A Christmas Story by submarble

 

 

 

 

Mark watched his step-mom Lorena and his step-sister Maddy opening their amazing gifts. Now it was his turn to open the gifts they'd gotten him.

"Oh-" he audibly gasped after unwrapping a beautiful box, with such an ugly present inside.

He knew he was the odd one out in the family but he wasn't expecting such a strange gift. Especially, not after the expensive jewelry his step-mom gave Maddy.

To make matters even more hurtful, he was sure the money was from his father's life savings. His dad died when Mark was 15 and both the house and all his money went to Lorena...

His step-mom never liked him. But she wasn't so openly mean to him until pretty recently.

Case in point:

The present she got Mark this year was a pair of her clearly worn gym socks.

She even went through the trouble of packaged the dirty socks in a sealed ziplock bag.

Her socks were medium length and probably used to be white. Now they were bunched up, crusty and stained yellow. You could see an outline of where her toes sweated the most.

"Merry Christmas, honey." She smiled and folded her legs.

He tried to hide his disappointment but he was utterly disgusted.

"You think I was gunna buy you something better after the years you've put me through?"

"Uh--" he stammered quietly for a second.

"No, I guess not" he hung his head a little low. He was trying his damndest to find a good job. Sadly, he lost his only good job 10 months ago was having the worst luck finding another.

Unlike his sister who also lived at home, his mom refused to pay any of his college education. So he was always strapped for cash and struggling to pay her rather high rent..

Of course, Maddy didn't have to pay rent. Because she was "saving" whatever that means. She actually worked as a waitress at an upscale restaurant and was a sophmore in college.

Compared to Mark she actually made super good money on tips alone.

"Hey! Come on, cheer up! It's Christmas. Aren't you gunna try out my gift?"

His step-mom grinned and waited patiently for him. She knew she was fully in control here. They'd had the conversation many times. She was always on the verge of kicking him out.

She was just looking for any reason to! This could easily be it, as unreasonable as it is.

He picked up his gift and examined it. He'd seen his step-mom wearing these socks around. And it was always before her workouts.

Naturally, he was wondering if they were the same pair? But what could he do about it?

He looked up at her with a humiliated look, then forced a smile since that's what she wanted. "Yeah." he cleared his throat. "Thank you.. you're too kind to me.. mom"

This made his step-sister laugh a little. Too kind, for her running socks? she thought.

They'd always been pretty close when they were young. But every day he felt she was acting more and more like her mom. She was a fairly nice and innocent person before.

Generally, his step-mom was a terrible influence on her. As kind as she seemed to the world, inside her house she ruled with an iron fist and Mark alone was always on the bad side of it.

He bunched her nasty workout socks up and slowly brought them to his nose.

Then he took a small sniff in.

His eyes watered right away.

Her socks smelled extremely cheesy. His face was getting moist just from the condensation of holding them to his face. Not to mention that they were somehow still very damp.

"How long of a run did you go on?" Maddy asked out of curiosity as she sipped hot chocolate. She was sitting from across the living room on their second couch and couldn't see them.

"Hmm... To be honest, I couldn't even tell you... but I went all out this year for you, Mark!" She put her hand on his lap. "I REALLY want you to understand what hard work smells like."

"Honey, you are honestly the laziest person in this world. I swear to god."

He really wasn't lazy at all. Lorena just didn't like him and liked to take things out on him.

His eyes were watering from the stench of her socks.

Over the years she'd made him give plenty of foot massages, occasionally after her workouts. But her feet NEVER smelled even close to this cheesy until today.

"He's crying. They're just socks. Who cries from socks?" Maddy assumed he was just a baby.

They both laughed while observing him sniffing her socks in and out, despite being in misery.

"I started on them this year RIGHT when you lost your job and asked me to lower the rent. That's when I knew I had to teach you what it's like to actually put effort into something."

Mark moved her sock a few inches from his mouth so he could talk. "Wait... for that long?"

She leaned in. Then guided his hand back to his face.

She clasped her hand super tight till the wet sock was half the size as before.

Not only did this hurt his nose, but it ringed out a few droplets of her foot sweat onto his lips.

She kept her hand there as she explained to him more about his homemade gift.

"That's what the plastic bag was for and why they're still so wet and nasty. I've been wearing them then sealing them up in that baggie for almost a year. Haven't missed a day"

"That's dedication, mom" Maddy was always impressed by her mom.

"Don't you love the way they smell?" Lorena was unable to stop smiling cheek to cheek.

"UFghhmmfphm" Mark couldn't respond so he just nodded to make her happy.

"Good!" she sounded surprised. "I wasn't sure I got them stinky enough..."

She sighed in relief then let go of his face since she knew he'd keep holding them.

Then she stood up and strolled over the to the Christmas tree.

She was wearing extremely thin black leggings which hugged her thighs skin-tight.

He was just staring out at his step-mom's general direction but his sister was eyeing him like he was checking her ass out. Her mouth was slightly agape in a smile.

To be fair, the way his step-mom was bending over was really showing off her toned ass.

Compared to either of them, she was the one who took fitness the most serious.

Mark didn't have time for stuff like that and Maddy tried to be like her mom but down deep, she hated working out with a passion.

He looked at her shaking his head to say "nooo" quickly. He knew she thought he perving. Fortunately, she just rolled her eyes and and smiled at him, then shook her head.

This was a relief. The last thing he wanted was to give his step-mom even more ammo.

She turned around with another present in hand and smiled.. confused. "What's so funny?"

Maddy shrugged and changed the subject for him. "It's just... I wish you told me your plan! My gifts ideas are like a walk in the park compared to yours. I never thought about a ziplock."

"Oh? Well, thank you." Lorena happy that her daughter seemed to appreciate her idea.

"But... there's always next year? Or his birthday." She set the box down onto the coffee table.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Should I open it? Since you've got your face full.."

She smirked at him over her shoulder.

He took a deep sniff filtered through her socks and gave her a shaky thumbs up.

Lorena put her hair behind her ears and started to slowly open Maddy's nicely wrapped gift. Unbenounst to her, her ass was pointing directly at Mark, again, and blocking his view.

Maddy's lip stiffened in disgust. "REALLY MARK?" she said in a loud whisper. Since they weren't related she was always just a bit concerned he had a thing for her mom.

To be fair, as a hormonal teenager when he first met Lorena he probably did. But that faded the first time she really got on his case and now days the mere thought makes him vomit.

Mark grunted aggressively in defense and threw up his hand. He shook his head "NOOO!!". He really didn't know where else to look. She was wagging her ass less a foot from his face...

His step-mom stopped. Then she stood up again. "Okay, what the hell is going on with you?" She leered at Mark, since that was her go to person to blame for anything and everything.

She sighed and pulled the coffee table to the couch then plopped down next to her step-son. She was still in a very chipper mood but the inside jokes had to stop.

She worked as a college professor. This wasn't her first rodeo of immature young adults.

"Alright. I got it started. It's open now. Have at it." she scooched the box closer to him.

Mark leaned over and took a look inside. It seemed to just be filled with a a random assortment of Maddy's junk. Suspiciously, not unlike what you'd find in her room.

