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Family Reunion WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT FETISHISM AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. PART 1 Mike hated this wedding. A bunch of people he didn’t know and didn’t want to talk to. He wasn’t acquaintances with these people and now,(through holy matrimony) he was going to be related to them! God what a weird situation...it only got weirder with Katie. Mike found himself wandering the halls of the cathedral, avoiding relatives and future relatives alike. When he found himself alone in a basement area, he thought it would be a good place to chill. That was, until Katie showed up. Mike heard the footsteps on the carpeted stairs and ducked behind a set of old barstools. In walked the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen. She had bright blue eyes, blonde hair that flowed to her shoulders, and a thick but neat figure around the waist. God, why hadn’t his parents forced him to mingle with this relative?! She looked absolutely stunning as she sat on a decrepit rocking chair. She fanned her white dress along the edge of the chair. Hiding behind her, Mike could just make out a pair of white panties. They disappeared behind her dress as she leaned forward. PPPPRRRPPPPTTTT! The fart echoed in the silent room, completely noticeable in the absence of the party upstairs. “Ahhh,” she sighed. My god, thought Mike, that was unexpected! Indeed, the girl reached behind her dress and scratched at her underwear. It was unlady like. And alluring. BBRRLLBBLLBBB! The fart bubbled out her dress and the girl leaned back. Standing a good 5 feet away, Mike could make out the stinky, shit smell of her ass. It was disgusting...on anyone but her...or her butt! Mike cautiously crawled towards the end of the rocking chair. The girl began rocking back and forth. Mike watched with amazement and hunger as her ass almost begged him to come forth. He watched her round cheeks settle into the back of the chair. BBRRRROOOOPPPTT! Mike could feel the gust of her broken wind hit his face. He couldn’t believe such a smell could come from such a girl! However, his face remained where it was. FFFBBBBOORRRRTT! Her ass made another comical bang. Mike held his mouth to keep in the giggles, while simultaneously sniffing with his nose. Her putrid fart circled around his face and the heat warmed his own cheeks. Her ass enraptured him, enticed him beyond belief. With her booty stretched, he could just see through to her butt. FFFRRRAAPPPTT! BLLLRRLLLLBBB! She sighed with two toots. Mike scooted closer. The smell was cheesy and dank. He inched closer and closer. Through the dark, he could barely make out a figure skimming the edge of her panties. Her butthole. BBRRROOOBPPPTT! Mike leaned in closer. Her fart drew him in like Eve’s serpent with its horrendous smell. He opened his mouth to take in more of the rank flavour. Before he knew it, his pleasure partner had stood up. She turned around. It was far too late to back away. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Oh my god, I’m so sorry!-” “No, please, I didn’t mean to...I wasn’t-”. The two of them spurted apologies, trying their hardest to make amends for their equally disgusting behavior. Mike froze for a moment; so did Katie. Mike gazed into her eyes, trying his hardest not to look down at her messily straightened dress. Katie giggled and broke the silence. “I’m Katie.” she said. “Mike,” he said. God, the sound of her voice was as spellbinding as her ass. “I’m-I’m real sorry for before. I thought, I was alone and, well, then you came down.” Katie blushed. “Yeah. I don’t fit in too well upstairs. I have a few stomach problems and I couldn’t help myself at the reception dinner. You, well,...know the rest.” She shifted a little. Mike looked away, then flashed back to her legs. They were crossed, still trying to hold in her gas. Mike’s hand moved towards his still stiff erection. “No it’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have been peeking and stuff.” he said. “Well, I didn’t really notice.” said Katie. “In fact, I kind of felt something...like, your nose on my…”. Your butt, your gorgeous, wonderful butt. Mike was glad he hadn’t thought that out loud. But what he said was much stupider. “It’s fine. I liked it.” Katie’s smile disappeared, replaced by a blank stare. The air grew silent. “I have more.” That was all she said. And that was all Mike needed. It started out innocent enough. “Okay, I’ll look this way and make sure no one sees...this.” said Kate as she leaned against the basement wall. Mike got on his knees, his vision comprised of Kate’s gorgeous butt behind a curtain of dress. “What do I say if someone does come down though?” continued Katie. “Don’t worry, I’m sure they won’t.” said Mike. He smiled up at her, eager to hear from her ass again. Katie wasn’t satisfied. “I mean, what if they catch us doing this? What do I say?” Mike didn’t want to back out….not yet. “It’s a game. A fart game. Where you fart on me.” he said. Katie still didn’t seem satisfied. “Okay.” she said. “I geuss it’s better than nothing. Are you ready?” I’ve been ready since you walked downstairs!-”Yeah, I’m good.” said Mike. He grabbed her butt and spread her cheeks. Mike kneaded his fingers, appreciating every inch of her thick wall of butt. Katie waved his hands away. “Sorry Mike, that’s just...weird.” she said. “okay, sorry sorry!” he blurted, backing a good distance up. He didn’t want to ruin this. Katie sighed, then took a deep breath. BBBRRRROOOOOTT! It had begun. Mike sniffed with all his might; no need to be silent now. He could smell the beef from the pastrami served upstairs. BBRRRLLBBBBTT! FFRRRAAAAAPPTT! “Ahhhhh,” said Katie. She was enjoying herself along with Mike. Mike moved closer, trying to look under her dress. Katie saw him peeking-then decided to indulge him. “Here,” she whispered, draping her dress over Mike. FFFRRRRRROOMMPPTTT! A large fart sent the dress flying, creating a cocoon of fart stink around Mike. He was in pure ecstasy, sniffing the putrid smell of her ass. Slightly and silently, Mike watched her fingers wrap around her underwear...then slowly pull them down. BBBRRRBBBPPPTTT! Through her clenched cheeks another fart shattered through her asscrack. Mike gasped as the deviled eggs he ate earlier suddenly re-emerged from her ass. His mouth went dry and his senses overcame him. He licked between her asscrack, desperate for a deeper taste. Katie recoiled. “Oh, I’m sorry,” began Mike. BBFFFFFFFFPPPTTT! A fart of unheard of amplitude shot onto his face. His apology became obsolete as Katie’s hand pushed against the back of his head...and into her asscheeks. Mike breathed in even harder. “Oh god,” cried Katie sensually. Mike felt the same way. “This is...so wrong.” she whispered. BBRRRPPPPPPPPPP. But it was so right. Her recent toot was stronger than he had expected. He coughed and giggled. “Deviled eggs?” Katie giggled as well. “Actually I think it was the broccoli. That does stuff to me. Lots of stuff. Stuff like this.” She raised a leg and Mike saw her cheeks open up like the gates of heaven. BBRRRRAAARRRRRFFFTTTT! “Oh my god yes!” cried Katie. Mike sniffed as her asshole rippled onward. He felt no shame putting his nose against her asshole, letting it tickle him. Katie moaned as he did so, letting her gas flow