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[daddiesdadsdads]

[fartcushion]

Dad said if I didn't do well in my final exam I couldn't go on the family holiday, unless I paid for it myself. When the test came back and I was one point of a pass I was devastated. He sympathised, having seen all the effort I'd put in to studying. He made me a deal. I could still come on the holiday and they'd pay for it, but I'd have to earn it. Each meal, drink or excursion I asked money for would require me to perform a service. Obviously I jumped at the offer, calling him the best dad in the world!

On the first night after dinner he came in to my room to tell me that meal was on him, but from then on I would have to be his ass rag. He got hot on trips, the build up of sweat and walking would cause him such discomfort. That's where I came in, my job was too lap at his hole to freshen him up. He figured between 3 meals a day and activities that should keep him from chaffing for the week.

I'd begged for anything else, he just reminded me of our deal. The first day I had starved myself. Declined any offer of food or drink, stood on the sidelines of all activities. By the second day I was so hungry, that night I knocked on my dad's door and asked him to forgive me for going back on my word. He was as forgiving as always and took me back to my room so I could make it up to him. Considering I'd not done my job his cheeks and thighs had rubbed him a little raw and my tongue would be his balm for the next half hour. I could tell he was a still a little annoyed at me, because he let a fart on my tongue and his apology didn't seem too sincere. He didn't actually apologise for the next three.

That's why we're here now. My face inches from my dad's hot and sweaty ass. The stink emanating from it like steam. A sight and smell I had become all too familiar with over the past few days. For the rest of the holiday I did my job. Whenever I asked him for something he made a mental note and he made sure every chance we were alone I repayed my debt.

[hungryfan45]

A tailor’s job is never easy.but a celebrity Tailor’s job is impossible. They’re always butt swallowing their fans and constantly in need of new clothes. That’s where you come in. Henry Cavill just had his latest meal and needed new pants. You don’t have enough tape to measure that thing. That’s when he forces you in. It’s hot and stinky in there and you in his other victims will have to deal with that forever

[rippsniffers]

Alex didn’t like to go home for the holidays. His family, brothers and dad, was weird, or maybe he was. Growing up in a household of only gassy men with a fart fetish, how could it not? Staying away would be best. That was his plan until he started getting the guilt trip messages that got increasingly weirder.

Dad - “Hey son, call me when you can. We all miss you.”

Greg - “Bro, come home for the holidays. We haven’t seen you in so long.”

Nick - “Dad’s been talking about you a lot. You should come home. He misses you.”

Alex – Sigh – “I’m on my way.”

The day he was traveling to his dad’s place is when the messages began to get weird…

Greg – “It’s going to be great to catch up, bro, BBBBfbfbbfbfbfbfbfpfpfpfpfpfpf” and he blasted a fart.

Dad – “Hey Alex, I’m fixing up your bedroom, BBBBfbbffbffppfpfpfpfpfpfp (he blasted a huge fart). It will be ready for you when you get here.”

Nick – BBBBBBBbbsspspppspfpspsppp. “Hey, I just felt left out.”

Greg – “Looks like you’ll be off your plane soon. I’m in the car now. See you soon. BBBBBppppfpfpft,” he grunts and farts causing the car seat to rattle.

Nick – BBBBsppspspsppspsppptptptptppptrptpprptprpfptpff. “I’m fluffing your pillows Bro, guess how.” BBBBBfpfppfttt

Dad – “Can’t wait to see you son,” BBBBbfffpfpfpptptpspppfpfbfpfppfpptptptp he grunts, “We have a lot of fun things planned for you.” BBbFpfpfpptppt

Alex had an erection during the entire flight out. And by the time he landed and was waiting in the terminal for his brother to drive up he had a noticeable precum stain on the front of his pants, which he attempted to hide.

It was too late to turn around and go back, right…

The drive to Dad’s place was normal, unfortunately. Alex began to think he just imagined all those messages, the sick fantasies of a pervert.

The moment Alex walked through the door at his Dad’s place, Nick came out of nowhere and gave him a big bear hug. He was trapped in Nick’s large muscular frame when, Bbbppftt, Nick let out a loud but short fart that imminently made him gag. The scent of protein and sweaty ass filled Alex’s lungs. “Good to have you back bro.”

Greg slapped Nick’s pajama-clad ass, making it bounce and said, “Bro, remember what dad said.”

“Sorry. It slipped out.” He laughed as he continued to hold Alex in a bear hug that, Alex suspected, was more about keeping him in the fart stink than welcoming him home.

Greg took his coat off and just pulled his pants off – Underneath he wore a pair of pajamas that were wedged inside his ass crack. Greg joined the bear hug, pushing Alex’s face into Greg’s sweaty pits. Alex was trapped between his two large beefy brothers. He had forgotten he was the tiny one in the family. “Anyway, it is good to have you home Alex," said Greg.

