The Cursed Writer by CrappyFappy

 

 

 

 

 

After messing around with one of my big sisters whaky science machines three days ago, i ended up changing how people view me. Going from a regular person to something to be used by females. It's mostly their butts, boobs and pussys; but sometimes other parts as well. Which is why I'm currently wiping my face free of the ass sweat and fart stink that the hot milf next door just covered me with. If I'm going to be stuck like this, then i figured that i'd make the best of it and become a writer for a fetish site and document all the experiences i have. Hence why I'm outside and not living in the shadows.

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Heading to the park, I find a bench under a tree and write down a summary of the first experience I've had, that wasn't with my own sister. Then I spot a pair of fine looking lady's heading in my direction; probably to get out of the summer heat. Putting away my notebook just as they arrive, the one on the left sits next to me, and the one on the right stands in front of me. Standing at about 5 foot 4 with generous curves, a beautiful face and long blonde hair, with what looks like a small baby bump, I could tell that she would be one fine looking mama.

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Lifting her thigh length dress, she proceeds to straddle me; sitting on my lap, with her sweaty bust in my face. Easily being a D-cup, I would love to see them when they start producing milk. Not to mention give said milk a taste. Grabbing my head she shoves my face into her cleavage, using it like a sweat rag while continuing her conversation. Then after a minute or two, she frees me from her booby prison, only to lift her arm and stick her shaven armpit an inch away from my nose. "Lick dear", she says, while listening to her friend. While it does look pretty musky, it doesn't really smell that much; so I dive in tongue first, finding that it's not as bad as I thought. Just a little salty. Satisfied with my work a minute later, she lowers her arm while raising the other one. This time farting on my lap while I lick her pit clean.

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Once again satisfied, she gets off me and swaps places with her friend. The just as hot and just as sweaty woman ploping her plush, Jean covered ass onto my lap. With another pair of mouth watering titties staring at me, I feel my lap getting heated up another level by this new sitters bubbly fart. Starting with her pits first, I lick them clean untill she's satisfied. Then my face is once again enveloped by hot boob flesh. But instead of rubbing like a rag, she just keeps it there; hugging my head, while vibrating my crotch with her smelly farts for a good five minutes. Arguably the best five minutes of my life.

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After being instructed to sit on the ground with my head on the bench, the blonde mother to be steps over me and lifts her dress; her juicy, panty clad rear end casting a shadow over my head. Squatting down untill her butt is hovering above me, she pulls down her underwear; revealing her damp crevice and dirty anus. Bracing myself for impact, I watch her spread her cheeks and align her asshole with my nose, before she sits down; my face getting swallowed up to my ears. Much more potent up close, I start breathing through my mouth, which she takes advantage of by leaning forward and sealing her sweaty vagina between my lips. Managing to hear a sigh of relief, my sinuses get filled a long bassy fart and my tastebuds get showered with a hot salty liquid. The sitter and her friend keeping their conversation going, like this is perfectly normal.

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Spending a good hour as this lady's seat; my nose getting filled with countless farts, and my mouth getting filled with her pee another three times, I hear her friend walk away to get some lunch from the fish and chip shop across the road. Now alone with me, she prys her rump from my face and tells me to get in the same position on the other side of the bench; her panties still around her thighs. Once done she, for the second time, turns around and lifts her dress. With her thighs spread, she then spreads her pussy lips; letting them mold around my nose after she applies some of her weight. Pungent and moist, the strong, sweaty aroma fills my nasal openings as she opens her humid buttcrack. "Open please", she says rather nicely, a fart the exact opposite of nice rumbling into my mouth as she sits her vibrating anus inside it.

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Greasy, sloppy, and tasting like ten pre dump farts in one, I squirm uncomfortably underneath her. "Sorry", she apologises to me, lifting the front of her dress to look me in the eyes. "I've been a bit blocked up lately, but I'll make it quick. And don't forget to clean me inside and out", she says casually, dropping her dress back down before stretching it's fabric away from her body. Staring at the bulge in her womb for a few seconds, fascinated by the almost magical process of life being created, my gaze stops on the two magical orbs attached to this woman's chest. Braless, supple and intoxicating, she tells me to massage them for her. Hypnotized by the sight, I slide my hands over her juicy rump and up her smooth sides; grabbing the things that dreams are made of firmly.

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Letting go of the cloth covering her body and now my arms, she adjusts the chest part while pumping more pre dump farts down my throat; all of them as bad as the first one. But with the feeling of her pillowy breasts in my hands, it's much easier to deal with. "Here it comes dear", the woman using me sighs in relief as her asshole bulges; a warm and sticky, firm mass poking the entrance of my throat before forcing it open. Coming faster then I expected and tasting much fouler then I can comprehend, I enter a comatose like state as her snake like log of reeking shit makes a home in my stomach. The one continues length of filth not giving me any breaks until her bowels are empty, 15 seconds later.