freely. Time seemed to slow for the two of them. Mike and Katie were in a flurry of ecstasy as dominatrix and fart slave. Mike reached for his pants. “Mike...it’s a game remember? We’re family...I think.” FFFRROOOOOTT! Mike thought on her words as her booty unleashed another perfection. So stinky, so sexy. But she was right. It was just a game. Kate took a lighter tone. “Mike. Open your mouth,” she sexily said. Mike did so, and Kate aligned his face against her butthole. Mike breathed in slowly, daring not to have his tounge interfere…in case anything would get weird. “Mike,” Katie began again, enjoying his breath against her booty. “What did I eat?” BBBRRROPPPPTTT! The fart shot down his mouth and Mike moaned in pleasure. “Cauliflower,” he said, his mouth still rolling the fart on his tounge. He heard her booty rumble, as if choosing another candidate for his face. He heard the decision reverberate against his mouth. PPTTTTRRRUTTTTT! Mike smelled a dry fart, filled with tons of dairy. He finished inhaling: “Those little cheese cubes. More!” he declared. Katie pushed against his skull, so there was zero space between his face and her asshole. BBRRRRROOOOUUMMMPPPPTTTSST! Mike and Katie had no words for that fart. Mike simply sat in ecstasy as the poop scented air flew around his mouth for around 10 seconds. As the fart reached it’s end, he could feel Katie’s fingers reach for her privates. No fair, she got to masturbate and he didn’t? The moment wasn’t quite lived out; footsteps could be heard on the stairs. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was little the two of them could do. Mike, still caught in a daze from Katie’s gorgeous ass and fumes, stumbled to his feet. Katie had a more difficult time, pulling up her underwear and straightening her dress. The figure emerged from the steps just as she was smothering the edges. “Katie, you down here?” came a female voice. What emerged from the balcony was a woman, somewhere in her thirties, with a plump figure and a black dress. “Aunt Macy I-uh, hi Aunt Macy,” stuttered Katie. Mike froze. So this was the other side of the family. Aunt Macy stopped at the bottom, cringing her face a little. “What were you two doing down here?” she asked, the concern quite visible. Mike found the courage to speak up. “We were, umm exploring, the basement and stuff.” Aunt Macy crossed her arms. “Exploring?” “Yeah, you know, we made a game out of it,” said Katie. Aunt Macy grew a wicked smile on her face. “The fart game?” she said. Katie and Mike stood with blank expressions. Aunt Macy laughed, then took a VERY deep sniff of the air. “Ahhh, I love this family. You certainly know how to have some fun.” Mike shivered as Aunt Macy’s eyes met his. She walked on over towards him. Mike suddenly noticed that she was bigger and taller up close. “Do you want to have some more fun Mike?” Mike felt his hand glide away from his boner again. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The trio found themselves in a dark boiler room. “Ah here we go. This should mask the sound. Not too much we can do about the smell however,” said Aunt Macy. “But I’m sure that won’t be a problem, huh Mike?” She had her hand on his shoulder; Mike still wasn’t sure how this would turn out. But he was excited to try. “Alright Katie, how about an ass sandwich for the gentleman?” she continued. Katie turned around, but was still a little nervous. “Aunt Macy...is this, okay?” asked Katie. Mike turned his face away from Katie’s gorgeous ass...he had some doubts himself. Aunt Macy laughed heartily again. “Don’t worry Katie. Mike here is a fartboy; I could feel it when I first saw him. These things will do anything to sniff our asses. He’ll follow you wherever you are, first cousin or not.” Jesus. So they were cousins! Mike and Katie found each other's eyes, then looked away hastily. “Oh, don’t fret. This is all in good fun. Trust me, I’m a goddess, I know my way around these boys.” said Aunt Macy. Mike shivered as her hand ran along her giant asscheek. Like a sexy show mistress, she lifted her dress, revealing a bare ass with no underwear. She was prepared for such an occasion and Mike was instantly turned on by that. Before he knew it, Aunt Macy brought his face against her cheeks. The smell was 10 times worse than Katie’s. It smelt as if she hadn’t wiped her crack in decades...but Mike was entranced none the less. He rubbed his nose along the wide expanse of her asscrack, taking in the acrid smell of her butthole. “mmmm, good boy. Come Katie dear, play with your cousin.” said Aunt Macy. It took a moment or two of hesitation, but Mike soon felt a smaller, softer pair of cheeks surround the back of his head. BBBBBLLLBBTTT! Katie’s familiar booty rumble hit the back of his skull, tickling his hair. He took in deep, rhythmic breaths, having the fart trapped between two deep meaty walls of ass. “Very good, Katie. My turn!” said Aunt Macy. FFRRRRRRRAAAAPPPPTTTT! “Ahhh, how was that, my boy?” Mike couldn't ansewer, his senses were on overload. The fart was majestic and powerful, full of skunk smell mixed in with meat and dry cabbages. “Looks like we’re winning the fart games Katie.” said Aunt Macy. “Keep it up!” FFFFRRRRAAABBLLTTT! PPPRRROOOOOPPTTT! BBLLLBBBBBLLLBB! BBBRRRRROOUUUPTTTT! FFAAAAARRRPPPTTT! Fart after glorious fart hit Mike from both ends. He switched between asses, hunger for every beefy and soup flavored scent. He sniffed long and deep, giving each side the gratitude it was due. They farted on him endlessly; it got intensely hot and muggy with stink, but Mike persevered with the pace of their asses. He was brought to the floor, groveling underneath their booties perched above. He watched as their assholes opened up from the heavens, showering him with their smelly love. Mike had missed out on the whole wedding. He didn’t care. He got what he wanted. And more. Katie and him connected after their fart session. He got her number. “We should hang out some time,” she said, grabbing his arm. Mike was still dizzy, the smell of her broccoli farts in his head. “Oh, really? What do you wanna do?” he asked. Katie smiled, then looked around the empty ballroom. She bent towards Mike’s waist. BBBRRRROOOMMMMMPPPTT! A dry fart echoed through the empty chambers. Good thing everyone was outside talking and couldn’t hear that...or see Mike sniffing. “I’ll think of something.” said Kate. She kissed him on the cheek then left.