His step-mom smiled impatiently, her anticipation was oddly high for a gift that's not hers. "Well, tell us what you got? Don't be rude, honey."

"ItumlookslikeI-" he spoke muffled into her dirty socks still pressed to his face.

"For fucks sake, Mark. Put my socks in the bag! You have all year to play with them!"

She cleared her throat to add a quick addendum. "Although, of course, I will need to keep borrowing them for my workouts. But I promise to always return them right after I'm done."

She smiled at the thought of refreshing the tangy smell for him and winked at Maddy.

He carefully put the socks back in to the bag, which steamed it up after only 10 or so seconds.

He slowly went through the box and pulled each item out and tried to sound enthusiastic.

But his sister was too eager and interrupted him almost immediately.

"Those are..." Maddy cleared her throat. "my favorite work shoes!"

Her mom looked confused. "They look expensive. Are you sure, honey?"

Not that Mark was rooting for but this felt even more insulting.

Maddy thought twice about it. "Uh. True. But can I borrow them like you with your socks?" She asked very sweetly looking at her step-brother, who seemed oblivious to the question.

After realizing she was asking him, he shrugged and gestured his arm "I guess, why not.."

"Oh. Sweet!" she smiled at him very widely.

"They're really nice." she gazed at her mom to try to impress her "I've been wearing them every day without socks for over a month. I don't work as much as Mom but I'm as a waitress, I'm probably on my feet a bit more? So, I hope you LOVE THEM, as much as I do!"

Lorena rolled her eyes "At least you have a job. Being a waitress is nothing to be ashamed of. Hopefully, Mark will learn a thing or two from your extra busy feet, right?"

Mark nodded, but he felt totally degraded. At least Maddy seemed to be having a good time. She was always the favorite and loved all the support and attention.

He begrudgingly brought her shoe to his face.

He took a whiff and instantly gagged. She was not kidding around...

After being so struck by the horrible stench of her flats, he tried to take closer look at them. He had to admit the outside of her leather shoes did look a bit fancy and nice.

But the inside was worn down like sandpaper had been taken to it.

You could see a perfect imprint of her size 9 foot in the torn up padding.

He wondered how stinky and acidic her feet would have to get to do that much damage.

To make matter's worse, each breath he sniffed in seemed make her shoe suction to his nose. Her repulsive foot stench was practically glued to his face.

He looked up at Maddy who was also in total awe. But for very different reasons.

He set her shoe down and started to grab the rest out. He felt a sports bra in his left hand, a pair of sweats against his chest, and in his right was a tangled up pair of mesh panties.

Basically, it was just some of her recent laundry.

He could see yellow stains on the outer rim of her bra at the under boob and by her armpits. And although her panties were mesh, they had waaay more holes then they're supposed to.

"I wouldn't feel right donating those." Maddy smirked but was also a bit disgusted by herself. "Most of that is suuuper old and I was gunna toss it... or incinerate it" she giggled.

"So, at least you'll get some use out of it?" she sounded like this was some big favor.

Out of nowhere a clock timer went off. Lorena noticed it was already 2:30 PM! She had to attend to the food soon. Even though it was just the three of them, she made a lot.

"Mark, keep going. You don't need me. Uh Maddy, maybe come help out when you're done?" She waited for her daughter to nod in acknowledgment then left to the kitchen.

"So, are you having a great Christmas or what? I mean I gave you my literal sweat and tears with those shoes and old panties! Aren't you excited?" her words were riddled with sarcasm.

"Oh yeah, totally." he said, matching her playful sarcastic tone.

"Mhmm. Just what I asked Santa for."

Maddy smiled sweetly at his joke. Then two siblings sat in awkward silence for a moment. "Well, why don't you try them? I mean if you like them so much"

She sounded playful and bored, and didn't really think about what she was saying.

He really didn't want to engage in this idea any further. "Um. I will... later"

"But you said you liked them... You just said that..." she was sounding more like her mom.

"I... do. Yeah. What's not to like?" he tried to be sarcastic again but she didn't take it that way.

"Exactly, that's my point. What's not to like? I wore them yesterday then to sleep in them. Don't mind any of the stains in them, please. It just adds... character." she winked.

He sighed loudly. "Sis, They're my gifts. Can't I 'play' with them when I want to?"

Maddy looked offended and annoyed that he took such attitude with her but not her mom.

"No! People want to see their gifts being enjoyed, Mark! That's like gift giving 101, dummy! Ugh. God. I bet if they were mom's you wouldn't have a problem at all." she scowled at him.

"WHAT?" he practically fell out of his seat.

Although, she was right. But for very different reasons. He was afraid of Lorena and she had the power to kick him out of the house anytime she wanted. He had no choice with her.

His step-sister raised her eyebrows and looked away. She shrugged with a smile.

"No I wouldn't" he blurted out without thinking.

"I mean yes I would" he caught himself, confused by how to answer her question without either perving on his step-mom or going the other way and insulting her. Both would suck.

Maddy was amused. "Well, which is it?"

"I-" he didn't know what more he could say.

"So you're telling me you'd be equally ok with my ass and our mom's?"

"Yeah." he shook his head, "I guess." It was not a very winnable question.

"Then you should prove it?!" Maddy stood up and walked over to him. Then grabbed her panties from the box and held them in her fingers like they were toxic.

He turned his head away. "Can I just have a break? Please?"

"Omg. You're such a brat." Maddy's voice got loud. "And a liar." For whatever reason she took major offense to this. She knew he'd do anything his mom asks but Maddy wrongly assumed he wouldn't listen to her because he didn't like or respect her.

"No I'm not! I'm sure your panties are... awesome. I really appreciate it"

"Then you won't mind if I do... this" she suddenly pushed her dirty panties into his mouth. She giggled as she used her fingers to get them all the way in, causing him to CHOKE.

His tongue brushed against the mesh fabric then tasted salty and sour flavors from her ass. He started to dry heave from the taste and because she was pushing her hand way too far in, practically deep throating her panties with her fingers.

She smiled from cheek to cheek at his reaction and kept pushing her fingers in.

"It's not a big deal. You said it yourself. It's just my old dirty panties. I only farted in them like 1000 billion times over the last 10 years. I can't imagine you can taste that, can ya?"

"HEY" she pointed at him trying to bite down. "Don't you bite me. I'm helping you! NO!!"

"Stop it" she was laughing over him almost uncontrollably.

It was hard to keep up with his nonstop gag reflex. She guessed he wasn't used to the feeling. Or it really was all those years of sweat and pent up farts, soaking into the fabric.

Before she knew it he tried to stand up to get away.

"Oh no, no way!" She jumped on his chest and wrapped her arms around him, smothering him in her boobs and rather successfully keeping her panties in his mouth too.

She, like her mom, wasn't a very tall girl. She was only 5'1 tall and weighed just over 115 lbs. So she wasn't exactly as powerful as her step-brother, but she made up for it in fierceness.

She squeezed as HARD as she possibly could.

It didn't matter which way he turned his face. He was either motorboating her sweaty boobs, or his face was in her even more sweaty armpit.