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Being nice enough to give me time to recover, but not nice enough to hold in all the gas her monster shit was holding back, I subconsciously swallow dozens of farts in a matter of minutes; eventually getting my tongue to move, so I can start rimming her soiled bumhole. Like getting your breath back after being thrown into the deep end of the pool, I slowly but steadily lick the stubborn filth off this pregnant lady's farting anus. My only source of air coming from between her Labias; which are now much wetter then before. And if that's not proof enough that she's enjoying this, then the erect nipples poking into my palms and her slow grinding certainly fill the gaps.

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Having time to spare, but not wanting to get caught by her friend, the hot blonde rubs her vagina agaist my nose recklessly as I clean her shithole with my tongue. Her quiet moans filling the vacant area, and the bench threating to fall over while she squeezes her tits with my hands. Muttering something unintelligible after a few minutes of painting my face, a soaking wet fart explodes around my tongue, and she starts spasiming; her thighs clenching together like she's trying crush my head between them.

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"Sorry it took so long", the friend of the facesitter apologises 10 minutes later, completely unaware of what happened in her absence. "It's fine", said facesitter stutters, her asshole on my nose and her creamy pussy in my mouth, with me in the same position as before; my body once again between her legs, with my hands by her feet like nothing happened. "Mind if I have a turn", the friend asks, placing a bag on the ground. "Not at all", the seated female replies, standing up a few inches and giving my face a quick wipe with the gusset of her panties, before pulling them up completely and taking a seat next to my head.

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Looking up at the friend, her dark locks and piercing eyes looking back, she steps over me like the woman before her and unbuttons her tight jeans; giving me an eyeful of her tasty buttocks while shuffling them down to her knees. Decorated with a cheek revealing thong, it's plumper then I first expected and much swampier. Probably because shes been sitting in a take away shop for the last 20 or so minutes. "Sorry about this kiddo", she apologises while looking at me over her shoulder; lowering down untill her ripe ass is hovering above me. Ignoring the kiddo remark, I come to terms with the more pressing matter that is her butt. So much worse up close, the steamy no man's land is so pungent that I can almost see stench lines coming from it. But then she pulls her damp thong to side; releasing the true horror of her ass.

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Seeing the state her rotten anus is in, a shiver goes down my spine. Easily a hundred shades darker then her ass cheeks, it's like she hasn't washed or wiped in months. But I don't get long to contemplate my potential demise as it comes crashing down a moment later. Being so bad that I actually groan in displeasure, my sounds get ignored and the brunette grabs a fistful of my hair. Exhaling pleasurably, she rubs her foul backside up and down my face like she's scratching a month old itch. Then she lets go and spreads her cheeks. Zeroing in on my nasal cavity, she firmly scrubs her nasty butthole against it; sighing in relief when an extremely potent sbd makes it bulge and swallow my nose. Which I don't get a break from, because she slowly sits down halfway through, ensuring that my sniffer slides inside her poop chute like a buttplug.

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Getting comfortable and settling her entire weight, her bum meat actually touching the bench, she leans back slightly and uncovers her musky vagina; her neat and tidy pubic hair tickling my chin as she fills my breathing mouth with her sweaty lips. Happy with her placement, she leans forward and picks up the bag; a bubbly fart popping around my nose while she does so. Grabbing her meal and drink, she passes it to the blonde that just stained her panties with a wet fart. "Still got the shits", the female in the dress comments, after a juicy fart vibrates my face. "Yeah", my new user responds, taking a sip from her bottle as she starts peeing in my mouth. "My new diet still isn't agreeing with me. But I'll get used to it eventually", the brunette says, farting loudly around her fleshy ass friend, before rambling on about something.

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Choking down her vile piss one mouthful at a time, while being forced to inhale her reeking gas; the pair above me continue to chow down and chat for another two hours. The only form of acknowledgement coming as an order to lick the pussy in my mouth, after it stopped expelling liquid waste. Not to lick it clean. Just to lick it and keep licking untill she's satisfied. "We should probably get going", the blonde says after checking the time. "I guess so", the brunette replies after doing the same. "But first I gotta take of something", she then says, gesturing to the public toilets near by.

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Dragging me into an empty stall and gently forcing me onto the floor, my current tormentor removes all her clothes and pushes my head against the seat; straddling it like her blonde friend did when she had to go. Not that she knew that. "It's gonna come out quick, so keep your throat open and try not to gag", she tells me, before a greasy shart echos down that very organ. Angling her shithole so her filth has a oneway street to my stomach, she starts relaxing her muscles. A choir of toilet breaking sharts lubing up my mouth and esophagus, before a wave of sloppy mush shoots out of her rectum.

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Overwhelmed by the taste alone, I instinctively put my hands on her glutes and try to push her off. But she just grabs them and pulls them to her chest; covering her horny nipples with them and folding her arms tightly, so all I can do to protest is give her more pleasure. Applying more weight, the excited female continues to fills my stomach with hot blasts of ass soup. Her dripping pussy coating my sinuses with a different bodily fluid. Grunting painfully after a minute break, puke inducing tsunamis of splattering sharts and sludge rush into my mouth and down my throat for at least twenty minutes; my shit filled stomach close to bursting afterwards.