PART 2 BBRRRAAAARRPPPTT! Mike felt the wonderful vibrations of Katie’s fart hit his dick. She looked back, seated on his lap and smiled with her bright green eyes. Mike smiled back at her and sniffed. Her sensuous fart air hit his nose; he could taste the bean and queso dip she was currently snacking on. Delicious. He watched her reach for the remote...no, another handful of chips! Mike even got turned on as she dipped them into the dip. His mind went livid as he pictured what her butt could turn those into. BBBBLLLOOOOOPPPTT! Her ass, now more prominently displayed from bending over, let loose again. He watched the fatty molds of her cheeks fold back into place as she resumed her position over his dick. She must have felt the raging hard on he had. It was just so sad that they were cousins. Mike could only moan sadly to himself as Katie licked her delicate fingers, then raise a leg for another soft toot. The two of them heard the basement door open. Standard procedure was enacted on: Katie rose off Mike’s lap, Mike turned the TV volume up louder and tried his hardest to fan the fart fumes away. Moments later, Katie’s mom re-emerged from the stairs. “Oh hi Mike, nice to see you!” she said addressing them in a sing-songy tone. “You too Mrs. Roberts,” said Mike, sharing a wry smile with Katie. “Don’t mind me, I’m just doing some laundry real quick. Katie burns through a lot of underwear-if no one else is gunna wash all this-” “Mom!” said Katie. Katie’s mom laughed. “Oh come on honey, he’s practically family now!” she emerged from the downstairs washroom to ruffle her daughter’s hair. “Ooh, Sunny in Philidelphia, great show! By the way, Katie, your Aunt Macy called,” said her mother. Katie’s eyes met Mike’s again...although now in a concerned tone. “She just wants to talk to you about something. Wouldn’t say what. I swear, your aunt is as crazy as she is distant. You two have fun! I’m going to the store!” with that, her mother walked upstairs. The two waited for her footsteps to fade. Katie finally broke the silence, by breaking wind. FFRRRROOLLPPPPTTT! “Ugh,” said Katie with a grunt. “Finally!” Mike leaned down against her cheeks to sniff the quickly fading remnants of her farts. She giggled, the air tickling her ass. Mike rubbed his nose along her crack, but Katie suddenly went silent. “Mike?” she spoke up. Mike murmured, his face still buried in her butt. “Yeah?” “Mike, do you think this is weird...like, at all? I mean, at the wedding, this was a game. But we’ve been doing this a couple times...and, I mean, we ARE technically family.” Katie’s concern didn’t stop her from dropping a beefy fart onto Mike’s face. Mike opened his mouth, partially to intake more of her rancid fart, the other part to speak. “I don’t know. I mean, it’s still a game...technically. Nothing really sexual about it.” Katie smiled. “You have your face buried between my ass and cunt, waiting for me to fart like a dog. How is that not sexual?” she said sarcastically. Mike sighed, then took his face out. “Look, I don’t know about you, but I really like this. Do you like this?” Katie squirmed a little after being put on the spot. Then, she smiled, the full contents of her beauty at work. “Yeah, I do. I like sitting on your face. And I like it when you sniff my ass. It makes me feel...powerful.” Mike smiled, giving her butt a little pinch. “Then let’s keep it that way. If you want to stop, then we can stop.” Katie smiled, then beckoned towards her ass with a finger. Mike smiled, eager to hear the fart from her next booty rumble. Right before he sensed a fart, Katie rose. “Hold on.” she said, pulling down her pants. “These are kind of dirty.” Katie tossed a pair of pink,(with sweat stains) underwear, then began to sit on Mike’s face. Mike reveled in her booty for the rest of the night, enjoying every pulse and smell of her pretty pink butthole. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mike lay in bed, the same butthole relieving itself when he closed his eyes. He couldn’t sleep. He kept thinking about Katie and her gorgeous round cheeks. God he was born into an unfortunate situation. He sighed and rolled over...at least he could still play with her ass from time to time. Mike’s eyes slowly drifted off into sleep. Until, he saw Aunt Macy standing at his bedside. Mike lay in total horror. He didn’t know what to believe. Maybe it was sleep paralysis? Aunt Macy stood above his bed in the dark room, towering above him with her slightly plump figure. “Hello Mike,” she whispered to him. “Mind if I take a seat?” She turned around and Mike was introduced once again to her mountainous pile of booty. He saw a pair of wide blue jeans cover his vision, then Aunt Macy became his nighttime face mask. Mike grunted underneath her; he had never been sat on her before and was overcome with the piles of ass she had. She definitley wasn’t holding back. FFRRRRRRAAAAAMMMMMMPPPTTT! Good god, her farts weren’t either! Mike sniffed against his will; the power of her farts was magnified five-fold from Katie’s. It was alluring...but VERY powerful. Not to mention her wriggling buttcheeks, which choked his chest and neck to a point of almost zero oxygen. He coughed and wheezed underneath her. “Not so loud dear. I won’t explain how I got in, but my methods of getting out are quite delicate.” said Aunt Macy. Her ass rose and she looked down on a helpless Mike struggling for air. “You wouldn’t want to wake your parents, now would you?” Mike paused, waiting for her to say something else. She didn’t. He only nodded in response. “Good. Now, let’s get down to brass tacks. Or “ass tacks”, I suppose,” said Aunt Macy. She silently cackled at her joke then slid her pants off onto the floor. She was wearing zero underwear. Aunt Macy wriggled her hips above Mike’s face. “Remember these pairs of cheeks, hmm Mike? I know you have remembered Katie’s. Her mother tells me you come to visit nearly every day!” The butt lowered just above Mike’s breathing space. He gazed deep into her asscrack. He remembered her ass...but not like this. She had obviously trimmed it up for the wedding...but now, little care was in place to keep it sanitary. Or wiped. BBBRRRROOOUUBBTTT! A juicy fart roared from her ass. Mike became dazed as the poop particles became strewn around him. “Aunt Macy…” Mike tried. Her fart air was too thick to speak through. “Shhh, no words. I’m talking now. And please, now you can call me Macy...or rather, Goddess Macy.” Macy lowered her butt so her crack touched the boy’s mouth. A silent fart sizzled out the back. Mike felt a high from her stink he had never experienced before. “That’s right sweetie. Guzzle all my farts that you can. Katie’s too. Because technically speaking, we aren’t family. Never were. Those idiots hadn’t even got the marriage licence set in stone before they got sick of each other! Such a shame, young people these days. I prefer my relationships to be a little more...one-sided.” She sat full force on Mike’s face, reveling in his squirming. BRRRMMMLLBBOOTT! Mike caught her fart full force up his nose. The sound blasted through his ears and he wondered how his parents were still sleeping. “Now listen up Mike because this is very important. As I said, you and I are no longer family. For that matter, Katie is also not your cousin.” She let out another fart for Mike to choke on, but his head was in a less gassier cloud. Katie was free game now! Macy rose off his face, letting him get some well needed air. “However, I would request that you show restraint around her. And here’s why.” The Goddess very painfully weighed herself down on Mike’s chest. Her booty, still pointed at him, decided to spurt out a few farts along the way. “I’ve told Katie’s bitch of a mom that her true purpose is to become a Goddess. I mean, just look at her ass, Michael! The curves, the constant, consistent gas!” Mike did, and gained a boner just thinking about it. FFFARRRRLLPPPTTT! Macy farted once more, giving his boner an extra push. “She could become a great Goddess. But her mom thinks I am crazy! Such wasted talent. But there does seem to be an outlier of hope. And it is you, my boy.” said Macy. Mike looked up from her ass to meet her eyes in the dark. Macy gave him a devious stare in return, backing her ass up till it rested on Mike’s neck. Mike coughed, noticing her