"GIVE UP YET?" she asked, forgetting that he can't talk.

Mark was more distraught than anything. He wasn't exactly trying to wrestle her at his fullest but he didn't want to have her panties in this mouth or face in her armpits either.

He tried to peel her off but she was like a spider with her arms and her legs around his hips.

Blindly and dangerously walking around, he eventually found his way to the other couch. Then tripped and fell backwards... thankfully onto the cushion part.

She kept her grip the entire time. He took the brunt of the fall for her since she was on top. Her breasts bounced against his face and continued to smother him after.

She was laughing non-stop at the rush of wrestling him and much more importantly winning. After he started tap from not able to breath she finally took mercy on him.

She sat up and kept her hips low so her crotch was on his chest.

Then she grabbed his arms and pinned them down.

His body was half hanging off the couch.

"See what happens when you act like an ungrateful.. brat.. Mark? Those were my gift to you!" She looked him dead in the eyes. Yet, he was still trying to spit them out.

"UGH! Such an asshole." She started to pivot and spin her body around so her butt faced him.

Her pajama-clad ass scooched over his chest and bunched up his shirt.

She was sitting full weight on his neck.

She reached over and pushed her panties back in mouth. Once she had them in his throat, she wasted no effort to lift herself up and plop her ass onto his face.

What a relief. FINALLY no way for him to spit them out.

She fanned her face down and exhaled. She had worked up a little bit of a sweat.

She let her rather heavy thighs weigh down his neck and chest. Her legs kicked out and dangled over his body like it was recliner made for her.

Her ass settled around his face very well. She may not be the biggest girl but her ass is thick. Surely more enough surface area and weight to fully annihilate his mouth and nose.

His arms flailed aimlessly around like a balloon.

She grabbed his wrists and easily pinned them to her sides.

"You know this is quite comfortable." she leaned back against the soft couch cushions.

She giggled as he tried to lift his neck and buck her off. Gravity caused her boobs to jiggle and her hair to move into her face, but she wasn't going anywhere.

If anything his attempts seemed to backfire horribly.

She could feel her ass settling more around his face after each attempt to lift her up, only for her to wiggle some more on his nose which kept getting buried deeper and deeper.

"Just try to spit those panties out now"

No response, obviously...

She could hear the faintest sniffing of her ass. "Hey, are you actually sniffing my ass, bro?" "First staring at your mom's ass. Now sniffing your sister's? Tsk tsk tsk"

She rolled her eyes. Then wiggled her ass to make it harder to sniff, just to mess with him. She even crossed and tucked his arms under her legs, mummy-style. She figured it'd be one less thing to worry about if he unwisely tries to escape again.

"Jokes on you, though. I haven't showered for the last few days or washed these pajamas... So, it's pretty much a lose-lose for you, isn't it?"

She reached over to the coffee table and grabbed her half-empty cup of hot cocoa.

"What a relaxing way to spend Christmas morning. A warm drink, a nice seat on my brother. What more could I ask? Ooo, how about a butt scratcher?" She wiggled her tush up and down his face, nearly spilling her drink in the process, but scratching an itch with his nose.

"Thanks" she said smugly as she took a another sip.

"Still alive?" she was calm and curious how he was but not concerned.

He was exhausted, and pretty mummified under her booty and surprisingly heavy legs.

She wiggled her legs up and down, her calves knocked against his waist.

Her sweaty bare feet bobbed and danced around the air. "Helllooooooo?"

She leaned over to set her cup down on the end table, which caused her ass to slightly lift up. Nearly lifeless, he frantically sniffed in the putrid air straight from her ass crack.

"Ew." Maddy laughed as she came back around with the full weight of her ass cheeks on his face again. It felt almost invasive and really cold feeling.

Her asshole tingled a little but as it pushed against his nostrils, which were DESPERATE.

His nose suctioned against her thin pajama's centimeter's above her asshole.

He could attest that her crack had gotten exceedingly warm and damp from butt sweat.

It almost felt squishy to be crushed by it as she wiggled.

"Why are you so determined to suck in air from my ass? Doesn't it stink?"

She wiped sweat from her forehead. "Ugh. I really need to shower". She reached for a drink, but this time was more careful not to let him get such a big sniff in.

"But I'm too comfortable now! Why would I ever get up again? Hm?"

She mine as well have been talking to nobody, and just mocking him to amuse herself.

The room was quiet with a low crackling fireplace. So, for Maddy the sounds of his sniffs were very apparent and starting to annoy her.

It became sort of a game to fully silence him so she could only hear the crackling fire.

She became quite good at this!

Although it was short lived because not long after, her mom called to her from the kitchen.

"Kids -- I could use a hand like 10 minutes ago??"

Maddy sighed. Just when she was finally getting the hang of controlling his breaths!

She sat up off his face and nearly stumbled herself. He leg was a little asleep.

Coincidentally... so was Mark. Who knows how long he was.

His face was pushed deep into the cushion, which was still deflated. His head shape was indented and practically level to the rest of the cushion.

His chest was still breathing.

His nose was flattened, just two little slits, but he was sniffing in.

Maddy lifted her left foot up and hovered it over his face to see if her feet could wake him up.

She got sick of waiting and balancing, so she slapped her foot onto his face.

Her sole crushed his nose then she slid it back, wiping some grime off in the process, until her toes were just ever so slightly under his nose. But he still wasn't up.

She crawled her toes up his mouth and then into his nose like an inch worm.

This cut off some of the airflow for him but let him sniff the sweaty stench of her toes in full. Clearly, she'd worked a really tough waitressing shift last week leading to the holidays.

He opened his eyes to realize what he was sniffing.

He was beginning to see Maddy just like his step-mom. He was understandably scared of her. So, he just stayed still and sniffed in her stinky toes till she moved them.

"Mom needs us. So if you're done being lazy... and sleeping all damn day... you should help." She moved her foot off his face, her toenails scraping his nostrils by accident.

He nodded and watched her walk away down the hall.

After he finally composed himself and made it to the kitchen, Maddy was already sitting at the table doing some assorted tasks for his step-mom.

There was low Christmas music playing from a speaker. Not loud enough to bother their talking but enough to keep the holiday ambience.

Lorena looked at her son. "Oh, hey" she seemed confused why he came.

He grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip. "I-want-to-help-out." His voice was coarse.

"Yeah.." she looked skeptical. He'd never helped cook before and she doubted he knew how. She rolled her eyes. "Nah, you're just gunna get in the way. Go play with your gifts, Mark."

For obvious reasons, that did NOT sound very appealing to him.

She opened a cupboard and had to get up on her tippy toes since she was quite short at 5'3. Her ass jiggled as she reached and even made a little hop.

"Do you want help? I can help you reach things? That's easy"

His step-mom turned around and crossed her arms. "Easy? Huh?"

She squinted and sized him up. "That might work. You'd do that for me?"

He nodded. Then walked to the cupboard. It was pretty high but he could do it.

"Excuse me? What are you doing?" she crossed her arms very judgingly.

He looked down at her. "I- was... uh going to grab it for you?"