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Recovering from the pleasure of orgasiming on my face multiple times, while I recover from almost dying multiple times, I slowly and gradually lick the womans used asshole so she'll get off me. Which she eventually does. And as soon as she leaves the restroom, I turn and use the real toilet; evacuating everything in my stomach back out the way it came. "I might have to rethink this plan of mine", I say to myself as I crawl out of the stall and rinse my mouth out; getting a pretty shitty surprise afterwards, when a cute girl runs in holding her stomach, before stopping dead in her tracks when she sees me.

 

 

Step Family Femdom by Thelitoking69

 PART 1

A young man by the name of Jay. His mom and dad were happy, they were wealthy, and they lived on a big mansion together. The only problem was Jay's mom, Jaclyn was a 7-foot tall sadist with a superiority complex on her husband and son. His dad was kicked out for being useless to her. Jaclyn had found someone who was just as cruel and sadistic as her, a sexy tall woman by the name of Julianna, who had 3 daughters Jenn, Julie, and Jessica.

Jaclyn was given full custody of everything, the house the money even Jay, who she kept around to as her new family's little servant. These women looked super pretty and were sophisticated, but they are going to torture Jay with their stench. But Jay didn't know that he thought he was lucky to get to live in a mansion with 4 hot girls.

A week passes. It hasn't been so bad, Jay's step sisters are mean to him because of how short he is in comparison to them. Jaclyn and Julianna spoil, the daughters with new clothes and stuff, while Jay has to get a job, but in all otherwise, he was fine until today.

Jenn: Oh, Jay, I need you.

He walks up the massive stair case to get to Jenn's room, when he walked he was hit with the stench of sweat, musk and body odor, he saw Jenn has recently finished college and is now focusing on being a professional athlete, she was doing sit ups in sweats and sneakers. Jenn loves to work out, a total bricc, her abs were toned, her biceps were massive, and her ass was toned and tight. But she loved torturing Jay with her sweaty body after every workout.

Jenn: It's about time. Get on the floor, I need a mat for my squats.

Jay really didn't want to do that he tried to leave, but then she grabbed him and threw him to the ground with almost no effort.

Jay: Jenn what the fuck.

He tries to get up only to be stopped by Jenn, sitting on his chest.

Jenn: Try and get up again, and I'll break your fucking legs, and if you complain about the stench even once, I'll shut you up.

Jay groans, from the pain of the weight of her on his chest. Jenn takes off her shoes, then her socks and shoves them in his mouth.

Jenn: That'll shut you up, *gurgle* oh man that protein shake is fucking with my stomach, guess my sweat won't be the worst thing you smell yet.

She squats down her sweat is dripping into his face, and then.

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A ripe protein fart rips our from her ass it was horrible. Not to mention, her sweaty gym socks were in his mouth. This went on for 30 minutes.

Jenn: OK, get up. Time for your workout, but first, my pits are drenched, oof, and they stink.

She grabbed him my hair and shoved it in her sweaty pit. It reeked of vinegar and musk. Then she shoved his head in her other pit.

Jenn: Much better. Ok, let's start with push-ups. Get on the floor. Right over my shoes.

She pushed him in his hands, and right his face was her worn-out converse.

Jenn: Each time you go down I want to here a big sniff. Go.

She put her foot on his back, each time he sniffed, and then she counted, 5 minutes passes, Jenn thought it was too easy for him, so he sat on his back to make it harder, and then she farted.

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Jenn felt that Jay was about to collapse, either from the weight or the stench. Either way, he was going down. He fell face first into her sneakers.

Jenn: Oh man, my athletes foot is just horrible today, I can smell it from here, I can only imagine what it's like up close.

Jenn: OK, you can go now. Next time, I'm gonna use you for wrestling practice.

Jay tried to wipe that entire experience from his brain. He thought he was safe until.

Jessica: Jay, here, now.

Jay went to his other sister, Jessica's room. She a standard pretty girl she had a flat stomach, a nice pair of c cup breasts, and a relatively plump ass, she took pride in her appearance, she wears skimpy revealing outfits all the time,and loved shopping, she was a senior in college. Right now, she was talking on the phone with her friend, Chelsea.

Jessica: Hang on Jessica, good you're here, I just spent the day shopping in my new high heels, my feet are killing me, they're so soar. Can you give them a massage.

Jay: Ugh, fine.

Jessica: Thank your, they're a little sweaty, so they might stink a bit.

Jay sits on the bed, and Jessica puts her feet on his lap. A little sweaty is an understatement. The sweat was going through his jeans, and the smell was like vinegar, Jay couldn't help but gag.

Jessica: Don't be such a baby. My feet aren't that bad. Just have a closer look.

She puts her feet to his face, wiping her sweat all over his face, making him gag more.

Jessica: God, you're so annoying. You think they're so stinky, then clean them.

Jessica kicks him in the face, like her other sisters. She is quite tall, so it was easy for her to overpower Jay. She shoved her foot in his mouth, and it tasted so salty like vinegar. It made his eyes water.

Jessica: OMG, are you crying, I got to send this to Chelsea..