eggy, silent fart cloud push out toward him as it and her booty met his face. “Tell me Mike. Do you like farts? My farts? Katie’s farts?” PPPRRRRTT! Her ass punctuated the sentence and Mike was reminded of Katie’s distinct smell. “Yes...I do!” he whispered, caught in a flurry of Macy’s gas. “Of course you do,” she said, wiggling her booty deeper into his face. “I could tell the moment we met. You have a nose of a fart slave. And Katie, well...she has a butt to suit any man’s needs.” Mike was short of breath, but in a world of ecstasy. She’d better hurry, or I’ll come right in front of her, he thought. “But I need you to love her booty for just that my boy. Gas only. Her butthole must stay a virgin. Let her do what she wants with your tiny cock, vaginal or...ugh, oral.” The Goddess let a dry fart escape her. Mike took no offense to her tone, instead sucking on the putrid fart palate above him. “However, her ass is off limits. If you are to penetrate her anal walls, it will be with your tounge. Otherwise, I cannot permit you two with my blessing. Do I make myself clear?” Mike took a moment to hesitate, his hunger for booty only sustained by Macy’s asshole staring back at him. Katie was a nice girl. Besides, he could survive not doing anal. “Yes, I can do that. Whatever you wish Goddess Macy.” said Mike. She smiled back at him. “Good. Then may her butthole fill you with the gassiest of farts. You have my blessing boy.” PPLLLRRRRBBBBBTTT! Mike coughed as a larger fart, filled with cabbage stew flavor floated around him. He liked Macy’s blessing. “That reminds me. As part of her training as well as yours, we will be seeing much more of each other. I won’t have you falling prey underneath my niece’s ass.” said Macy, lodging her butt on top of Mike’s head. “So, you will train under mine. First lesson Michael. Open your mouth.” Mike did so, eager to have her farts shoot down his gullet. He opened his mouth, his nostrils and tounge fully engaged with the swirling stink of her unkempt asscrack. “Are you ready?” Macy giggled, spreading her cheeks for a better fit around Mike’s face. “I am,” said Mike, quickly opening his mouth back up. He felt like a good boy at the dentists office. Macy chuckled. “Let’s hope so.” FFFRRRRLLLLBBBBTTT! A chunky fart, full of life pushed against Mike’s tounge. It was horrendously large, lasting a full five seconds. He found himself in a coughing fit, but still managed to keep his mouth open. “Here comes the worst of it.” said Macy. She grunted. Michael felt the push of her butthole, then a hot solid mold of play doh entered his mouth. She was shitting down his throat. Mike panicked at her bowel movement; it was certainly unexpected! Her mighty anus stretched to the length of a baseball, pushing the hot turd into his mouth. Deeper and deeper it went. Mike gagged. He could taste the corn and beans she had along with the other ingredients her stomach had assimilated. BBRRROOTT! A small fart encircled her poop in his mouth, adding to the flavor of disgust. “Hold fast, Michael. Almost done.” She grunted again. The shit increased in length, snaking along the back of Mike’s throught. He couldn’t breath and CERTAINLY wished he couldn’t taste or smell. BBBRRROOMMMPPTT! A final bassy fart pinched off the turd. The Goddess stood triumphantly above her waste and the boy chewing on it. Mike reached out a hand for help, choking on her putrid shit. “Chew my boy. How bad do you want to be with Katie?” she asked, wiggling her shit-stained ass above him. Mike turned away to avoid the extra smell. He chewed with all his might, then swallowed. The whole ordeal took 60 seconds...he felt like he had to puke. Right when he thought he could catch his breath, Macy bent beside him, her asshole flexing it’s shitty exterior. “Now, clean your plate Mike.” she said. PPPRRRRAAT! She sharted the remains of the shit remnants clinging to her asscrack. Mike wiped his chin and stuck out his tounge. Macy sighed, satisfied with Mike’s work. “Now, what do you say to your Goddess?” said Mistress Macy. Mike felt a shiver as her shit still lingered on the corners of his mouth. “Thank you,” Mike said with difficulty. “Thank you Goddess Macy.” The Goddess pulled his head in closer for a final saluting toot. PPPRRRROOOOOTTT! “You’re welcome Mike. Now get some sleep.” Quick as she was there, the Goddess disappeared. Mike could still smell her farts linger around his pillow and the taste of her shit on his mouth. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mike’s morning breath was insanely awful. He brushed his mouth three times and showered twice. His breakfast didn’t taste too good; he imagined what Macy could do with eggs and bacon, then threw them in the trash. After breakfast, he texted Katie. Did you hear the news? he wrote. Katie responded: I know! Macy just told me! Weird am I right? We aren’t even family. The words remained stagnant on Mike’s phone as he thought of what to say. After a while: Netflix and chill? lol. Mike read Katie’s response with wide eyes: How about a little extra chill? She asked. Mike grinned like a hyenah. All his dreams were coming true.
PART 3 Penetrating Katie was all Mike had hoped for...and more. Her pussy held on to his dick like a lock, while getting wet enough for him to slide in and out with ease. Katie moaned and smiled up at him, pleased with his work. She lay on the bed grabbing onto his waists, holding on to him for dear life. FFRRRAAAPPPPPTTTTT! Katie giggled. What would normally be a stopping point for couples became part of their foreplay. Mike exited Katie, panting. He sensually kissed his way to her pussy, then along her asscrack. BBRRROOOLLLLPPTT! Katie rewarded his treasure hunt with a dry fart. Mike inhaled the flavor of mac and cheese they had for dinner. He tongued Katie’s butthole, eager for a second helping. Katie rubbed her pussy, the pleasure doubled by Mike and her efforts. FRRRRRRPPPPTTTT! A more aggressive fart. Mike felt like he was going to blow his load, so he aggressively shoved Katie’s legs skyward. Katie gasped, aroused by his sexual chivalry. She grinned and let out a nasty 5 second fart. BRRLLLBBLLRRUUBBTT! The smell hit Mike’s nose like a truck. He watched her butthole wink at him, taunting him to come in and play. But then he remembered Mistress Macy’s words. Mike swallowed his pride and entered Katie’s hole. She made a satisfied noise...but Mike knew it could have been louder. Katie took the initiative after 5 minutes of pounding. She thrust Mike onto the bed, then sat on his face. BBLLLRRROOOOT! PPPRRLLLLBBBBTT! Mike savored her farts, then led his tounge along her pussy, taunting her. FFRRRRROOOPPTT! He entered Katie’s then spelled the alphabet out with his tounge. Something he learned from a show. Katie moaned...it seemed to work. BBLLLLLTTT! Mike moved to lick her butthole. He loved the tangy, rotten smell her asscrack held. He moved back to her pussy. A different taste and stink, but good nonetheless. FFRRRRRRMMMPPPTT! Katie giggled as the vibration hit Mike’s face and back at her ass. It was like her asshole was the crash dummy and Mike’s face was the obedient little wall to hit. PPRRRRRPPPTT! The stink was well established around Mike’s face. He didn’t know what hole to lick. Katie rose off his face and decided to change the game. She crawled to the edge of the bed and led a finger along her asscrack. “Doggy