By: Notmania
It was around 6pm on a snowy Friday night. Zachary was heading home from school as the school’s Science Club had wrapped up. As neither of his parents were able to pick him up, he had to walk home. In spite of the cold, he didn’t really mind the trip home as it was a remarkably relaxing experience.
That was until the wind started picking up. With how light of a boy Zach was, the strong winds were easily able to overpower the small boy, sending him tumbling.
Just as his luck would have it, Zachary ended up flying straight into the rear of a large woman, as the boy was apparently a magnet for the butts of fat ladies. He was a bit grossed out, but not all that bothered given how he’s dealt with worse. That changed however once he heard her voice.
“What the?” the woman asked as she felt the small young man fly into her backside. Zachary immediately recognized this voice as Betsy, the mother of the equally large girl who he had gotten himself trapped in a relationship with. Betsy had been taking her weekly stroll through her neighborhood, which Zachary had unfortunately been walking through on his way home.
Hearing this familiar voice, Zach tried to push himself off of Betsy’s ass before she noticed him, especially given how his position would likely end up giving her the wrong idea, but the strong winds had kept him pinned in place long enough for the woman to recognize him.
“Oh, is that you Zachary? Aw you poor thing, you must be freezing out here in the cold.” Betsy said as she looked back at the boy who was practically clinging onto her butt, unwillingly of course.
“Uh, I-I’m fine, really.” Zach tried to explain as he continued to fight against the wind. Despite his size and lack of natural insolation, Zachary was actually being completely honest here in regards to being fine with the cold, however Betsy didn’t buy this.
“Now Zachary, there’s no need for you to act tough for me. I know Brent was pretty harsh back at the Christmas dinner, but I can tell you’re the perfect boy for Brittany.” Betsy replied, misinterpreting Zachary’s comment as an attempt to impress her.
“N-no really, I’m fine.” The boy insisted, hoping to clear things up as he admittedly feared for the worst from this woman.
“Please, I can tell you’re freezing out here. I mean look at you, hugging my butt for warmth, which I have to admit is quite clever of you. In fact, it kinda gives me an idea of my own!” The woman said as she pulled Zachary off of her backside, holding him over it as she pulled back her pants, revealing the cavernous pit of her ass to the small boy who looked down in terror.
“Wait really I-” Zachary once again tried to explain that he had no need for Betsy’s help, especially the stench rose and hit his nose, but unfortunately, she was not willing to hear him out.
“In you go!” Betsy cheered as she dropped Zachary into her pants, dropping his tiny body right between her massive cheeks, smothering him in the gooey and smelly mounds of flesh. “And now to make sure you’re nice and cozy in there.”
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With a lift of her leg, Betsy let out a powerful fart in order to further help warm up the boy, stinking up the already quite smelly space in the process.
“There, should be nice and warm in there for you now.” Betsy said with satisfaction.
“Since I live closer by, I suppose it’ll probably make more sense to bring you home with me. Don’t worry though, I’ll let your parents know.” The woman added as she texted Zach’s mother to let her know that her son would be spending the night over. Following this, she began her walk home, grinding the small young man between her meaty cheeks with each step, letting out a few more farts in the process.
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After about ten or so minutes, Betsy made her way home, as signified to Zachary by the sound of an opening door, as well as some cheerful greetings from Brad and Brittany. Zach had hoped that she would have let him out as she got home, but much to his dismay, Betsy had completely forgotten about him on her walk home, and no amount of struggling seemed to remind her of his position.
“I’m gonna go make dinner now. I’m thinking something spicy, something to keep the body warm!” Betsy said as she walked to the kitchen, ready to begin cooking dinner for her family.
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As Betsy cooked dinner, she gleefully swayed her rear from side to side, letting out some gas in the process. The idea of someone letting out fart after fart while in the process of cooking a meal kind of grossed Zach out, though with his small body absorbing most of her farts anyways, cooking hygiene was the least of his worries.
After about a half an hour of cooking, Betsy had finished making dinner, she brought the finished meal into the dinning room, serving both herself and her two kids. Brent was out at work at the time, which was a bit of a relief since it meant that he wouldn’t be around to once again chastise Zachary over his physique.
This relief was completely overshadowed by his suffering, which only got worse as Betsy took her seat at the table, crushing him under her fat ass.
