Assface23

@Assface232 from Twitter. 36, Chicago. Asseating, fartsniffing, booty-worshiping sub LF nasty booty dudes to sniff. DMs/Asks open! 💨

[assface232]

Off the clock and thinking about gross stinky farts and butts again

[ultrathickbooty]

[assface232]

you should make a thisvid. Cause I’d love to see your videos

I had one for awhile under the name Assface23 but I deleted it. Then when I created an account again, it just never let me upload anything. Would say "unavailable at this time" or something every time for months. So I gave up on it. Been trying to find new places to set up shop for awhile.

I'm on twitter, bluesky, and scatboi nowadays

[assface232]

All as Assface232 or Assface23. Would love to share my pics/vids somehow, so you can see what a good fart fairy I am

[assface232]

you should make a thisvid. Cause I’d love to see your videos

I had one for awhile under the name Assface23 but I deleted it. Then when I created an account again, it just never let me upload anything. Would say "unavailable at this time" or something every time for months. So I gave up on it. Been trying to find new places to set up shop for awhile.

I'm on twitter, bluesky, and scatboi nowadays

[assface232]

just a fair warning. Tumblr won’t hesitate to take down your blog if you post nudity and vids like that. Not that I don’t love the vid but it’s a risk on here

Dang they're real strict on here. I've seen others posting stuff but whenever I do it seems to get restricted, suppose I should take it down before they ban me entirely

[ultrathickbooty]

[assface232]

Is your bf into your kinks too?

Nah he knows about them but it’s not his thing. He still smells good after working his blue collar job though

[assface232]

are you just into buttstink and farts? Or other types of stink too?

Buttstink, farts, skids, shit, musk mostly. But also armpits and balls.

[assface232]

The room was filled with laughter at your stepfather’s most recent fart to your face. It was absurdly loud and overly comedic. A quack with a whiny ending. The men thought it was hysterical and all you could do was gag. They were so immature, so disgusting, so mean, but they were also in charge. 

“Okay!” Your stepfather clapped his hands together. He stood up knocking your face with his junk as he did. “I think before your son and his friends arrive, fart fairy here should thank us for such a special night so far!” 

You could only guess the cruel punishment you’d be forced to oblige in the form of a thanks to them. “I’m thinking fart fairy can kiss each of our asses and thank us for the farts we’ve bestowed upon him.” 

The men were all overly eager to have you kiss their butts. Lining up and pulling back their pants/shorts and underwear to bare their cheeks to you. 

First up was your stepfather. His large cheeks were speckled in hair but that didn’t compare to the dense jungle of ass crack hair he had. It was a haunting sight to look between his bare butt cheeks. Still you leaned closer into the smell and kissed your stepfather right then left butt cheek and thanked him for the farts. 

You went down the line kissing each cheek. Some hairy some not, but they all stunk like man butt. Of course they did. 

At the end of the line waiting was Coach Stephan. His butt was not just a hairy jungle in the crack like your stepfathers but rather a furry pelt of hair on both cheeks as well. You kissed both cheeks and thanked him but unlike the rest of the guys who laughed you off and encouraged you down the line Coach Stephan’s response to your kisses was “I don’t believe you” everyone including yourself turned to look at him. 

Coach Stephan gave you a mean look and said “I don’t think you’re actually grateful for my farts. You can prove it though.” He then turned and spread his cheeks in front of your face. “Smoosh your face in there and kiss my swampy hairy butt crack!” 

You looked over at your Stepfather who looked amused at your predicament. “Get in there!” “Go on fairy” some of the guys yelled to you. So you looked back to your former teachers hairy butt crack and began to lean in. The smell was disgusting and you wanted to cry but you puckered your lips and plunged into his musky soupy butt crack. The hair and flesh felt slippery on your face. It was like you were transported to another realm as Coach Stephan smeared your face and lips with his bare butt crack. The stink like a slime coated you. He rubbed you around for some time to the laugher of all the men in the room. As he was finally letting you go you heard the door bell ring…

Having to kiss each man's ass and *thank* them for squeezing me between their thighs and forcing me to sniff their farts was a punishment in and of itself. But having to smoosh my face into Coach Stephan's hairy sweaty unwashed ass takes the cake. There were no jeans blocking the scent of his warm, musky butt funk, which was being rubbed into my pores by his hand on the back of my head. Thoroughly marking my face with his butt scent while everyone else watched and laughed. No one was coming to save me, in fact..... *ding dong*

It was only going to get worse.

[assface232]

You looked in the mirror utterly humiliated. The words Fart Fairy echoed in your head. On your lower body was just a pair of women’s pink underwear and on your upper body a pair of pretty sparkly fairy wings. Your stepfather’s underwear which you had been wearing over your face, forcing you to sniff straight butt for the last forty minutes, had now been pulled back. The waistband of his boxers framed your hairline, they were your tiara after all. But the way the leg holes of the boxers fell, nearly to your shoulders, they looked like they were an embarrassing poor attempt at a wig. Further emasculating you. 