style. Do me...Doggy style!” she panted. Mike stood over her creamy buttcheeks. He looked at her face, then at her asscrack. He knew damn well where she wanted him to go...but he couldn’t. He made a promise. Mike reluctantly stuck his penis into her vagina again. He watched her asshole pucker eagerly...almost disappointedly. PPPRRRRRRBBBB! A small, sad sounding fart was released. It was like a stray dog crying...begging to be fucked. FFRRRRRRBBLLLTT! A much stronger fart, full of energy, full of rotten stink! Katie wasn’t making this easy for him. BBLLLLLLPPPP! PRRROOOOOTTT! FFRRRRAAAPPPPBBBTTT! Fart after greasy fart let loose. Katie was certainly getting his point across. Mike was caught in a haze of her delicious stink. Maybe if he came, the urge would settle down. Mike thrusted harder and faster...meanwhile, Katie farted longer and harder. PPPRRROOOPT! FFRRRMMMPPPTT! BBLLLOORRUUUPPP! Mike was amazed by the tenacity of her farts. Her asshole bubbled and winced like a sewer pipe. One fart impressed Mike the most. PPPPRRRRFFFFTTTSSSSHHTTT! The wettest, rankest fart Mike had smelled from her shot out her ass. Sprinklets of ass juice landed on his hips. He pulled out in ectasy and knelt against her asscrack, eager to take in every scent...until it got sour. FFRRRHTTTTSSSHHHTTT! Before Mike could react, Katie’s asshole sprayed shit onto his chest. “Oh god!” she cried. FFFFRRLLLPPPTTSSHHTT! It was too late. With a loud moan, Katie’s excrement continued to spray on Mike’s chest. When it was over, they both froze. Mike looked at the shit dribble along his chest. Katie sat up, eyes wide in shock. The smell was horrendously present. “umm...thanks.” said Mike. The two eyed each other and laughed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The shower was a safe haven to wash off the stink. But that didn’t mean that it was stink free. BBRRRRRROOMMPPPTTTTHSSSHTT! “Oaaah! That was a big one!” declared Katie. Mike giggled, watching her tug the bar of soap around her ass. He loved how dirty Katie talked about her fart. Now he would never had to hide his love for her ass. He happily took a deep whiff of her gas as the shower steam took it away. Katie giggled. “You still got a little of me leftover. Here.” Katie ran the soap around Mike’s torso, holding him seductively. “I’m still sorry by the way.” she said. “No need. It happens.” said Mike. Katie frowned. “Not really. I’m pretty sure your girlfriend shitting on your chest turns guys off.” Mike smiled. “Yeah. Some guys. But I’m not some guy. And you're not some girl.” Katie smiled back. “Here, I don’t think you got to finish yet.” She turned and leaned against the shower glass, spreading her ass with one hand. “Backdoors open.” she giggled. Mike watched her butthole flex as a cascade of soapy water splashed against his dick. FFRRPPTTSSHT! Katie moaned sexually, running a finger along her ass. God she was hot. Mike decided to work around her asshole. “If it’s okay, maybe we should do it a little cleaner this time.” Katie smiled back. “Oh right, clean. That’s a new one for us.” She bent down and began stroking Mike’s cock in her hand. “Just remember. My butt’s open to you. Always.” With those final words she slid her mouth around Mike’s dick. Mike had her last sentence playing in her head, visions of her asshole reaching out to him. It didn’t take long for him to cum this time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ BBLLLRRROOOBBBBPPPPPTTT! Mike watched Macy’s asshole shoot the fart at him and inch away. He was caught in it’s stink of cauliflower and baked beans. Just when it became too much her apparatus lowered him. “So. How was the sex?” Asked Macy above him. Mike took a second to look at her outfit once more. She sure dressed like a mistress. She wore a black dominatrix leather suit, full of studs and cloth around her big, round ass. She was Katie’s aunt, but he couldn’t see her big ass passing down the gene pool. FFRRRRROOMMMPPTS! Her farts, possible. “Whoops, sorry, missed that one.” Mike felt the chains around him pull her into her asscrack. Her fart repeated itself once more. It was much more diabolical up close. “Again, how was the sex?” Mike coughed. “The what?” he asked. “Oh don’t kid me Michael. I know you and Katie would have gotten it on by now. Did you keep your promise?” Mike gazed into her bulging butthole, devoid of ansewer at first. “Well, yes. But it was difficult. Your niece, she’s...amazing.” The conversation was cut off as Mike was brought into her cheeks again. FFLLLPPOOOOPPPTT! An airy fart filled with rank chili taste got into his mouth. “I’d imagine so. She takes it from me.” said Macy, smiling and wiggling her booty around her slave’s face. “But don’t get too fond of her, boy. Your role is to sniff her ass. Anything else she allows you is by her grace. I personally wouldn’t go near a penis this size.” Mike winced as she flicked his balls, then brought his face up for another fart. PPPRRRRPPAAAAPPP! “How were her farts? Anything to speak of?” Mike was brought down for some fresh air. “Well, they were good. She had mac and cheese. I think a little too much. It got a little messy.” Mike was brought to her asshole once again. PFFFFFRRRRRRPPAAAT! “Ahhh. Messy how, Mike?” Mike coughed, taking in the musty stench. “Well, she kind of shit on my chest...on accident.” Macy laughed, forgetting to drop the boy from her ass. FFRRRLLPPTT! PPLLLRRBBBT! BBBLLUUBBT! Mike wrinkled his nose as her tiny, putrid farts ran out her backside and jiggled her buttcheeks. “That’s my girl! Looks like she’s starting early. Which reminds me.” The Mistress adjusted the chains and Mike was brought to face her booty directly. “Open.” she declared. “Oh god...do I have to?” said Mike. He was already tired and could tell from her farts that Mistress Macy was brewing something special. “Yes Michael, now don’t disobey me. Wouldn’t want to disappoint Katie, now would we?” Mike sighed, then opened his mouth for her butthole to cover. He could already taste the shit stench on her tounge. “You should be lucky you’re getting this Mike.” Macy took a second to grunt. FFRRPPBBBBLLBB! The fart let loose the turd. It began crawling along the edges of Mike’s cheeks. He was right, it tasted worst than her first shit he ate. He could taste bits of blue cheese still undigested. “Katie will soon be doing this to you. It’s the nature of a Mistress.” Macy gave another grunt, then pinched off the turd in Mike’s mouth. Thank god, it was half as big as her last one! Mike quickly chewed before she could send anything else down his mouth. FFRRRLLAAAPPPRRPT! The fart caught him off guard. He choked as a piece of shit clung against his throat. Macy laughed. “It’s a good thing you’re practicing on me first.” The Mistress grabbed the back of his head and sealed his lips around her asshole. FFRRRRROOMMMPPPPPTT! A strong gust of fart air pushed the turd down his esophagus. “I doubt Katie knows how to do that, now does she?” Mike couldn’t argue, mostly from catching his breath and reeling over her disgusting fart and shit taste in his mouth. Mistress Macy sent him home after he cleaned her ass with his tounge. Mike immediately went home to Skype Katie, hoping he could add some satisfaction after his ordeal.