"Grab what?" she said insultingly with raised eyebrows.

"I don't want to be telling you what to grab every second. Just get on the ground. Lay down." She pointed down to her bare feet on the hard kitchen floor.

"What?" he realized what she meant. "No, mom. Please.. I can just grab it." He made sure to gesture up in the air to prove how tall he is.

She shrugged "Hey, you wanted to help right? You can try to be my stepping stool. That's it." She gently put her hands on his shoulders and guided him to the ground since he seemed to be unable to make up his mind about helping out or not.

She wasted no time to step onto his stomach then walked onto his chest.

Her feet caved in about 5 inches into his stomach. She was surprised how squishy he was. Although she had to admit it felt a lot nicer than standing on the hard tiles.

She lifted her foot up and hovered her soles over his face.

"What? Something the matter?" she smiled playfully "Gosh I'm not that heavy am I?"

She continued to balance on his chest and stick her foot out in the air above him.

"Probably cuz your feet are super sweaty and dirty" Maddy said all the way from the table.

This triggered Lorena to lean on the countertop and pull her foot up to examine it.

"Oh, you know what you're right. Well maybe I should wash them off first."

Her foot was sweaty and was covered in grey-brown dirt. "Markie you wouldn't mind, right? It's your fault anyhow. I ran sooo hard this morning to prepare your gift. And I've been slaving in this hot kitchen for you. But if you'd rather I can go get my socks and put them on? "

She tilted her head still leaning on the counter but standing on his ribs with one foot.

"No? .. Ok" he seemed to still be paralyzed with indecision. "Stick out your tongue for me."

"Any day now. We're kind of in a rush you know?"

He stuck his tongue out, but he couldn't keep it from quivering. Her foot look monstrously big from his angle and he couldn't imagine it stepping on his tongue.

His step-mom took notice and quickly stepped on his mouth with her sweaty feet.

Feeling a sense of stability, she let more of her weight down. His tongue felt squishy to her and was instantly compressed like a pancake onto his chin.

She lifted her foot and grinded it down hard, starting with her heel and ending with her toes. She made sure to squeeze his tongue and really get the build up of dirt between her toes.

Mark opened his eyes instinctively each time her foot left his face, only for him to immediately close them again when he saw her sole coming for his nose and eyes.

The longer it went on, the less careful she started being.

When she switched to her other foot, she stood her "clean" foot half on his chest and neck, then was practically stomping on his tongue with her left foot. "Sorry hon, we're in a rush." She laughed in mid pinch of his tongue between her toes.

They were painted and nice, but they too had dirt under them she was trying to clean.

His tongue was shockingly brown and red everywhere else. It was flat too.

She didn't even realize she had that much dirt on the bottom of her foot.

She supposed if you gathered it all to one spot, it would look quite dirty.

"Wow, goood job! I didn't think you had it in you.. I guess you are good something huh? Cleaning feet. Not a real job but... it could come in handy around here, right Maddy?"

His step-mom and sister laughed a good deal. "We can stop buying soap if we use him"

He did not like the sound of his step-sister's addition to the conversation.. not one bit.. Between his mom's exercise routine and his sister's waitressing, could he ever even finish?

Before he could even think about it, Lorena was stepping right back onto his face.

He braced himself. But this time she stepped on him with both feet. One was square on his forehead and the other was partially on his nose with her heel on smashing his lips.

She was repositioning herself every few seconds. It wasn't an easy balance.

Lorena leaned her hips against the counter, then stood on her tippy toes. "Fuck! I'm so close."

She looked down at her son's face. His eye was scrunched up half-closed in agony and his other was being crushed by her sole. Her left foot was planted firmly on his mouth.

His jaw looked jagged and dislodged from all her weight.

"Hmmm.. hm hm.. hm hm"

She shrugged it off and readjusted herself humming nonchalantly.

Standing on him for almost a 3 minutes now, she was starting to leave prints all over his face. As in his face was turning so red that wherever she stepped left a little white indent.

"Stay still. How am I supposed to reach this if you keep moving?" she paused for 10 seconds, just to scold him until she heard him try to apologize.

"Now where was I?" she sighed and stepped around his face without even looking down at it. Her right sole pushing into his right eye and her left onto the bridge of his nose.

She swiped her right arm up at the cupboard, seemingly randomly, unable to see if she was touching the bowl. She made a tiny hop up, then another but still couldn't get it.

She jumped up and down 5 more times, impressively landing near the same spot on his face.

By this point, Mark had tears rolling down his cheeks. She wasn't overweight by any means, but 125 lbs focusing or jumping in one spot mine as well feel like a cement truck.

"How much longer? Do you... almost have it?" even his words sounded pained.

This caught Lorena off-guard. He can talk? She sighed. That was a little rude.

So, she put her left foot on top of his mouth. Crushing his lips. Then she moved her right foot onto the exact same spot, forcing her feet to compete for the space.

She stood on her tippy toes then pretended to be reaching around the cupboard.

This was WAY too much weigh on his lips and mouth, so slowly but surely his jaw started to open and his step-mom's feet fell into, toes first.

"Owwww" she squealed. "Damn it, Mark"

Both of her sets of toes were forcing their way into his mouth and resting all her weight on his tongue, the roof of his mouth and just about anywhere they could touch.

But it was not comfortable for her. His teeth were biting on both sides.

To be fair, her toe nails were pinching him too. But it was sort of like quick sand for her feet. She kept trying to readjust and use one for to prop the other out but it wasn't working.

She stopped trying and kept balancing inside his mouth, on her tippy toes.

It didn't hurt her if she stayed perfectly still.

"Happy? I'm stuck." she sounded for more fatalistic than reality, since she could just hoist herself up using the counter. But she liked making him pay.

"I guess, I'll just stay right here. Sorry Maddy, dinner's cancelled." she shrugged her right arm, since her left was still helping her balance on the counter.

She felt his tongue pulsing between her left toes.

"Omg" she rolled her eyes. Then let all her weight go to her right foot which was a bit deeper.

She grunted, pulling up her leg while leveraging her arm until she managed to get her left foot out. Of course this left a little bit of space for her other foot to go deeper.

Mark Gagged on her tiny foot, which was expanding in his mouth more than her two feet did. To both their surprises she could "comfortably" fit half her foot in his mouth.

She finally stepped back onto his chest and unclogged her other foot from his mouth.

She casually wiped her feet on his shirt, patted her thighs, and crossed her hands in a slap. Then she looked down at her feet, they were scratched up a little bit but fine otherwise. "Well, we tried, right? No harm, no foul. Ah well. No biggie"

She smiled innocently and stepped forward towards his face again.

But rather than stepping on his face, she stepped to the sides. Then squatted down.

Mark was hardly recovered and still sore from having way too many feet shoved in his mouth. When he opened his eyes, he could only see her yoga pants stretching over her big ass.

His step-mom casually opened one of the bottom cupboards by the sink right next to him. Then grabbed a spare bowl of about the same size she was looking for up top.

"This one's perfect" she looked between her thighs and smirked at Mark, looking back at her.