She gets her phone and takes a picture. Jay begs with his mouth gagged by her foot.

Jessica: OK, I'll make sure that this little picture doesn't get out, but you'll have to what I say got it, I think tomorrow I might go shopping again, my feet will be very sweaty. And I want them clean got it. Jay nodded.

Jessica: OK, good, now get out, if I need anything, I'll call you.

Jay walks out, his mouth now tasting of her foot sweat.

Julie: Baby bro, I need your help.

As he should have expected, Jay's last sister Julie called him, he walked into her room, he was hit by a wave of stench, it smelled like body odor and farts.

Julie: Great, come here.

Julie was the youngest girl, being 18, and she is still very pretty but more on the chunky side, not fat, but she had a fat ass and a bit of belly. She grabbed Jay and three of him on her bed, then jumped on his face. It reeked of sweat and past farts. Julie was slob, and she's lazy, so she could very well sit on him all day. She hates bathing and loves playing with her new brother.

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Julie: Sorry baby bro, mom told me to stop farting in my room, so I'm using you instead. I know you don't *burp* mind.

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Julie: fuck, that one burned. I haven't had time to bathe or even change my clothes, what you're smelling is week old panties.

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She finally got off Jay.

Julie: OK, that's all my farts, *gurgle* oh no, I think those burritos I ate aren't agreeing with me.

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Julie: oh boy it's gonna be bad, I'll give you a choice, either carry me to the bathroom or I'll make you smell the worst fart ever.

Jay really didn't want to smell what she was brewing, he picked her up, it was difficult she weighed quite a bit, after all she was 6'2 and still the shortest girl.

Julie put his face in her armpit as he carried her in his arms.

He tried his best, to carry her, plus she kept belching in his face. But he made it in the bathroom. But then she grabbed him, pulled of her pants and underwear and trapped him under her legs.

 

Julie: Yeah right, I can't let you leave, I want you to smell this shit I'm gonna take, it's gonna smell,*pfft* stay here, and maybe I won't make you wipe me with your tongue.*ppfft* here it comes.

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Julie:fuck thar felt good, just take some deep breaths, baby bro, nice long deep breaths.

Jay tried breathing through his mouth, but that didn't help, he could taste it.

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Julie: sounds like there's more. That felt like fire coming out.

Julie got up from the toilet, she grabbed a whole chunk of toilet paper and put in Jay's mouth.

Julie: there we go now get wiping, and don't whine, be grateful, I didn't make you use your tongue.

He wiped her ass up and down with the toilet paper in his mouth. Julie flushed the toilet.

Julie: wow, I can't believe that didn't clog the toilet, well that's one less job for you.

Jay was traumatized, he ran out the bathroom breathing relatively fresh air, when he was stopped by his stepmom, Julianna.

Julianna: Come Jay me and your mother need you.


PART 2

Jay has had a long day. He's been tormented by his step sisters, worse than usual, and now his step mom Julianna was taking him to her and his mom's room. He was worried, on the way down the hall, he passed the 2 maids his mom's hired, Rosa, and Helga. Rosa was a beautiful lady with a with a somewhat curvy figure . She had plump breasts and a petite butt she. And Andrea , she was also beautiful, but she was taller than Jay, as most people are. She was more bottom heavy but still had nice breasts. She was quite mean always getting upset when Jay made a mess.

Andrea: Evening, master Jay. *snicker*

Rosa: Hello, master Jay. *giggle*

Jay didn't notice their sinister subtle laughs. He was too distracted by their bodies.

Jay: Hi Andrea, hi Rosa.

They walked to the kitchen probably to prepare dinner. Julianna grabbed his arm and led Jay to the room. He opened the door, and the room was nice, a big closet, I personally bathroom, a big bed. And there she was, Jay's mother Jaclyn, sitting on the bed wearing a velvet, silk robe.

Jaclyn: Hello, son. And hello, my precious.

Julianna leans in to kiss her. The robe Jaclyn was wearing was short. It covered about half of her thighs, her legs were hairless and smooth, and she crossed them seductively. Jay had to admit his mom was beautiful.

Jaclyn: Now, you're probably wondering what your mother needs from. We need to discuss your role in this house. We have decided that it's only natural because you're so small that you should serve your superiors.

Jay: What, mom, you can't do that. I don't want to serve you and Juliann-

Jaclyn grabbed him by the hair and pulled him close.

Jaclyn: Julianna is your mother, so you call her mom understand. And also, it's not just us. You'll be serving your sisters and the maids as well.

Jay: The maids?

Jaclyn: yes, even though they are maids, they are still superior to you. And by the way They'll be sleeping in your room from now on.

 

Jay: What? I can't sleep in my room anymore?

Julianna: Not exactly. We are all going to be taking turns having you as a bed buddy. Everything about this is in the contract.

She opens a drawer and takes out a contract.

Jaclyn: we've gone over this with the best lawyers. Here, we'll read it.