Your stepfather’s also forced you to rub your entire face and body down with some glitter lotion, making you not only shimmer in the light but smell very feminine.

The first men to arrive at the ‘costume’ party were Sean and Kyle, brothers, and long time friends of your Stepfather. And you say ‘costume’ in such a way because your stepfather remained in his casual gym shorts and t-shirt lounge wear and Sean and Kyle arrived only in their work clothes. This was a costume party for you alone.

The brothers owned their own landscaping company and wore their muscle tees, work pants, and work boots. Your stepdad greeted them at the door and within seconds of welcoming them in was shouting, rudely, to you, to get your ass down stairs and say hello to the guests. 

Your knees shook as you made your way downstairs. It was mortifying enough to be seen by your stepfather in just a pair of panties and fairy wings but to strangers?! 

All eyes were on you as you descended the stairs. Your stepfather Sean and Kyle exploded with laughter. Boyish cackling filled the entire house. “Oh shit! He really is a fairy!” 

Your stepfather gave a cocky “told you” with shrug. “When I said we were having a party he was so excited to dress up!” Your stepfather lied. “I don’t know if I’d call that a he” Sean jabbed. You wanted to stand up for yourself but you knew it would only make things worse. You were tiny beneath these massive older men. “Get our guests some beers, fairy”. Your stepdad casually demanded as them men made their way to the couch. You heard them chatting as you walked off. “Dude I can’t believe you got yourself a bitch boy servant!” Cackling laughter. “Yea he’s not going back to college” 

You ran quickly to the yard and retrieved three beers from the cooler with a pit in your stomach. The three men waited on the couch for their drinks. And no sooner than they had them in their hands they were chugging and belching.  

“Alright time to show off your skills fart fairy. Anyone wanna go first?” Kyle stood from the couch and pulled you by the hair inserting your face, especially, your nose right into his jean clad butt. “I’ve been holding this in all day for you fairy!” He spat. Then a disgusting wet fart spattered out of Kyle’s ass and up your nostrils. You struggled and gagged but your face was locked in. The stink burned and your eyes blurred with hot tears. All three men laughed as Kyle continued to hold you in his butt. Slightly rubbing you up and down, wiping his crack with your face. 

Your stepfather and Sean both took some turns as well, by the time the door bell rang again. This time your stepfather made you go answer. You trembled opening the door, hearing Sean, Kyle and your stepfather giddy with laughter. 

You opened the door to a surprising sight. Your former high school gym teacher, Coach Stephan. Your eyes went wide seeing the tall muscular hairy man. He let out a laugh as he shook his head lightly. “Always knew you were pathetic”. His words humiliated you. You’d always felt like Coach Stephan thought you were a wuss compared to the jocks who he favored and that was the confirmation. Then with a surprising shift in energy as Coach Stephan shoved you and grabbed you by the back of your panties. He yanked upward giving you a massive wedgie. He pulled you in towards the living room and shouted “this fairy belong to anyone!?” The men all jeered and laughed. 

Coach Stephan yanked your underwear again towards himself and then shoved you forward into the couch releasing the panties as he did so they’d snap against your skin. You let out a pathetic whimper. “Beers!” was all your stepdad said and you knew what he meant. As you got up to get them you reached to pick your wedgie but before you could Coach Stephan was slapping your hand away. “The wedgie stays in, fart fairy!” He said with a certain cruelty.

Again you got the men their beers but as you returned your father was letting two more men into your house. Vince, a fire fighter who’d just come from the gym, and another man named James. James was the father of a guy you went to school with named Travis. You and Travis never got along, he was a bit of a bully. Their reactions to you were just as dramatic as Sean and Kyle’s they laughed and laughed until James pulled his phone out and said “oh fuck I gotta take a picture of this for Trav” 

Your eyes short from your head and you began to cover your body with your hands “no!” You yelled but in no time your step father had stepped forward and slapped you across the face. You were shocked. “Smile nice and pretty for the camera, now, fart fairy.” His voice was calm but you could tell there was a rage beneath it. 

You held back tears and put on a happy smile for the camera. You were horrified at the sight of James, smiling wildly taking photo after photo of you dressed like a fairy.  “Turn around and show that wedgie off too” Coach Stephan yelled. You were mortified. Turning your body and sticking your wedgied butt out on camera. 

The other men took some pictures too. Finally after they were finished toying with you everyone made their way to the living room. “Okay fart fairy. Now that all the guests are here it’s time for you to fly from butt to butt and sniff any fart  any of us has! And after you sniff the whole fart I better hear thank yous! Got it!” Your stepfather acted like a drill sergeant. 