Maddy stuck her tongue out at seeing this "Seriously? He simply can't get enough of your ass! Look at him, mom. It's pathetic isn't it? I seen him looking a bunch today."

She sounded oddly jealous, but as usual was misrepresenting things.

Lorena looked closer and spread her knees out so she could squat lower.

She squatted just low enough for her ass crack to bob and brush against the tip of his nose. His eyes, understandably, stayed focused right on the moon-like object bouncing above him.

"Oh, I see it now. He does seem obsessed. You like my ass, son? Even when it's all sweaty?"

The poor guy could barely talk from earlier. So, he shook his head slowly left and right. Although, this unintentionally rubbed his nose against her ass while she squatted.

"WOW. Point taken." She stood up.

"It must be your lucky day then."

She walked over to the trash bag they used for the wrapping paper, and fished around until she came out holding a bow. She then slapped the bow to her ass and posed for her step-son.

"Ta-da! You wanted it, you got it."

Mark sat up. His whole body ached. He had to focus his vision to even see the bow.

His mom ran her hand seductively up her leg and then her ass. "What do you say?"

"I-I" his voice was again very coarse. He shrugged, "thanks, mom"

"You're so welcome dear. Now get moving, lazy. Let's go to the table."

She casually walked to the counter and grabbed an arrangement of vegetables, a cutting board, and knife. Then she handed some to him to help carry over to the table.

Afterwards, she pointed to the wood chair at the center of the table, holding the large knife. She accidentally came off far more intimidating than she meant to.

She leaned against the table with one arm and put her other hand impatiently on her hip. "Relax, I know you're excited and I gifted you my ass, but I still have to use it silly."

Her eyebrows raised condescendingly like she was talking to an idiot. "To sit on? Obviously" She pointed down at the chair again and cocked her head forward "Put your head down..."

He sighed and kneeled down onto the hard kitchen tile.

Then he rested his head in the center of the wood chair. His breathing stuttered as he waited. He felt like his bones were creaking more than they should.

His step-mom was swung her leg over his chest.

The black tights hugging her ass cheeks showed an outline of her toned butt. He could see a slight wedgie going up her crack and folding creases under each ass cheek.

It was a horrifying reminder of how defined and deep her bubble butt stuck out.

The monstrous ass got bigger as she squatted.

The creases and folds disappeared as the fabric stretched, letting some light in and exposing a tint of her tan skin underneath, until her ass was at his nose.

She sat on him like she would any other seat. Her ass slammed down with its full weight. Then she scooched herself left and right, and bounced a few inches up and down.

She managed to get legs a bit more under the table this way, and scoot the chair in slightly.

His nose smushed into the fabric of her leggings, forming her ass around him like playdoh. Her cheeks came around him so far they wrapped around and touched the chair.

Lorena and Maddy began to chitchat casually for the next five minutes.

No fucks were given for the miserable step-son being smothered in Lorena's sweaty ass crack.

It was like any other Christmas day to them! It was the first year in a long time where it felt like Mark wasn't really there.. not part of her family.

So, Lorena definitely loved that aspect. And Maddy was getting more on board.

With her heavy ass and great posture, it didn't take long for Mark to run low on breath.

Her ass was smothering and closing his nose flat, while her warm pussy crushed his mouth. Her taint felt damp to him, no doubt from all the sweat she'd already bragged about.

Eventually, the relentless pain and lack of oxygen became too much for him.

He tapped out on her thighs, started to kick his feet, and groaned into her crotch.

"MFMOIFEMWFMgmmmmmm" he tried to be loud but it came out subdued.

His step-mom and sister didn't even care enough to break their conversation, let alone acknowledge his existence as their chair. His cries were white noise in the background.

His taps were pesky, though. Annoying like a few mosquitos.

"Looks like someone's having a temper tantrum..." his step-mom was extra smug.

Maddy smiled. "Jeees, I know, right?! Ungrateful prick. You'd think he would be psyched now. If he loves staring at your ass so much, now that's all he can do."

He used his hands to try to lift her up.

He grabbed her firm ass and pushed but only managed to get her about half an inch in the air. In practice, all he really did was spread her ass cheeks just before his arms gave out.

He did get a quick whiff of her ripe asshole, though. Before dropping it onto his face.

Painful as that was.. it was the only way Mark was able to get air. Smelly as that was.

Lorena rolled her eyes in a playful annoyance, while she was repeatedly lifted up by her ass then dropped back down onto his face.

"At least he's getting a workout." she joked, then squeaked "Oh-" as she was dropped again.

It was kind of fun like being on a bouncy rollercoaster.

But it was also distracting. After the 30th time of slamming her ass on his face, she stood up. She looked down at him cutely. "Had enough?" His face was red.

"I...need..to..breath..." he said in a raspy voice.

He tried to raise his neck and sit up.

Obviously, his step-mom's ass was in the way and he couldn't avoid colliding with it.

Watching him practically headbutt her ass, Lorena kindly let herself be pushed her forward. She leaned on the kitchen table with her arms propping her up.

Just when his hopes were up, she brought her legs back and crossed her ankles around him. Her toned thighs closed in around his face like a snake.

His face was BEAT RED after a few seconds.

He was panting and clawing at her strong glutes.

"He kind of sounds like he went for a run. All short of breath and stuff" Maddy peeked under the table to see her stop-brother's face in a clenched scissor lock.

"Good point! That's so true."

"See Markie, you're in worse shape than I even thought. You've probably never gone for a run before so I know this must be hard on ya? Tough shit, kiddo" she squeezed even harder.

He really thought his head was gunna pop. "You're..gunna.. kill me.. stoooop pleaaase..."

"HA kill you? Don't be so melodramatic."

"Unless I'm too strong for my own good, huh?" she took it as a compliment and challenge. She squeezed her thighs and crotch into his face as tight as she could. To REALLY show him.

Her tippy toes pointed out and her chiseled leg muscles contracted. It was exhausting.

*EXHALE*. She was getting out of breath herself.

"Who needs squats and leg presses when I have your face? It's quite squishy exercise ball."

She took a deep breath in and kept squeezing despite all the moans and groans in her crotch, and the burning sensation in her legs. She had a very disciplined exercise mentality.

And this was the perfect time to demonstrate it to him.

Or to Maddy, who genuinely did perk up and would later admit that Mark's was the reason she started to actually like exercising every day.

Lorena did eventually let go of him.

"WOW. You are literally a pain in the ass, you know that? But that was the good kind of burn. You can bet your bottom dollar that you're gunna be helping mom out more often!"

She sighed and smiled at him, tired. She was oddly growing to appreciate him more.

Her comments sounded less annoyed. All these years she's spent dealing with him living here, contributing nothing, and just generally getting on her every last nerve...

All she had to do was give him a purpose. A stepping stool? Seat? Exercise ball? CHECK.

He was panting harder than her. Much harder in fact.

"Alright, alright, you convinced me. No need to keep acting.. You should probably be able to breathe when I sit on you." she finally conceded to his basic human needs.

She stepped over his body and walked to a drawer. Then grabbed a roll of duct tape.