"Jay Wentworth, son of Rick Wentworth Jaclyn Femme, is now the servant of Jaclyn and her wife Julianna. Also, Julianna's daughters Jenn, Julie, and Jessica. And anyone else, the people listed before choose. Jay must follow any command given. He would have to he the following: fart absorber, sweat rag, cushion mode of transportation, workout assistant, masseuse, and anything else his superiors want. Jay will use his toothbrush to clean the toilet he is still obligated to use it. Jay will eat food that has been made, with the "special" flavors his superiors add He will be punished it is not eaten. Jay will spend each in a different girl's bed, having to serve them in any way they want. The way he's treated will be worse if disobeys. He starts as a servant like a butler, just waiting on his mistresses' commands, still being able to have a life outside his duties. But if his mistresses think he is being treated to kindly, he will be a pet. He'll be publicly humiliated, have to be kept on a leash and shock collar, and legally, his name will be changed to whatever the head mistress (Jaclyn) wants.He is allowed to have friends over (if he has any), but that will not stop his duties. He may spend time with a girl he likes, with permission of his mother(s). The date must be at the mansion if they need him. The punishments he will face for disobedience will be determined by his mistress(es) he disobeyed. Every Friday is family game night, where the family comes together and play games that will most likely be to his disliking. Breaking of this contract will lead to Jay Wentworth having to give up all if his worldly possessions and sent to a boarding/prison school that will rehabilitate him, break him down and build him back up until he is a perfect slave"

Jaclyn: Now, sign it, or maybe you should go to that school now.

In fear he signed he had no choice in the matter.

Jaclyn: good choice, right now your just a butler. You can still go out but, if we need you must come straight home to serve, and remember what happens if you break it.

Andrea: Dinner time!

Julianna: oh goodie I'm starved.

They walked downstairs, to see his sisters sitting at the table, they looked anxious.

Jenn: well, did he sign it.

Jaclyn: he sure did, he was so eager to help his family. Girls say hello to your new butler. Now we'll discuss more of it later now let's eat. What have you prepared Rosa.

Rosa: To celebrate I made special spicy chili. Andrea prepared soda for the girls and wine for you and madam Julianna.

Julianna: that sounds wonderful, and what about our new butler.

Andrea: oh yes, I almost forgot.

She took out 2 slices. It looked flat and dirty

Andrea: as you requested i sat on it flat after working all day, and stomped it with my feet. Rosa, the cheese and ham.

Rosa took out 2 slices of ham from her pits and took a slice of chess from her ass.

Andrea: bon appetit.

Jay ate it, it took every fiber in his being not to spit it out.

Rosa: oh my, I almost forgot, I needed to season it, Open your mouth.

He opened it, she put her put to his face and let out a silent fart, it was horrible, she then closed his mouth.

Rosa: now you may swallow.

Andrea took out a glass and placed it on the table. She then took off her shoe, and poured enough foot sweat to fill it up the cup half way.

Andrea: there, to wash it down.

Jaclyn: see, they worked they're asses off to prepare a nice dinner for us, after they work it's your job to serve them, they'll cook, and clean the house but you do the personal stuff, like hand (or mouth) washing our dirty laundry, scrubbing the filthy toilet. And pampering all of us. But since it's your first day. You can pick who you spend the night with.

Jay looked around the table.

He saw Jaclyn and Julianna drinking wine and staring lustfully at each other he knew him being there would stop them from fucking like rabbits, and he'll probably be made to clean them after.

Then he saw Jenn the athlete. He knows she exercises before bed and doesn't shower not to mention her protein farts, he'll be trapped in a hot dutch oven. Also she kicks in her sleep.

Jessica, his prissy sister. She hates farts even her own, she make him be her fart absorber the whole night, and she'll make him worship her sweaty feet.

Julie the slob, she hates bathing and farts all the time, and she's a squirmer she'll roll around and crush me.

And the Andrea and Rosa. He doesn't know them very much so he has no idea how they are while sleeping, who knows what they'll make him do before bed

Who should Jay spend the night with?

Under the Sunbather by Notemania

 

 

 

 

 t's a nice, sunny summer day, the perfect day to go to the beach. At least that’s what James’ “friends” believe. James himself on the other hand would rather be at home playing video games, but the group of friends he somehow ended up stuck with coerced him into tagging along, mainly so they can force him to pay for their concessions.

“Hey James, we’re gonna go swimming. Wanna come with?” One of James’ friends asked, feigning friendliness in her usual manner.

“Eh, I think I’ll pass. I’d rather not get my hair wet or anything. Plus I didn’t bring a bathing suit anyways.” James replied, not really interested in swimming.

“Suit yourself.” another acquaintance said as he mockingly ruffled James’ hair, then walking off with his three other friends, leaving the small teen behind.

With nothing to do and no one to talk to, James was left to wander around the beach alone with his thoughts. As he walked around a bit, he eventually ended up tripping over a kid’s abandoned bucket and landing face first into the g-string cladded ass of a fat lady who was laying on her belly atop a towel, fast asleep.

“Gross...” James thought to himself, but overall he didn’t really think much of it, he’d just get himself back up and wash his face off in the nearest bathroom, hopefully being able to brush this whole thing off. Unfortunately, the combination of sweat and lotion made it impossible for the boy to lift himself out of the smelly crevice, and the more he struggled, the worse his situation got.