PART 4 The phone camera quickly panned from Katie’s smiling face and bright green eyes to her wide hips and bulbous buttcheeks. Mike watched her Snapchat story labled “come on over!” with great interest and lust. BBLLLRRRUUUUPPPPTT! Katie farted something fierce into the camera, which Mike wished he could take the place of at that moment. He sat in his room, horny and confused. He had thought that Katie wanted to spend some time with her mother today. He guessed that she had changed her mind. He threw on his hoodie and headed towards her house. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not even five minutes since Mike had entered the door, he had also entered Katie. He stood over her as they fucked on her basement couch. FFRRRRAAAAPPPTT! “Ahh, yeah!” Katie exclaimed, gaining enjoyment from Mike’s penis, along with subjecting him to her gas. Mike sniffed; a cauliflower and bacon scent washed over the usual sex smell. It was potent like a flower shop. Katie was really bringing her best stuff to the table! BBLLLRRROOOPTPT! FFLLLAAAABBBTT! PPRRRRLLLBBPPP! Three successive fart brought Mike to his knees to stick his face in her ass. He licked her booty while fingering her pussy. Then, vice versa. Then, vice versa again. Mike found himself enraptured by her lower parts, partaking in every inch of Katie’s meaty textures. BBLLRRROLLBBPPT! She farted as he licked her tounge, giving his erection another inch to work with. He took one final sniff,(maybe a little too deeply; there was a LOT of beans in that toot) then began to ready his dick for insertion. Unbeknownst to him, Katie flipped to her stomach, spreading her asscheeks wide open. “Fuck it, Mike! Fuck it!” BBRRROOOPPMMMTT! A hefty fart shot towards his chest. Mike watched her pretty pink asshole pucker at him, taunting to go inside. But Mike made a promise, to someone with a MUCH more powerful butt. He began to slide his cock in Katie’s pussy. “No, no Mike, in my ass!” Katie pushed him out, then stuck her booty towards him. “Fuck my ass!” Mike tore his eyes away from her mushy asshole and fat ass towards her eyes. “I...I can’t.” he said. Katie smiled. “Yes you can. I want you to.” Katie rubbed her asscrack along Mike’s pecker. He could feel her let out an SBD along the tip. He shuddered as her warm fart air surrounded his dick and lept towards his nose. It smelt SOOO devious...just like her. Man, fuck Mistress Macy! thought Mike. If not literally, then metaphorically! And with that, Mike grabbed one buttcheek with his left hand and slapped the other. Katie giggled, loving the pain, loving the ferocity. Mike tightened his grip on her booty, spread her cheeks apart and thrusted forward. It was the best feeling he had ever experienced. Katie’s asshole was ten times tighter than her pussy. She squealed like a baby pig as his cock inched it’s way into her poop chute. FFRRRPPPTT! A tiny fart escaped Mike’s penis invasion, tickling him. He smiled, then began thrusting harder as Katie egged him on with her orgasms. Fucking her ass was like an uphill battle. There was no natural lubrication like a vaginal. Mike showed persistence with every thrust. Katie greeted his cock with tiny farts, eager to have a guest inside her honeymuffin. A few good pounds later, Mike came, keeping his dick as far as he could inside Katie’s butthole. They collapsed on the couch, Mike’s dick still penetrating. Mike closed his eyes as his heart played to the tune of a thousand drumbeats. He had never felt so stimulated, so...in love. He began kissing Katie’s backside, lower and lower. Eventually, he made his way down to her soft, wide cheeks. Funny, he hadn’t remembered pulling out. Suddenly, the smell hit him, like a thousand dump trucks had unloaded on the same place. Mike had recognized that smell all too well. It was all he could do to open his eyes. PPRRRROOOOOOOOPBBBBBLLLTTTTTT! The massive fart flung Mike against an arm chair. He regained his senses, bit by bit. Every second conscious was another second breathing in highly concentrated methane. He looked up to see his perpetrator. Towering over him, was Mistress Macy. “Why hello there Michael. Did you enjoy our little power hour with my ass?” She turned around and MIke finally understood his situation. Somehow, Mistress Macy had taken his sweet Katie’s form. Then, she had shrunk him, to the size of a peanut! Mike watched her jiggle her ass above him, triumphant in her power. “It took me a long time to recognize Katie’s eating patterns,” continued Mistress Macy, letting out a series of small farts to imitate her niece’s toots. “Not to mention her schedule. I got lucky when her parents took her out for dinner. Then there was the issue of luring you in. I had to stifle my gas just to convince you.” BBLLLAAAAPPPPTTTTTT! Mike was blown onto a pillow; the couch texture didn’t soften the fall. “Haha! Not anymore Mike.” Macy picked him up and placed him between her cheeks. “In fact, you’re going to need to get used to the smell. This is the only ass you are going to see again.” BBLLRRRPPLLLRRRRPPPLLLLPP! A raunchy sounding fart left a whirlwind of methane coursing through Mike’s head. Through her giggling, he could feel her pulling up her pants. “Wait! NO! Please!” he yelled. BBRRRRROOLLLPPTTT! A brutish fart sent MIke out of her asscrack and against her underwear. He was surrounded in a shroud of darkness and stench. “I’m afraid it’s too late for you Michael. You’ve shown intentions of disobeying me. This shows me you are in no fit to be my niece’s slave.” PPRRRRTTTTTT! Macy’s large booty globes shook as she ascended the stairs. “Quite a shame, really. I was actually starting to like you. I’m sure Katie will be disappointed too.” FRRRRAAAAAPRRRPPTT! Her taco meat flavored fart only made Mike feel worse. Through the haze of vile fart smell he imagined Katie growing heart sick of him. “Wait, what will you tell her?!” he yelled. He felt her natural booty warmth clash with the chilly night air as she stood by the doorframe. “I’ll tell her you grew sick of her. That you aren’t worthy to be her fart slave. She’ll move on. She’ll find another.” Mike’s heart dropped. He suddenly heard a gurgling sound from Macy’s booty. She grunted, then let out a ferocious shart on Mike. FFRRRSSPPTTTTHHT! Mike’s cum sprayed all over him, coating him in wet, sticky goo. Mistress Macy laughed. “Well, at least you still have your pride, hmm fart boy?” BBRRRRRRRRRLLLLPP! As her eggy fart was released, Mike felt his puke rise as his heart dropped further.