"Stay still for me, please. Mommy's gunna make it allllll better, don't you worry"

Her hair danged down over her face as she lifted his head up then slapped on the start of the tape behind his head somewhat sticking to his hair.

"A few wraps." she said after the 3rd or 4th time bring the roll around his head, with the tape going over his cheeks, under his eyes, then pushing his nose up like a distorted snub nose.

It was painful and surprisingly held his nose tight.

"Is it weird that you looks cuter like a little piglet.. " Maddy asked curiously.

"Why? How... will this help...?" Mark ignored his sister's insulting question.

"Instead of crushing your nose flat which would block your airway, I can sit on your nose and it'll flatten more like an accordion, hopefully leaving you a little space. Then sniff sniff, piggy."

Lorena seemed unsure if it would work but she didn't want to keep track of his breaths.

"Howevvveer, we do want to make sure you're breathing in the correct way. Don't we, dear? We're gunna have to close that mouth of yours, Mark. Sorry about that. "

She brought the duct tape back and spun it around his mouth, around and around.

Maddy stood up from her seat and leaned on the table to see how her step-brother looked.

His face was already beat red and the tape kind of looked like old badges from a face surgery. ... one which had gone horribly wrong to end up looking like he did.

She could see his nostrils flaring. So he could breathe really well at least.

Lorena squatted slowly this time and used her arms to lower her ass down more carefully.

"MFffmfefffmwijfmmmm" her step-son groaned and kicked his legs around the table in a fit.

"Oh, did I not mention? It's gunna hurt like hell. I'm basically sitting on your nose's cartilage. You ever get hit in the nose, Maddy? And get all teary eyed even if it was just a slap?"

"Well, that's what it feels like to him"

"But for him it's not gunna stop. since I'm not getting up again. No, sir. You're stuck Markie. Try to make the best of it and enjoy mommy's present."

She blushed with a grin then grinded on his face.

"But you can breathe can't you?" she listened for his sniffs.

She bounced up and down on his upturned nose like it was a spring.

"Oh, I can hear it." she could but it was faint. "Yup. Problem solved."

"Bonus points that I get a little trampoline, too."

She kept bouncing for a few more times and snapping her fingers to the Christmas music. "Maddy, I'm telling you. This is way more comfortable now. It's not his bony nose anymore, OR maybe I just like things in my butt more than I thought?"

Maddy's mouth opened wide. "Moooooommmm"

As funny as she found her comments, she didn't wanna think about her mom's sex life. Although, she too could relate which is probably where she got it from.

Her step-mom could feel his nose pushing right up against her asshole.

He could too. Her smelly hole was way, waaay hotter than the rest of her ass combined.

It took him over 5 seconds to get a full sniff of her ass. Even longer when she was bouncing. Sadly, every second of that sniff was as potent as the first moment of it.

It was a stomach wrenching, rotten onion smell.

The stink of her ass itself could rival her ass's anvil like weight sitting on his upturned nose... as competing methods to make his eyes water.

Too bad he didn't get to choose. He got BOTH. The weight and the stink.

Meanwhile, Lorena and Maddy were having a joyous and festive Christmas day.

Time flew by for them up to dinner, but was at a slow crawl for Mark.

She and her daughter had a wonderful, large dinner. Aside from getting up for seconds, neither paid any attention to Mark, who acting only as his step-mom's ass cushion all night.

Before long it was time for dessert. They could really pack away food, and didn't seem to skimp on holidays. It was a lovely and heartwarming celebration after all.

They were half-way through making the double chocolate-chip cookies.

These were their favorite and such was a tradition every Christmas day.

Fortunately, this year they didn't have to share with 3rd person, who's mouth was taped up. They didn't give him a chance to even ask, since Lorena's ass was still planted on his face.

"Mmm mmmm mmmmmmm" his mom licked the spoon.

"MOM!" Maddy stuck her tongue. She wanted to do that.

"What?" she grabbed another spoonful of the cookie dough and scooped it in her mouth.

"No fair! Save some for me. Besides isn't that gunna fuck up your gut?"

Her mom shrugged smugly with the spoon in her mouth. "I won't be the one dealing with it." She smirked and chuckled before casually putting the spoon back.

"Wow, that's so true" Maddy laughed, "But are you seriously gunna keep eating it all?"

Her mom picked up another paddle spoon and offered it to her daughter across the table. "No-not all of it." she raised her eyebrows and smiled lovingly.

Maddy grabbed the wooden spoon with no hesitation. "Oh hell yeah..."

"So, but, if my stomach get's gassy.. I can.. uh"

Her mom smiled and nodded slowly. "Yeah we can share this and your brother's nose later." She said it so callously and confidently. Like his was something she could give away.

"Cool..." her daughter at her with the biggest smile of the day.

Lorena's grin lit up in a cheek-to-cheek from seeing her daughter so delighted.

Maddy's eyes widened as she took a bite "I think I'll have LOTS of tiny presents for him then." They dueled with their spoons in the bowl, for the uncooked cookie dough.

It didn't take long for the girls to spoil the annual tradition, and finish it.

Although, as it turns out this would go on to be an even longer lasting tradition. The two would overinduldge on holiday foods and sweets, then Mark would take the brunt of it.

Their stomachs were absolutely brimming with gas after only 15 minutes.

Especially, Maddy who was the first to feel it. "Ooooohh"

She keeled over holding her gurgling gut. Not smiling anymore. It was uncomfortable.

"Ooh dear" her mom said sympathetically. "Don't worry. It'll feel better after you get it out."

"Say, why don't we relocate to the living room and watch some Christmas movies?"

Her daughter nodded but was still pretty uncomfortable.

"A change of scenery will be nice. And it'll feel great to sit back.. relax.. I'll make us hot cocoa"

Mark was only half aware what was happening. He heard something about Christmas movies, and hot chocolate which he wasn't naive enough to assume was for him.

His eyes adjusted to his face being free.

Then he felt his sister's hand guiding him to the living room.

She left him over by the couch then disappeared down the hall with brisk heavy foot steps. She seemed groggy and bloated from eating so much yummy food.

He didn't know where she was going or what was going on. But he didn't have to wait long. She returned a minute later with a big comforter blanket and draped it over him.

His mom came back into the living room holding the two cups of hot cocoa and set it on their respective end tables, on opposite sides of the couch. Mark was sitting in the middle.

She dimmed the lights and turned the TV power on, to a Christmas marathon.

Mark used what little energy left to try to sit up out of the blanket

But Maddy swatted him in the head back down under the blanket like a whac-a-mole game. "HEY!" she shouted, easily annoyed now. "Stay in there! Dumbass"

Even though she already pushed him down, she slapped her arm down on the blanket again, hitting him very hard on the top of the head. "You're pissing me off"

She wasn't really mad. But she didn't feel like wrestling or dealing with him if he resisted her. She just overreacted a little, that's all.

She even felt bad after because she could hear him groaning and crying under the blanket. She sighed and looked annoyed. "Oh, stupid, brother." she blamed him for making her do it.

"Are you okay?"

She lifted the blanket up and put it over her head.

It was a fun feeling that reminded her of building forts as a kid.