Eventually all his squirming resulted in his head getting stuck under the strap, which tightly pressed his face up against the fat lady’s asshole. Poor James had no idea how things could get worse for him, until suddenly his question was answered.

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James’ face was hit with a long and smelly fart. Realizing that he had no other option, James decided to suck up the very little pride he had left from years of humiliation and tried to call for help.

Unfortunately though, no one was close enough to notice the boy’s desperate cries for help. His cries were muffled by the lady’s fat buttcheeks, and any sound that actually managed to make it out were drowned out by the sounds of the sea, and this part of the beach was pretty empty anyways.

For a moment, James wished that his friends were close enough to notice him, but on second thought he was actually glad they weren’t around as they’d probably just laugh and take pictures of him, then leave him behind to get out of this situation himself like any other time he found himself stuck in some sort of awkward situation like this.

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The woman’s farts kept on coming, each blasting into poor James’ face. This was probably the grossest thing the teen ever had to go through. Still, he was absolutely worn out from struggling, and with all of his attempts at escaping ending with failure, he realized that at this point all he could do was wait until the lady woke up, hoping that she’d help him out without getting freaked out or anything.

In her sleep, the woman ended up rolling onto her back, crushing the small boy under her heavy body. All that could be seen of the boy were two thin legs that were squirming between the thighs of the snoozing girl.

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Of course, the farts continued coming out, and at this point the farts were the closest thing James had to air as he was completely smothered under this lady’s fat, smelly body. All he could do is hope that he didn’t end up suffocating under her, since that would probably be the worst way to go.

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“Ahh, what a nice nap!” the lady said as she woke up after a few hours of unwittingly tormenting James. As she sat up, the boy under her was further crushed by her ass. On the bright side, at least she’d probably notice his squirming legs sticking out of her crotch, or at least that’s what James assumed would happen, but her gut completely hid his legs from her line of sight.

“Damn, I gotta get something to eat!” the woman said as she felt her stomach grumble, deciding to get up and head to the concession stand. Of course, with his head still trapped in her strap and the rest of his tiny body engulfed by her giant rear, James had no choice but to come with her and her gassy ass, which let out yet another fart as she got off of her towel.

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Meanwhile, James’ “friends” also happened to be in the mood for something to eat, so much like the clueless lady who trapped the small boy in her ass, they were lined up at the concessions stand.

“Alright James, give me your wallet.” one of the teens said, not noticing that James had disappeared at first, since he never really stood out all that well anyways, “Uh, James?”

“I guess he must have wandered off somewhere, or-” another started to reply, only to be sidetracked when she heard what sounded like muffled cries for help coming from the ass of the large woman standing in the line next to theirs, before quickly brushing it off, completely unaware that those desperate cries were coming from her so called “friend”.

“Well I suppose we’ll have to pay for our meals ourselves since that loser flaked on us.” the paying friend said with annoyance, disappointed that he wouldn’t be able to extort James like usual.

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While waiting in line, the lady once again let out a burst of gas, which prompted the immature teens to laugh, completely unaware of James’ suffering, though if they were aware they’d probably just find it even funnier.

“Hehe, yeah sorry about that. I’ve been pretty gassy as of late. Good thing nobody’s behind me or anything!” the woman said, being the last in line.

Eventually, the lady got her food and satback down on her spot, finishing her large meal and continuing her sunbathing, still oblivious of the hopeless boy trapped under her gassy bottom, and all James could do was sob silently as he was subjected to several more hours of her farts.

Elastigirl Shrinks a Villain by saturnguy

 

 

 

“Dammit, I can’t believe I actually got myself captured!” Eleanor Vasquez, known to the world as the supervillain, the “Black Bride”, hissed to herself as she struggled in the zip tie restraints that were binding her to a chair.

Dressed in her villain costume, which resembled a black wedding dress, Eleanor had sought to rob a wedding venue of gifts for the marrying couple present, which was the very crime that the Black Bride was infamous for: ruining other peoples’ weddings with her thievery. The job went off without a hitch, and it appeared that Eleanor would be making off with a crockpot, a flatiron, and a ton of gift cards, when her plans were foiled by a famed superhero: Elastigirl. A single punch from the heroine’s elongated arm was all it took to knock Eleanor on her back, where the villain clasped her ringing head as her curvaceous opponent towered over her.

“If you’d tried to ruin my wedding this way, I’d have pummeled you twice as hard,” Elastigirl had chuckled as she wrapped her rubber arm around the disabled Eleanor and heaved the restrained woman over her shoulder. “Well, I hate to tell you this, but there will be far and few weddings for you to ruin in prison!”

“Thank you, Elastigirl!” the thankful coupled yelled behind her as the superheroine made off with her catch, where their marriage continued on without a hitch.

