTTTT! “I love you Amy!” I said. She looked back sexily, twiddling her hair. “I know you do fart boy.” FFFFFFLLLLLLLAAAAAABBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!