He was dazed but gave her a thumbs up for reassurance anyways.

"Oh, goodie!" she smiled at how she must have not even hit him that hard.

Then she threw the blanket back over her body and adjusted her legs to be closer to him.

Mark heard footsteps and felt a gust of wind as his step-mom opened the side of the blanket, sat on the couch, then shimmied herself under it to join Maddy and Mark.

Her legs squeezed up against Mark's face and body since she couldn't see where he was at.

Then she looked curiously at Maddy's knees forming a tent, jostling about under the blanket. "My dear, are you undressing under there?" she smiled wider, feeling like she caught her.

Maddy nodded with a blush. "Mhmm. I am. My stomach is soo effing bad."

She looked at her mom, not taking no for an answer. "It's just in case you know?"

Her mom nodded. "No, no, I get it. You're being smart. Better to be safe than sorry."

Her legs and knees were hitting Mark all over his body.

She wasn't exactly elegant at taking off her pants under the covers.

To make it worse, his mom started to do the same.

He tried to use his hands to block their wild movements but at some point he just gave up. His mom lifted her hips and when she came down, accidentally SMASHED his right cheek, and she didn't move it after so she was half-sitting on him.

Both pants and panties were on the carpet at the foot of the couch.

Lorena and Maddy were cozied up in the living room with a fireplace, warm drinks, a couch, and Christmas movies playing all day.

"I've been holding this in. Can I just.." Maddy felt weird but she needed her brother now!

"Knock yourself out. Or.. probably him? You don't need to ask anything, baby. Just grab him" She smiled reassuringly and sipped her drink.

She was proud her daughter was growing up and starting to take charge.

Maddy grabbed his face and violently pushed into her bare ass.

She was way more rough than she needed to be. She rag dolled his head and thrusted her hips back into him, continuously for about 10 seconds.

Stopping only when she felt something very squishy rubbing into her asshole.

Then she let out a looooooong fart.

PFFFFFFFFffffffffffftttt

It lasted about 6 seconds.

It was a lot for Mark to take in all at once.

To be fair, she'd been patiently holding it in for over 30 damn minutes!

She was dying laughing on the outside of the blanket. And leaned on his face as she let it out. To her annoyance, he was trying to turn his head away from it.

He just did NOT want to smell it.

"SNIFF IT OMG" she laughed and wiped her tears away, pulling on his hair.

He cried and sniffed in her crack with his nose and taped-up mouth right under her asshole. She had a gorilla-like lock on his hair and was tugging it up and into her ass cheeks.

Somehow, both her and her mom could smell her fart.

It was soooo stinky and embarrassing.

Lorena was quick to plug her nose then turn her head away, in a hyperventilating laugh. "OOH. MYY. GODD. That smells like shit! MARK.. why are you not sniffing?"

His step-mom pivoted on her butt and gently pressed the sole of foot on the back of his head, being careful not to hurt her daughter's hand as she moved it away.

Lorena, placed her other foot on his head too. Then rung his hair with her toes and pushed his head in and out of Maddy's rear, in a bobbing like motion.

She stopped and pushed her feet down harder. "You better sniffer her ass harder."

She was laying on the couch with her head on the armrest, using his head to prop her hips up.

Maddy was staring at the TV leaning on her shoulder, arching her ass out as much as possible. She appreciated the help from her mom, and even felt like she could relax now.

She was laying on her shoulder with her ass sticking out forming a perfect silhouette like an hourglass. Her step-brother's face was practically embedded into her big booty.

They stayed like this for almost 20 minutes.

She almost forgot that someone was in her ass.

Until, she felt another gurgling, explosive fart coming.

"I'm-I'm gunna wait and try to time it with his inhale" She shared the idea with her mom.

Lorena had also forgotten, and got lost in the movie, but took this as a reminder to push his face a harder with her feet so they didn't have to deal Maddy's toxic fumes again.

Luckily for Maddy, there was a big difference between Mark's cold inhales and warm exhales. And she had a particularly sensitive asshole. So it was really easy for her to detect.

Holding it was another story.

Her cheeks clenched as she held in a fart which desperately wanted to be let go.

She felt a long, hot exhale of him struggling to breathe. Ha, this is only gunna make it worse. She giggled and unclenched her asshole so the fart stream could come out nice and slow.

The blanket was bouncing and jostling wildly from her brother's apparent freak out.

All from her fart.

It made her feel powerful, and giggle at how bad it must smell to be for him.

Maddy put her hand to her mouth, holding in her shocked laughter. The fart was still going!

To Mark's agony, it was more like a slow simmering leak, which either went right up his nose, or stayed on his face and in her crack.. to be sniffed up later anyways.

She gave a cheeky grin to her mom. "That one didn't stink as bad."

Lorena looked skeptical and smirked.

"Or it stunk just as bad. But your brother had to deal with it..."

The evidence was pretty stacked for that conclusion, seeing as how much Mark was still twitching and groaning under the covers.

To his credit, he never tried to push on her or escape.

Maddy laughed so hard at this that she accidentally let out another smaller fart in his face. She clenched her ass cheek so tightly that it grabbed his nose and held it in place.

The entirety of her gas was trapped either in his nose and her anus, and there was only one place for it to go. As you'd expect, he sniffed her rancid fart in desperately.

Maddy eventually relaxed her sphincter. But came to the joyful realization that clenching her ass to trap him, was another effective strategy to pull out in the future when he resists.

"Baby, I don't mean to nag but I need to use your brother's nose too. We're sharing, right?"

"Okay." Maddy sat up a little, overeager and feeling guilty for hogging him.

"Do you want me to hold him?"

"No, no. I can handle it. Enjoy your cocoa before it gets cold."

Her mom took her feet off Mark's head.

Lorena wrapped her bare feet around and cupped his head with them, like a contortionist.

She gracefully pulled him into her bare ass waiting for him on the other end of the couch.

She shuffled her hips and shoulders down till she was basically parallel with the cushions.

Mark felt his nose hit something warm and slimy.

He focused his vision, then wished he could tear out his own eyes from the sight.

His nose was pressed to her asshole and his eyes were trapped between her thighs and pussy, which was nearly groomed but absolutely coated in musty, shining sweat.

She made two pigtails out of his hair to match his piglet nose, then pulled on them.

Like handlebars to control him, she was able to violently pound his face against her crotch. She mine as well of just been fidgeting as she effortlessly slammed his face again and again.

She was more focused on the movie but it felt good to smack her ass with his face.

She was waiting for her fart to come back.

When it did, it snuck up on her verrrry suddenly and just came right out.

Luckily, his mom was very fit and had excellent reaction time.

She immediately wrapped and crossed her legs around his head then thrusted her hips up.

She grabbed her own feet with her arms and pulled them tightly.

Mark could feel her calves crossed behind his head. It was waaaay tighter than with Maddy. Every inch of his face from the top of his forehead to his mouth was covered in some part of his step-mom's pussy or ass. And her thighs were tight around his ears.

His moans felt nice, vibrating and perforating through her entire lower body.

The iron clamp like pressure she was putting out to keep his nose in her ass was actually working against her, in a sense.