Eleanor was never taken to jail, however, and the villain had sat restrained to a chair for the last few hours, wondering what her captor was going to do with her. Using her stretchy, springy legs, Elastigirl had taken her on a nauseating ride through town, until the two reached a derelict warehouse district, where the hero had wordlessly tied her opponent down, before seemingly exiting the building.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Elastigirl suddenly called, emerging from one of the shadows of the abandoned warehouse. “I had to wait for my husband to leave before I could sneak this out of our room.”

Trotting over to where the villain was restrained, her wide hips swinging with a noticeable jiggle to her thick thighs, the heroine raised a gun-like device and began pressing a few buttons on it.

“H-hey, what exactly are you going to do to me?” the Black Bride asked, shuffling a little in her seat. “I mean, lady, you got me, okay? Aren’t you going to take me to jail?”

“Nah, I’m beginning to think that villains like yourself get off to easily,” Elastigirl explained as she continued fiddling with the device in her hand. “I myself have perfected a much more efficient punishment…one that pleases me, as well as the justice system.”

“The hell are you talking about?” Eleanor scoffed. “What, don’t tell me they have superheroes committing hit jobs now?!”

“I think I’ll just demonstrate, probably easier than trying to explain,” Elastigirl replied with a shrug as she pointed the blinking gun at her captive. Before the restrained villain could protest, the heroine squeezed the trigger, sending a dazzling, rainbow beam of light out of the device’s muzzle.

Struck by the mysterious beam, Eleanor let out a scream as her body was coated in a bright light and her world became a dizzying blur. Elastigirl’s lips turned into an evil smirk as she watched the woman before her begin to rapidly shrink in size, licking her lips as she walked over to the chair.

“W-where, where am I?” the Black Bride murmured, coming to after momentarily fainting. Her eyes widened in horror as she looked around, where the already large warehouse appeared to be absolutely ginormous.

“My husband confiscated this shrink ray from Professor Changeable after he used it to shrink the Eiffel Tower,” Elastigirl explained. “And now, I use it to extract justice upon villainous scum like yourself.”

Shuddering as she stood on the chair, now a mere 6 inches in height, Eleanor realized that she was also free of the restraints, though the long drop to the ground would probably hurt a little. She had little time to think of escape, however, as an outstretched hand from the rubber-hero snatched the villain from the chair a second later. Squirming in the tight grip of the spandex-clad woman, the Black Bride couldn’t help but feel a tinge of fear as she looked up at the giantess’ lustful eyes.

“My name…” Elastigirl began as she started removing her mask. “Is Helen Parr.”

“Why would you tell me your identity?” Eleanor asked, trembling a little. “You’re not worried that I’m going to kill you after I get out of jail?”

“Like I said, you’re not going to jail,” Helen smirked confidently. “Slaves like you never escape me, you’re going to serve me for as long as you survive.”

“Serve you? The hell are you talking about, what are you-”

Eleanor’s words were interrupted as Elastigirl abruptly brought the shrunken woman to her plush lips and delivered a wet, sloppy kiss to the writhing tiny’s face.

“What the fuck? What’s wrong with you?!” the Black Bride squealed as she shook off the giantess’ saliva in disgust.

“I have a thing for cute, tiny girls like yourself,” Helen moaned. “There is nothing hotter to me than having my way with a villain who deserves everything that I do to them.”

“Well stop! I’d rather go to jail than be your plaything!” Eleanor protested. “I still have rights! You can’t-”

The villainess’ words were again cutoff as Helen released a loud, untimely belch directly in her shrunken captive’s face, echoing throughout the vast interior of the warehouse.

“Whoops, that’s Bob’s atomic chili from last night doing a number on my gut,” Elastigirl chuckled as she burped again, sending flicks of spittle flying at her writhing victim’s body.

“You’re nasty, dammit that reeks!” Eleanor choked as she squirmed even more against the tight grip that held her still.

“Mmm if you think that was bad, just wait until I get you a little closer to my ass,” Helen smirked as she brought the tiny down to her belly. Though tightly contained within the spandex suit, Eleanor could tell that the once-skinny Elastigirl had been putting on a little weight as a bit of pudge circumvented her waistline. A terrifying gurgle thundered from the other side of the costume.

“Oh yeah, you’re going to be experiencing hell tonight,” Helen laughed as she now brought the shrunken woman around to her massive backside. The Black Bride shuddered at the sight of the shapely rump, the twin cheeks resembling large globes as they jiggled slightly in their tight confines with every little movement. A push from behind sent the tiny villain’s face directly against the stretched spandex-clad booty, drawing a whimper from the smaller woman.

“Ahhhh that’s the stuff,” Elastigirl sighed as a gargantuan blast of gas fought its way out from between those cushy cheeks, hissing loudly as it escaped the spandex encasing and searing the shrunken girl in a wave of putrid, foul-smelling air. Screaming in disgust, Eleanor quickly began to choke and wheeze as she caught a good whiff of the nose-burning fart, her long, beautiful dark hair having been blasted back by the intense wind.

“D-did you just fucking fart on me?!” the villain screeched in anger, humiliated.

“Huh? What, sorry, I can’t hear you!” Helen replied sarcastically as she let out another titanic toot, again blowing her little victim with a deadly odor that stung the poor tiny’s eyes and nose as the rotten stench violated her senses and caused her to double over in gagging and retching.