The six men took their leisure in the coach, watching some baseball game. They all drank beers you served them and whenever any of them had a fart you would be summoned. “Fart fairy!” Coach Stephan called to you charmingly. You were relived to pull yourself from between Vince’s thick thighs. His sweaty gym shorts still held the stink of his previous fart. But you were sick at the thought of returning to coach Stephan’s. 

Coach Stephan spread his massive hairy legs and beckoned you in. You crawled forward and nestled your face beneath his crotch, feeling his balls on the bridge of your nose. Coach Stephan had by far the nastiest stink out of the men and he continued to call you over. A wispy and then loud airy fart spread across your face and you gagged in the eggy heat. Coach Stephan lightly scratched your head as he held you in close. You remained there for about twelve minutes when you were summoned by James. “Fairy. Oh fairy!” 

Crawling to James you had even more shame. The idea that he’d sent his son those pictures of you in your fart fairy uniform was so embarrassing. As you reached James he held his phone out to you with a smirk. 

You looked at the screen and it was a message exchange between James and his son Travis. 

James: *Three pictures of me in my fairy clothes. 

Travis: wtf?! 

Travis: wait do I know him? 

Travis: holy shit I went to school with that sissy didn’t I?! 

James: yup, got him sniffing farts right now. 🤣

You were at a loss for words when a new message came in. 

Travis: that’s so funny. I with the boys right now can we pull up and fart on the fairy?

James snatched his phone back from you and read the message. “Yo dude” he shouted to your stepfather “you good if Trav and his boys come over? They want a chance to fart on the fairy!”

Your stepfather laughed “of course bro! The more the merrier!”

You wanted to throw up. The idea of Travis and a bunch of other dudes you went to school showing up and seeing you dressed like this was sickening. But before you even had a chance to consider a plan of escape your stepfather was calling you over to sniff his next fart. The night was only beginning… 

So hot and humiliating and degrading!! I know I'd have tears welling up in my eyes but they wouldn't last long before one of the boys farted them dry. My nostrils would start to burn from the smell of all the farts I'd be huffing up that night, and my face paint smeared with buttsweat and tear streaks, and probably a few buttcheek prints. Hit me up here or tele I love to chat like this!

[assface232]

Home alone for the summer with your step dad and things had gotten gross. The two of you didn’t interact much when your mom was home but after she left a couple weeks ago it was like your stepdad became a new person. He’d stopped showering, and wearing deodorant. He started day drinking and just wearing his boxers around the house. And in the last two weeks you swear you’ve only seen him change his boxers once. He became a loud boisterous frat bro in a fifty something year old man’s body.

worst of all was the gas he started letting rip around you. You’d never heard him fart before but now it was like he could fart nearly every other minute. And after every long chug of his beer he let out a beastly belch. Needless to say the whole house stunk. And it wasn’t long until he started burping directly in your face or farting right next to your face. He started out being all jokey about it but it wasn’t long until the jokes went too far.

last Friday afternoon you heard the baseball game your stepfather had been watching pause on the tv. And then you heard the bathroom door off the living room open and close. Despite being upstairs in your room you could hear the sounds of your stepfather blowing up the toilet. About twenty minutes later you heard the distinct sound of a door creaking open. You ignored it though because you never heard the toilet flush or the sound of the sink turning on, plus the tv was still paused. But then your stepfather appeared at your door with a scary smirk on his face.

Your room started to stink of his BO as soon as he stepped in. “Hey bud come with me I wanna show you something.” You didn’t want to go anywhere but you were very intimidated by him. You followed your stepdad down the stairs but he stopped at the bottom of them and gestured for you to walk in front of him. You swallowed deeply and walked down the hall. Your stepfather followed closely behind you. He placed his hand firmly on your neck as you approached the small half bathroom’s door. Without words he reached in front of you opened the door and shoved you inside.

you fell forward nearly crashing into the wall in front of you. As you caught yourself you heard the sound of a door locking behind you. You turned and looked at the knob of the door. Your stomach dropped realizing your stepfather had switched the doorknob around and was able to lock you in from the outside. Before you could I even beg to be let out the smell of the tiny unventilated bathroom hit you. It stunk of your stepdads farts and shit. You gagged involuntarily on the stench, this caused your stepdad to laugh loudly. You whined and begged him to let you out. But your stepdad just laughed again and told you to have fun. You heard him walk away and the sound of the baseball game returning as he unpaused the tv. The volume increased as well. A sign from your stepfather that he didn’t want to hear your begging.

it was then you realized that the toilet remained unflushed. You quickly leapt to flush it but the handle was limp. Your stepfather had removed the pin so you couldn’t flush it.