Her stinky, hot fart only managed to slip out a little. There was just no space for it escape. This naturally went both ways, meaning Mark couldn't breathe either.

She sighed and bit her lip, then pushed EXTRA HARD on her gut, forcing it out.

Mark felt his head raise up slightly into the air.

Then a he felt a little bubble escape out into his face right onto his nose.

His nose was cased in her ass sweat and fart particles which his lungs "happily" sniffed in, given how much they were burning by now anyways.

She continued to push and let him suck up her wet farts for the next few minutes.

"Oh, my god. That feels so much better, doesn't it?" she said looking at her daughter in relief. She let go of his hair but kept her feet on the back of his head.

His neck was too tired to hold itself up. So his face collapsed into her pussy.

Maddy and her mom heard a loud sniff in during one of the quiet parts.

They turned to each other and laughed.

Her pussy smelled sharp with a mix of her farts and tangy sex. She must have been secretly getting off while farting and holding his face there, because his nose was coated in her cum.

So much so that he was accidentally sucking some of it into his wind pipe and choking.

Eventually, his choking started to annoy them and she'd already used him enough for now. She was trying to enjoy some quality time with Maddy and he was being too loud.

She kicked him away and kept her foot on his mouth, then put her other on too.

As horrifying as this seems, her feet were a damn reprieve. He was GRATEFUL.

And on his best behavior to sniff in quietly, cause no disturbances, for her.

The back of his head was touching his step-sister's outer thigh.

After twenty or so minutes under his step-mom's feet, when Maddy's stomach started to rumble he was among the first to notice it.

"Excuse me" she said tapping on her mom's foot very politely, not trying to startle her.

"Oppe. Sorry dear." she smiled and lifted her feet up then crossed her legs under the blanket.

Maddy wasted no time to grab his head like she was receiving a dodgeball.

"Get in there" she stuffed him under her ass and wiggled until his nose was trapped in the worst spot. She was sitting on his face, casually too, withher legs on his body.

Just blankly staring at the TV playing a Christmas movie.

She could the next one would be a real stinker, like a pre-poop fart. She knew from her own history just how bad she could stink up a bathroom.

Add overindulgent sweets to the mix? It's a bad recipe for someone in Mark's position.

She wasn't taking any chances with this fart making a mess if she pushed too hard.

Really, she knew she should just get up and use the bathroom instead of blowing nasty farts in her brother's face, and toeing a dangerous line.

But she figured, they pay for no commercials for a reason!

She slowly and calmly took a deep breath in then exhaled slowly.

Then again. and again.

Finally, she leaned ever so slightly.. forward and tried to let the gas out for him nice and slow. She didn't wanna risk a mess but given how her asshole was making a wet trumpet sound... She supposed that just didn't seem very avoidable this time.

Ooooops, well it's too late now. she thought mid-fart.

Mark's nose took everything that came out of her.

And she quickly sat back down fully on him after she had pushed all of it.

She smiled nervously then clenched her jaw.

Wondering if she just ruined Christmas by fucking up their nice couch.

She didn't want to look in case it was really bad.

But after a few minutes she couldn't help herself and peeked down at him under the blanket. She leaned to the right, just enough off his face but still out of view from her mom.

To her delight, it wasn't as bad as it felt like!

He had brown spots on the rim of nose (and inside it but she couldn't see that) and the duct tape over his mouth was splintering a bit and had dirt over the sticky part.

"Is everything ok, Maddy?"

Her mom checked in since Maddy had been curiously inspecting him for a few minutes now.

"Yeah, surprisingly. I just let out a really wet fart up his nose and was worried about a mess."

She plopped her ass back onto him and tucked herself into the blanket, warm and snuggly.

"Well, the nose is connected to the throat soo, he'll be fine either way. Just give him time to sniff.. or.. swallow before you move. Gravity and his lungs will do their job eventually. "

Maddy nodded, learning and absorbing so much from her mom.

"Buuuuuut, we probably shouldn't take chances." Lorena stood up and grabbed the scissors they'd used for the wrapping paper last week.

Maddy got off him but helped her hold his shoulder's down, and sat on his arm.

Lorena cut the tape off his mouth and unwrapped it.

His mouth opened agape. He was breathing louder than they'd ever heard someone breath. His lungs didn't sound healthy or normal either. It was raspy and sputtering.

His step-mom walked away and disposed of the dirty tape. Then came back sat down.

Mark continued to suck in air despite his problems.

The sheer euphoria of regular air was very short lived.

Maddy plopped her ass back onto his face, with no warning.

In her view, it was the perfect time for it since his mouth was sooo WIDE open for her.

She sat further back on the couch, which caused his face to tilt up at an even sharper incline.

She figured this would make it easier for him to sniff in her ass crack while he swallowed any of her farts... and she was right! because he was sniffing in. Slowly, but surely.

She kicked her legs out out playfully over his chest.

Her heels digging into hips and a few times aiming for his groin, just to mess with him.

She flexed her ass cheeks and lightly gyrated her hip forward then back.

She could feel his jaw opened pretty much at its capacity and her asshole was caving into it. Her ass cheeks were crushing his eyes and his nose was verrrry comfortable up her crack.

"And to think? A few minutes ago, I was gunna get up and use the bathroom instead of you! Can you imagine all the presents you'd miss out on, Mark?""

This was a HUGE relief to her!

She didn't have to "play it safe" with her farts anymore.

There was no risk that he escape from her ass or not take it all in. He literally HAD to.

Just to test the waters out, rather than waiting for a fart, Maddy started to push on her gut. She strained quietly for about 20-40 seconds, unbeknownst to Mark or her mother...

A loud, bassy fart blew into his mouth, bouncing around his tongue then back to her anus. Shivers went down her spine for the revolting sound of her gas thundering down his throat.

She couldn't imagine how bad that tasted for him!

Judging from his twitching body under her legs...

It was safe to say he didn't like it.

She kicked her left heel up and brought it down to his groin. "Shhh. You're being a brat again. You should appreciate my gifts more" she whispered.

She couldn't wrap her head around why but she could feel his tongue twitching and licking her dirty asshole after she farted.

Sadly, for Mark it was just the way anatomy worked. He had very little motor control over his tongue and especially not when it was under such a sensory overload.

Her asshole was barely an inch or two away from it. So, the more she disturbed it with her hot, bitter, or sour flavored farts... the more his tongue twitched and inevitably licked...

It was a viciously repeating cycle..

Maddy wasn't complaining. She figured on one hand all her farts are gunna be very wet now. But a FREE toilet paper service secretly built into her step-brother all these years?

Yes pleaaaaae

Mark was in for a hell of a night since Christmas wasn't over for another, what over 5 hours? And neither his step-sister or step-mom seemed to be interested in getting up.

Worse yet, his relationship with his step-family was never going to be the same.

He'd never seen Lorena "not annoyed" by him for this long. He feared, and knew in his heart, that today's special occasion would a turn a leaf for them and become the new norm.

At least in this regard, and probably for the first time ever...

he and his family were actually on the same page about something...

The end