Licking her lips again, Elastigirl pulled on the waistband of her tight suit and with great difficultly, began to pull it down around her wide hips and exposing her big bare bum to the world. Immediately, a gust of stuffy, hot air wafted into the area as the already-disgusted Eleanor coughed at the scent of swamp ass.

“Awe, is it stinky down there?” Helen giggled as she brought her victim closer to her giant, pale booty. “Yeah I haven’t washed this suit in a week, and I get good and sweaty while wearing it so I’m sure my butt is quite rank.”

“F-fuck you, I want my lawyer!” the Black Bride stifled through another gag, still fussing in the tight grip of the hand that was bringing her closer and closer to the oversized rear.

Ignoring the protests of her captive, Helen put a hand to one of her pillowy asscheeks and tugged it to the side, spreading her butt wide and exposing her deep, dank booty crack to the horrified eyes of Eleanor, including the dirty, unclean rosebud that lay in the middle. The inside slick with sweat and grime and accompanied by an even more heinous stench, the villainess began to scream bloody murder as she was rapidly brought to those soft cheeks and placed right between their squishy surfaces.

Clenching her butt, Elastigirl mashed Eleanor between her weighty globes, holding the tiny girl in place while she promptly tugged her stretchy, spandex pants up and over her huge hips (with great difficulty, of course), preventing all means of escape for the poor woman wedged tightly in that great ass.

Moaning in utter revulsion, the Black Bride’s world had gone dark as the tiny was sealed alive within Helen’s butt. The heavy asscheeks on either side of compressing her small body, feeling as if she was being squeezed between two constantly-closing walls, Eleanor began to take panicked, rapid breaths as she found that she couldn’t move an inch in those tight confines, though her fast breathing soon caused her to regret even opening her mouth.

Letting out a deep, throaty gag, the villain choked and wheezed on the thick, cloying air that polluted that small air pocket, the stench of unwashed ass and lingering farts forcing Eleanor into breath-stealing dry-heaving as the shrunken woman suffered in the super heroine’s sauna of a butt. Worse yet, a shimmy of Helen’s hips caused the immobilized tiny’s face to press against the giantess’ reeking butthole, triggering her to shriek with disgust.

“Mmm you’re right up against my shithole,” Elastigirl moaned, rubbing her vagina through the front of her costume, a domineering tone hanging in her voice. “This is a prison that a villain like you deserves! Oh- feels like the rest of my chili gas is right on time too…”

Leaning forward slightly, Helen giggled again as another guttural blast of gas was expelled from her thick butt, noisily squelching out of her deep booty and drenching the doll-sized girl between her cheeks in another noxious reek of fermented protein and spicy chili. Clutching her bloated stomach, the hero began rubbing her belly as she slowly began to massage her remaining farts out of her system.

“Ahhh there you go, take my farts,” Elastigirl moaned again, letting loose another barrage of her homemade bioweapon. “Take all of it, take all my shit.”

Eleanor screamed until her throat was raw, each searing wave roasting her tortured body and destroying her senses as their intolerable stench felt as if they were slowly driving her insane. Squirming and writhing as much as her trapped body could in the enclosed space, the villain had entered a full panic as each horrid blast remained trapped in that miniscule air pocket, with Helen’s tight costume ensuring that the farts were largely trapped in there right along with her. The added heat of the gas was also causing the super heroine to perspire quite rapidly, and revolting ass sweat slowly began to coat the tiny’s body which added to the misery.

“Mmmm well then, I was going to continue my patrol for the next 6-hours or so…” Helen sighed, slinging the shrink ray over her shoulder. “Then maybe I’ll take you home, but I’ll have to hide you from Bob somehow…”

“You fucking bitch! I’ll kill you when I get out of here!” Eleanor tried to screech, but the heavy buttcheeks sandwiching her prevented her from getting even half of that out. On top of that, the cloying smell had weakened the tiny considerably, and she was powerless to fight as the plump walls on either side of her began to rub and grind against the villainess while Helen started to walk.

“I know how I can hide you while I’m at home!” Elastigirl exclaimed as she snapped her fingers. “I can shove you up my ass, then wear you in my costume during the day! Mmm, I’ll have Bob whip up some of his sauerkraut franks when I get back, those give me some really pungent gas, so much so that he’ll usually sleep on the couch during the following night haha.”

Letting out another merciless barrage of toxic farts, each airy explosion drawing a new set of frantic squirming from the shrunken girl trapped within her ass, Helen began to make her way back to the city to continue fighting crime. The world’s greatest wedding villain, the Black Bride, meanwhile, was doomed to spend the rest of her existence serving Elastigirl as her personal fart-absorber/sweat rag, forced to take in fart after horrifically-putrid fart day in and day out, all while absorbing and becoming saturated in reeking sweat while deep in the super’s skin-tight costume. Each day would be an endless battle for survival, and Helen Parr would prove to show little mercy as she began to use Eleanor as a Human buttplug during the night…

To be continued (?)