your stepdad left you locked in the small stinking bathroom for four hours that night. Before he finally let you out he made you convince him from the other side of the door that you actually liked the stink to the bathroom. Making you take deep loud sniffs so he could hear.

after that, your stepfather started waking you up in the morning with his farts. The same pair of stinky skid marked boxers sitting right on your face, your body trapped beneath the covers as he delivered some fresh hot farts directly to your face.

your stepfather gave you the heads up a couple days ago that he was having a costume party with his friends tonight. You thought it was really odd that a bunch of middle aged men were having a costume party. Your father spent the day blaring loud music throughout the house as he prepared a bunch of snacks, got the grill ready, and put a bunch of beer out in a cooler. You were relieved he wasn’t bossing you a round to help get the house ready but it all clicked into place for you when he stomped into your room.

“alright bud, here’s your costume for tonight” your stepfather dropped a bag on your bed. Your stomach dropped realizing you’d be forced to participate. You feared into the bag and were greeted with the sight of pinks and purples and a lot of sparkles.

you pulled a delicate cloth from the bag realizing that it was a pair of women’s panties. You wanted to run but your stepfathers imposing figure blocked the door. “Get dressed”

you stripped down and put on the panties. Your stepfather laughed and called you a sissy. Then you pulled the next item from the bag. A pair of sparkly purple fairy wings. Your stepfather told you to put them on, and there you were, wearing only a pair of light pink women’s underwear and some sparkly fairy wings. “One last thing”

your stepfather then casually pulled down the boxers he’s been wearing for weeks at this point. Your naked stepfather stepped out of his boxers and picked them up from the ground. “Your tiara” he said with dark smile as he held the boxers up.

you really wanted to run as your stepfather pulled you in close to him and pulled his dirty boxers over your head. The nasty skidmark he’d been cultivating for weeks directly in front of your nose. You convulsed and begged him not to do this. Your stepfather just spanked you on the butt and told you not to take it off your face until he told you to. “I’ll let you pull it up and just wear it over your head once our guests arrive. They will need access to that cute little nose. You are the fart fairy after all!” You cried and gagged in the dense musk and stink of your stepfathers boxers. But you’d probably wish you could stay inside those disgusting undergarments once you saw the plethora of gross men who were about to arrive to use your face to wipe their swampy butts and sniff their horrible farts

Fuck, this was a mASSterpiece! I enjoyed every twist and turn from marinating in the fart and shit stink of the bathroom, to the skidmarked boxers right on my nose, to being the "fart fairy" at the party haha

Thanks for sending this. I'm on telegram too (@Assf232), def hit me up if you want me to play the role of the fart fairy ;)

[assface232]

After all the wildfire smoke the past few days, my lungs are BEGGING to be filled with farts instead

[assface232]

I want a man to wipe his stinky sweaty butt on my face and fart until theres a little brown streak, right on my nose. Then my next nickname can be brownnoser

[assface232]

Anon where are you I need raunchy asks/DMs about using me as a fartface, buttwipe, and seat

[fujocie]

the thought of being trapped between 2 guys. ur head rested atop one of their asses while the other lowers his into ur waiting face, both blasting farts onto as u lay back nd enjoy..

[funkobuttboy]

we need more fart threesome stories, just remembered i wrote one actually but still

[assface232]

I love a butt sandwich like this. Whole head encased in ass from the front to the back. And then they start farting 😈

[stinkyboiii]

I so need someone with a swampy, bear ass. I need it to be hairy to the point where bits of shit stay tangled in the hair after wiping, not that they care to wipe it very well anyway, and where they sweat do much, and the sweat stays in their crack for so long it becomes absolutely nasty.

And then, I need them to grab my face and use my nose to scratch their gross asshole, holding the back of my head and rubbing their itchy crack and shithole against it like a bear would use a tree.

I need them the grunt, to move me by my hair, to be so comfortable with how gross they're being, fart freely, maybe tell me about how they couldn't get anything to scratch that itch, but my nose was doing a good job. I need their ass to make nasty squealches as it's rubbed against my face, coating me in a thick layer of the stinky goodness.

Maybe they decide to keep me around :3 after all their ass isn't gonna get any better, if anything, they can test if I have other purposes too.

[funkobuttboy]

HEAVY on this

[transguyhounddog]

Facefarts from a father figure who knows how gross you think it is. Who laughs when you grab at him to try and push him away. Who groans loudly on purpose, holding you in place while he lifts his leg and tries to force another one out "No no, wait I think this one's gonna be big..."

Feeling the fabric heat up against your nose while he lets out the most rancid old man fart you've ever heard, so disgusting he has to fan his own nose. Patting your head when you're done and then cooing at the tears in your eyes, at the glare you give him. Chin up, sport. You know he could do worse.