PART 5 Mike had lost track of how long he had been Mistress Macy’s prisoner. He had been confined to her “fart jar” for some time. Every so often, she’d open the lid and let a few strong toots inside, sealing her prisoner in with her stink. It had become unbearable. Mike had been shrunken to the size of a peanut, making her farts even numerous and even stinkier. He was small enough to be shoved inside her; hopefully, she wouldn’t be so bold. Mike watched her dress across the bedroom. She was a plump, 30-something woman, but bought clothes like she was 21. PPPRRRRAAALLBBT! She sighed as a large toot rumbled against her black panties. Mike was glad he wasn’t in the vicinity, but he was sure he’d be there soon enough. All he wanted to do was to see Katie again. Macy finally was clothed enough to pay him attention. Mike braced for her gigantic cheeks to cover the jar, but instead, her hands reached down to grab him. “Come on now, Mike,” said Macy, preventing Mike from escaping her iron grip. “We’re going for a little ride. You ready to see Katie?” Mike stopped his struggles momentarily. Katie? What was this?! Before he could protest, Macy shoved him into her underwear. PPRRRRRPPPPPPTT! Mike shivered as her harsh gas coated the inside of her underwear. She kept it up, all the way to the car. Mike scurried to the edge of her asscrack before her asscheeks settled into the car seat. He had learned the hard way to find the most advantageous positions when faced with this bitch. BBRRRRLLLLMMMMPPTT! The fart thundered from her asshole, coating the car,(but mostly Mike’s breathing space) with her eggy stench. “Now, I want you on your best behavior when we get there, Michael. That said, I’ve taken some precautions to shut you up, if need be.” She began to drive, coating her pants with additional farts to keep Mike quiet. “I’m sure you’ve noticed my yoga pants, hmm? Stunning aren’t they? I feel they help highlight my sexier features.” PPPRRRROOOOOTT! Mike coughed as her “sexier features” sent a shroud of taco mix and roast beef at him. “However, these pants do more than attract. They also subtract. As in your voice, your movements, anything you can do to get Katie’s attention.” PPRRRRRAABBBTTT! “I’ll have you sit and watch as your actions break little Katie’s heart. And then, she won’t need you anymore.” FFFFLLLLAAAAAPPTT! “Along with myself.” Mistress Macy’s ominous words rang in his head with her noxious gas all the way to Katie’s. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hi Katie. Mind if I come in?” FRRRRPPLLBBOOOPPTT! “Sure, my parents aren’t home though.” Strange, thought Mike. I geuss the pants also block her farts as well. He wished they worked inside the pants as well as a silent fart dripped on top of him. He wasn’t sure how long he’d last in these pants. Mistress Macy sat on the counter stool; Mike was unfortunate enough to get caught right between her crack. BBBBRRRRRRPPPTT! “Oh thank you dear, but I’m actually here to see you,” said Mistress Macy, grinding her booty and fart onto Mike. “I’m afraid Michael has shown...disinterest in you, my dear.” Mike yelled at the top of his lungs for Katie to listen. Macy barked back a few farts at him. Mike cried in protest as Katie did a little crying of her own. “Are you serious?! But, but Aunt Macy-”. Macy rose to comfort her niece. “Oh I'm sorry my dear. I should have told you earlier. He came to my house, trying to engage in my natural flavors.” BBBBRRRRAAAALLLPPPTT! Macy farted and Mike felt a seething rage come over him as her scent washed over him. She was trying to get at his last nerves. “But I whisked the boy away. You know how I am. His tiny cock couldn’t begin to please me.” FFRRRRRRRPPPPTT! Mike banged on her ass, tried to crawl along the sides of her cheeks. But it was no use. Mistress Macy itched her behind, secretly pushing her prisoner deeper in her crack. “I just...where’d he go?” asked Katie. “I’m here Katie! I”m right-” PPRROOOOOOT! Mike coughed on Macy’s beefy fart. “He went elsewhere, searching for another butt to please. But Katie, you don’t need him, trust me. He was worthless. You can do so much better.” Katie regained her composure. “Y- you think so?” Macy laughed, etching tiny little toots into Mike’s skin. “Oh yes my dear, by far! I have connections, I can find you a fart slave that can be under your ass for eternity!” Macy slapped her ass, stopping Mike from another trek along her buttcheeks. “But I don’t want a slave...I want Mike.” said Katie, squeezing her aunt. BBBRRRRRRRRRR! Mike gagged as Katie unknowingly made Macy peek out a little fart on top of him. “Don’t worry, my dear. You’ll forget about Michael. Soon enough.” The two said their goodbyes and Mistress Macy walked out the door. Mike screamed and punched at the sides of her underwear. “Katie, help me! I love you Katie, I love you!” Mistress Macy dug her finger towards Mike and pushed him into her asscrack-then further. Mike screamed as he entered Mistress Macy’s gaping butthole. “Don’t feel bad darling.” said Mistress Macy, hugging her niece goodbye. “Mike will be gone soon enough. You’ll forget all about him.” She released a silent fart, choking the life out of Mike. He passed out as her asshole sucked him deeper into the stink, sealing his fate. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mike awoke to the sensual smell of women’s underwear. He felt a soft rush of linen run across his body as he sprawled himself across the cover of the panties. Suddenly, his reach stopped. Closer examination revealed that he was trapped in some sort of cocoon inside the panties. And it was right in the center...of the panties. Overhead, he saw the ass of Mistress Macy. “You think I’d let you off the hook that easy, fart boy? No, I have something even more special.” Macy grabbed the panties and placed them around her waist. The smell of fresh clothes disappeared as Macy’s rank asshole coated Mike in its stench. Through the darkness, he could see driblets of shit cling to her ass hairs. “This is a favorite method of mine. You were graced with the wonders of my butthole before. I thought I’d bring them to you tonight.” She sprawled across her bed and nestled in with her covers. “Tonight Michael, you will service my ass until dawn. I’m sure you will reflect on Katie till morning, but along the way, my ass will be guiding your guilt.” PPPRRRRRRRTT! The sultry, rank smell of her shit and farts hit Mike hard. He coughed as she giggled and ran a finger along her crack. “There will be no escape. Hopefully, you’ll catch a stronger whiff and drift off to sleep. But maybe I”ll just drag this out for you.” FRRRRRROOOTTT! “Either way, you will suffer. Goodnight fart boy- and goodbye.” With that, Mistress Macy rolled to her side, ready to gas Mike into the afterlife. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mistress Macy was not joking. Michael began sweating excessively as her hot gas surrounded him. PPRRRRROOOBBTT! FFLLLAAAABBBTTT! BBLLLBBBLLLBBB! Mike endured fart after fart, each texture and smell worse than the last. FFRRRRRPPPLLPPTT! He puked as her latest fart whisked her still drying shit against his chest. Through the methane, he tried thinking of Katie and what she would say to him. Macy was right. This was all his fault. He couldn’t keep it in his pants!...well, he couldn’t confine “it” to just her pussy, anyways. PPLLLTTPPPLLLTTSS! “Mmmmmm,” moaned Macy in her sleep. Mike watched her shit-juice dribble down her crack. She truly was a disgusting creature-but Mike figured that Katie took on after her. FFRRRRAAAARRTT! God, would Katie’s farts someday get this nasty!?! Mike couldn’t imagine it as Macy’s pastrami and butter fart invaded his taste buds. Katie’s ass was so sweet, so...beautiful. Would it turn into something so monstrous? BBRRRRRRRRRPPPP! Mike coughed; her anus nearly touched him and he could taste her sour butthole almost kiss him. It looked none the attractive hole tonight. He hated that she could turn into Katie onto a whim. It was an unfair tactic for his horny, teenaged brain. God he missed Katie. PPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSS! Mike coughed as a 5 second SBD poured out along her asscrack. He gagged and his throat burned at the taste. He didn’t dare breathe, for fear of his lungs shutting down entirely. But the smell and heat persisted around him. This was it. He could feel everything going into black. He lowered his head and took a quick breath. “Goodbye, *cough* Katie,” he whispered. Mike felt a fresh breeze pull him towards a sweet release.