Just then their dad walked in, a muscular, shirtless man in a pair of pajama bottoms. “My three boys all together at home at last. Now make some room for your dad’s fat ass.” His Dad came towards them arms ready to embrace them all. Alex’s face was again shoved as their dad joined the bear hug. He found his face smothered between his Dad’s fuzzy, warm pecs. The smell of his Dad’s hot body was almost enough to block Nick’s fart… almost. Alex flushed red with embarrassment as the scent of Nick’s fart had caused an erection that was currently pressing into his dad’s muscular thigh.

Their Dad took a few deep sniffs then said, “Nick. What did I say?”

“Sorry, Dad. It just slipped out. I swear.”

“Well, I guess it’s okay now. Your brother Alex is here, so we can start the celebration now.”

Before Alex could register, he felt his dad’s hand on his head pushing him down. He was surrounded by his family’s huge, muscular, meaty, pajama-clad asses. They began grunting above him until, BBBBBSpspsppspspsp PPPFpfpfppttpptp Fftbfbfbfpfpfpbfbfbfpfpptptptpt-BFBfbbtbtbtb, they all blasted huge windy farts in his face. Alex gagged as the farts filled his lungs.

He felt his dad’s hand shove his face into each of their farting butts as he told him, “Deep sniff – Deep, deep sniff Alex – Good job, Alex. Good boy.”

Alex sniffed deeply. His family’s farts were rancid and strong. He gagged while attempting to stifle a moan of pleasure.

 “Oh yeah. Alex, can’t you smell the familial bond?” Nick said, BbBBBBfbfpptpt.

Greg pushed his ass back into Alex’s face and grunted as he let out a loud bellowing fart BBBBSbsbbsbsbpfppfpfppsbbfbpfsppf-fppfppptt. It stank like sweaty ass and bad cheese.

“Nice one son.”

“Thanks, Dad.  I was holding that one in the entire drive. Unlike someone. I can follow rules.”

“Shut,” BBBBFBbfbffppfpfppfppspspspspsp, “Up,” said Nick, “Some of us aren’t freaks who can hold it in.”

“Maybe if you could hold it in, you’d hold down a job instead of getting fired for gassing the place,” Greg spat back with a loud BBBbfbpfpfpfpfbBFfppffppfpfp.

BBBBSBbsbsbbsspsppspspspsbsspspspsppsbsbspspspsp-BSBbsbsbfBBFBfbfbfbbff Their dad let out a massive, booming fart that made both Nick and Greg stop fighting. “Boys, Stop it now. It’s a holiday.”

Alex’s head was spinning from the noxious fumes and powerful farts he kept taking to the face. He felt lightheaded surrounded by butt musk and foul fumes, but he’d never been hornier. He was leaking thick precum through his tented pants.

Alex looked up after a quiet moment had passed without anymore farts and he noticed all three men smirking down at him.

“It’s good to have you back son. It’s been too long,” said his dad. He scrunched up his face and let out a quick BBBBFpfpfpppfpttt toot in his face.

“It really is nice to have you back. Your hiatus was hell. We couldn’t handle the farts here without you.” Greg said as he grunted and BBBBfpfpfpptpptpt farted in his brother’s face.

“Lucky us to have a fart-sniffing fa…” Nick was interrupted by his Dad’s sternful grunt and BBBBfpfppp fart. Nick let out a fart in surprise. “Sorry. We’re lucky to have you back. It’s a novelty to have fresh air.”

Alex looked concerned but his Dad having noticed this, shoved his son’s face in his plump, muscular ass and said, “It’s okay Alex. We always knew. You weren’t exactly subtle when you tried to smell our gas.” BBBBSBpsppfpppfpfpfpfpt His dad blasted a fart in his sniffing face.

“I caught you sniffing my seat after farting in it more than once,” said Greg.

“Not to mention how many pairs of my underwear went missing,” Nick laughed.

Their dad placed Alex’s head between his brother’s asses as they both BBBBfbpfpfpfpfppfpfpfp PSPpspsppsp let out a double face fart. Alex took a deep couple sniffs.

“It wasn’t until you left that we realized how much gas you actually sniffed for us. The place started to stink without you.”

“The neighbors actually called 911 thinking there was a gas leak.” Nick lifted his leg and blasted another fart, this time a loud, abrupt fart, in his brother’s face. Alex gagged from the assault.

“It stank for a while week, until we figured out what had changed.” Greg said.

“Suffice to say, we needed someone to sniff our gas. If not for our own noses, but, for the neighbors.” His dad said as he BbbBFbfbbBFbfbfbff let a rumbling fart blast into Alex’s face. “Son, we actually hired a few fart sniffers… for a while.”

“Well, not hire exactly.” Nick laughed, “but it was a great way to get revenge on exes and force people to pay us back money we loaned them.”

BBBBSbfbfbffpfppffp Greg farted. “It also made a few exes too. if I remember.” BBBBFbffpfpptt. They all laughed.