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While she enjoyed her meal, Betsy let out fart after fart without a care in the world, each and every one of them having nowhere to go but up poor Zachary’s nose, which was pressed right into her anus.
As the three family members shared their dinner, Zachary remained trapped under Betsy. It wasn’t until Brittany happened to bring him up that the woman had remembered his existence.
“Oh right! I just remembered something!” Betsy said as she got out of her seat, pulling Zach’s tiny body out from her crack, with him gasping for whatever fresh air he could get.
“Aww, Zachie!” Brittany said as she rushed over to hug her tiny boyfriend, cutting his gasping short as she smothered him in her chest, “But, uh, what was he doing in your pants?”
“Well when I was on my walk, I found poor Zachary alone in the freezing cold. Poor thing was practically clinging to my butt for warmth, so I figured that it would make sense to help him keep warm using my nice warm butt, and, uh, my farts, hehe. Though, I kinda ended up forgetting that he was back there on my walk home...” Betsy explained, a bit embarrassed but not all that bothered by her carelessness.
For a moment, Betsy had considered offering Zach some of her cooking, but as she looked at the table she had realized that there was nothing left to share.
“Uh, by the way, sorry about making you miss dinner, I would have offered you some leftovers, but we’re all such big eaters that, well you know...” Betsy apologized.
“It’s fine, I already ate at Science Club. Plus I have a rather low tolerance for spicy foods anyways...” Zach replied, mumbling the last, a bit embarrassed over admitting this, with said embarrassment only getting worse as Brad bursted out in laughter in response to this.
“Oh that’s a relief. I was so worried about you going all night without food.” The mother responded in relief.
Suddenly Brad got a rather devious idea. If Zach was going to spend the night over, Brad wanted to make sure the poor boy would have as miserable of a time as possible, being particularly amused with the idea of the boy spending the whole night between two gassy behemoths.
“Hey mom, doesn’t Zach look a bit cold still?” Brad asked, pretending to care about Zachary’s wellbeing.
“W-what? No, I’m fine now...” Zachary replied, not quite sure what Brad was getting at, but also assuming the worst given his past experiences.
“Come on, after being outside all that time in all that snow, you’ve gotta be freezing. Hell, it’ll probably take the both of you all night to warm him back up.” Brad continued.
“I know! Mom and I can spend the night warming him up together! I mean I’m sure my bed is big enough for the three of us, and what better way to warm a boy up than having him spend the night between a pair of big, cushiony booties!” Brittany explained with excitement, nudging Zach with her large ass to further show off her “cushiony booty”, accidentally letting out a fart onto the boy in the process.
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“Eheh, ‘scuse me. But yeah, it’s a great idea, right?” Brittany added.
“That’s a nice idea, though I’m not sure how Brent would feel about me spending the night with Zach over him.” Betsy replied. For a moment Zachary thought that he had finally gotten a lucky break, but Brad had other ideas.
“I’m sure he’ll be fine. I mean poor Zach must be freezing after spending all that time out in the cold. He could probably use all the help he can get with warming up.” Brad responded, not wanting Zach to be let off easy.
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” Betsy said.
“Yay! It’ll be like a sleepover!” Brittany cheered as she forcefully hugged her tiny boyfriend in excitement.
A few hours later came bedtime, which Zachary had been dreading since Brittany explained her idea. The sleeping arrangements turned out to be just as awful as the boy had expected. The poor young man found himself wedged between the fat, smelly ass of his girlfriend and the fat, smelly ass of her mother.
Making matters worse was the fact that whatever the two ladies had for dinner had made them particularly gassy that night.
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While both Brittany and Betsy’s asses were mostly covered on account of them sharing a bed, the thin legwear that both of them were wearing hardly helped protect Zachary from the powerful stench the two were emitting.
The mother and daughter stayed up for a few hours having a conversation that Zachary couldn’t make out, but eventually the two managed to fall asleep peacefully, a luxury Zach was denied.
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With Zachary stuck between a pair of gassy asses, the poor boy was subjected to an endless barrage of farts. At some points in the night he’d manage to pass out, but only for short periods of time as he’d end up waking up from some particularly loud farts. For him, it was a long and miserable night.