PART 6 Mike opened his eyes and saw heaven. Katie stood towering above him, sporting a cute tank top and workout pants that showed off her figure. But she looked distressed. Confused and angry. Maybe this was some version of hell. “Mike! Oh thank god!” She picked him up and kissed his tiny figure-then reeled back at the taste. “Oh god! Jesus, what did she do?! I gotta wash you off!” Mike blacked out again. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mike? Mike!” He heard Katie’s voice push through his dreams. This time, he jolted up. “Katie?!” “Oh my god, Mike!” He felt her warm skin as she pressed him into her chest for a hug. He took a whiff, enjoying her womanly scent and perfume she wore. “God, I am NEVER talking to Aunt Macy again!” she said. Katie gently placed Mike on the coffee table. “She did this...THING to you! Then she told me you left!” Mike remembered all too fondly. Banging Mistress Macy on accident, being shrunk to the size of a toy soldier, then being farted on constantly. He almost thought he was a goner. Which, Mistress Macy made it sound like he was. “Katie I’m...sorry.” he started. “It’s my fault she did this. She had this rule to, well-” “To not fuck my ass?” Katie interrupted. She sounded neither angry or repulsed. “Umm, yes.” finished Mike. Katie sighed. “No, it’s my fault Mike. I shouldn’t have tempted you. To be honest, I didn’t even know if I wanted it. Although now, I kind of don’t have a choice.” Katie moved to the edge of the coffee table to show him a book. “I stole this once I grabbed you from her bed. It’s some guide to being a Goddess or whatever. It’s got instructions...on turning you back to normal.” She bit her lip. “You may not like them.” Mike smiled. “I’ll do anything to fix this, babe.” Katie smiled, then picked him up. “Well then it’s your lucky day Mike. Turns out you get to fuck me in the ass after all.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At first glance, Mike was a little taken back by seeing Katie naked again, especially after Mistress Macy. She had guaranteed him that her ass was the last he’d ever see. Was this another dumb trick? Katie lay upon the couch, putting Mike on her lower back. “Okay, so the book says you have to fuck me in the ass, cumming inside while I fart. Not to hard, right? I mean, we’ve almost got there a couple of times.” BBRRRRRTTTT! “Oh god, I’m sorry!” Her smell of french fries and steak dinner washed over Mike-this time, with more potency. He greatly took a whiff. It was powerful...but desirable. “It’s okay. I’m ready.” he said. He gently lowered himself between her cheeks. “Fart away babe.” he said, kissing her asshole. It tasted just like he had remembered...if not a little bigger. PPPRRROOOFFTTT! A small fart muttered along her asshole. Mike coughed, but was turned on as her familiar smell hit his nose more fervently. He rubbed his cock along the outsides of her butthole. Despite his hardest attempts, he couldn’t stick it in. “Feel anything?” he asked. Katie shook her head. “You’re too small! I mean, shrunken down, you're too small, I mean.” BBRRRRMMPPTT! Mike laughed as her fumbling words and sly fart tickled his insides. “Put me inside.” he said. “But Mike, you were just inside Macy’s-” “I can handle it Katie. Trust me.” Katie looked back and gave him a worried smile. “Okay. But I’m bringing you out if you can’t take it.” She gently grabbed his body and shoved him inside. Mike was brought inside her asshole. It was dark, and tight and smelled quite a lot. BLLBERRLLBBB! He coughed as a bubbly fart shook Katie’s inner rectum. “Sorry, it’s just that you squirmed and...well, how are you doing?” she asked. “I’m fine. Keep farting!” Mike rubbed his hand around till he reached his cock. Slowly, he began humping the walls. PRRRROOOOTT! FFFFFLLRRRBBBTT! The farts were obnoxiously small. Mike could feel himself getting dizzier with each thrust. “Mike? Mike talk to me!” said Katie, accidently letting a greasy fart squeeze out. “Sorry!” she said. Mike gasped as the stink became more prevalent. He rubbed himself faster and faster. “Oh god…” said Katie. BBRRRRRLLBBBBPPPTTT! “Mike, stop, I’m pulling you out. I’m...ohhh”. FFRRRPPPTT! BBLLLLTTTTT! Despite her words, Katie continued to gas her boyfriend. Mike pushed harder and harder. He felt as one with her asshole, like they were connected. “I..love you Katie!” he yelled, his dick at the breaking point. FFFRRRLLLBBUPPTT! Another greasy fart responded to his cries. Mike inhaled the deadly smell and moaned. He came as her sensuous smell surround him. He ignored the overwhelming stench. All that he was or needed to be was in Katie’s asshole. “Oh god!” said Katie. FFRRRRRRRRRLLLLBBBPPPPTTTSSSSSHHTTTT! A storm of shit shot out her asshole along with Mike. He landed on her cheeks as a flurry of shit poured out her ass like a volcano. It pushed Mike along her asscrack, down her pussy and into the folds of the couch. PPRRROOPTPTTSSHTTT! More sludge rained down and Mike was coated in her messy shit. It stung his eyes and poured into his mouth as he flowed around her toxic waste. With a final PPRRROOOOTT! Katie cleared her asshole. There was a moment of silence as Katie’s butt sunk into her own shit, on top of Mike. She and Mike lay in the waste, exasperated and in ecstasy. “God, that was...awesome.” said Mike, still gagging from her fart and shit. PPRRRRRPPRLLBBBBLLBBB! Katie moaned and wiggled her booty on top of him. “I preffer amazing.” she said giggling. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mike and her took a shower, cleaning every inch of the shit from their bodies. Mike was glad to have returned to normal size. He enjoyed kissing her lips at full height and grabbing her thighs to grip her buttcheeks. BBRRRRRRPPPPPTTT! A wet fart erupted in the shower-this time, it was from Mike. BBLLLRRRBLLLRRRRBBBLLBBBB! Mike laughed as Katie’s ass responded much stronger. “That’s MY line.” she said, grabbing his cock and kissing his neck. The two of them found themselves into a pair of PJ’s and laid on the couch. They idly browsed Netflix as Mike spooned Katie on the couch. “Katie. I can’t imagine being without you. I want you to know that.” he said. Katie rubbed her butt along his dick, letting out a silent fart. “I know. It goes ditto for me.” She turned around and kissed him. “You know I’m gonna keep that book around. Just in case you...get out of line.” She smiled and bent his head down to gas him in the face. He smiled, enjoying her warm fart breeze across his face. “Geuss I’m gonna have to be a good little fart slave then, huh?” He kissed her cheeks and nuzzled his face in her crack. Katie giggled. “Just make sure you fuck me harder than you did my aunt. I could barely feel you an hour ago.” Mike loved when she talked dirty. “You want me to try now?” He gently slid her underwear down and kissed her bare ass cheek. Katie smiled, letting out a ghastly wet fart which Mike adored. “Pay me a little lip service first.” Mike and Katie had many nights like this...and more. Katie wasn’t afraid to use the book on Mike. Mike wasn’t to eager to protest either. They lived happily ever after, face in ass and ass in face. |
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