“Well, how else are we gonna test someone out if they are good enough for our family?” Alex joked. And he BbbFpfpfpptt farted in Alex’s face.

“Anyway boys, we’ll have enough time to catch up. Right now, I want you to help me finish cooking dinner. But first…” Their dad pulled down his pajama bottoms and spread his meaty ass cheeks, showing Alex his dad’s fuzzy, sweaty asshole. “Give your dad a kiss son.”

Alex couldn’t control himself. He buried his face between his dad’s meaty cheeks and began tonguing him BBBBFbfbfbfbfpfpfpfpfpfpfp and swallowing the nasty fart his dad blasted.

He pulled his son’s face out of his ass with a suction cup pop and left him a hot, sweaty mess on the floor. “It’s great to have you back son.”

“You better not stay away for so long.” Greg said with a wink and BBBFBffpfpfppf fart.

“I still say we should tie him up and keep him here as a fart slave,” Nick said with a glint in his eye as he BBBBFbbfpfpfpf shoved his brother’s face in his ass and farted.

All three walked away, leaving Alex in their fart cloud. Their thick bubble butts bouncing in their pajama bottoms.

[alphaabsorption]

To Trade A Son

You were in debt to your eyeballs and when the day came for the lender to collect, you only had 1 thing to trade - your son. You offered one, but he took both and made sure you watched as he did. He left you alone and later sent you a message:

“Your sons are still fighting, but don’t worry they’ll settle down soon and become nothing more than ass fat. Consider all your debts paid, You won’t be hearing from me anymore. Unless you have more sons you want to trade?”

You sit alone in your house, free of debt but not free of guilt.

[nomnomnomvore]

Scream (And huff)

So I've finally given in and wrote crimes against nature (and Miguel's ass). All thanks to those Ghostface pics.

I would like to apologize to the ATSV fandom and wish y'all a happy Halloween. Stay safe and I hope you enjoy this mess.

(WARNING: Fart stuff ahead. If you're into it, feel free to keep reading. If not, stay away.)

You let out a small groan as you started to return back to yourself, trying to recall the events that happened before you lost consciousness. You were getting ready for a Halloween movie marathon before you got a call from a stranger asking you odd things: Your name, if you were alone, if you had a boyfriend. Again, weird, but as the call continued, you swore you heard the sound of a small, bubbly explosion before a toxic, putrid smell filled your nose.

And that’s when you passed out, only to find yourself here laying on the couch, with your view becoming clearer as the seconds passed slowly. However, that didn’t explain why you suddenly felt something heavy on your chest.

“I see you’re finally awake.”

You could hear Miguel’s serious yet oddly teasing voice flowing into your ears as your eyes widened at the sudden sight of his ass close to your face. Sure, it was mostly covered in dark clothing due to the black cloak he was wearing, but even that wasn’t doing a good job at hiding how large his behind truly was.

And neither how bad it stank due to his musk. You were sure that, if your view was clearer, you could’ve seen the stench fuming out of his asscrack.

“I was a bit worried that tiny sample of my gas I gave you earlier would’ve been too much for that weak nose of yours, but then again, I wouldn’t be here to begin with if that was the case.” Miguel snarked, making you gulp loudly at his words. The smell of his ass seemed to become more sickening now that you knew it wasn’t pure musk. The sudden groans and gurgles coming from the man’s stomach only made your terror rise up. It sounded like a demon growling from the depths of Hell.

GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNN!!

And through all the noise, and your mind still stuck in a foggy daze, you could see a mischievous red glint in Miguel’s eyes as he wiggled his fat butt a bit.

“Even with all the signs I’ve left around this place like the rooms smelling awful, and your bathroom being a bit…Well, messier than usual, you must still be confused, right?” He chuckled softly. “Whether the case is, I think you already figured out what’s going to happen.”

bbbbbbbbbBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTttttfffFFfFffRrRrRRrRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

You could feel your hair being blown back as if you were using the world’s hottest, loudest and stinkiest hair dryer as Miguel released a strong, bassy and rumbling fart towards you. In less than a second, you felt your eyes and nose being fried thanks to the stench of rotten meat and unfiltered sewer as you gagged in disgust and fear, trying to break yourself free and escape. Once that fart came to an end after a few seconds, Miguel sighed softly as he fanned the smell of his gas towards you.

“Mm, hope you enjoyed that one. Oh what’s that? You’re trying to escape?” He said calmly as he watched you squirm like a worm before you took notice that your wrists were tied against each other with the phone cord you had in your hands a while ago before your nose was suddenly assaulted by Miguel’s foul gas filling your room, causing you to fall unconscious. You panted heavily as you looked up at his bright, crimson eyes. “Yeah, good luck trying to break yourself free. I made sure to tie that phone cord around your hands tight enough so that you won’t try anything funny. But hey, on the bright side, that means you’ll get to huff up more of what I have in store for you~”

bbbbBBbbBbbBbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

VVVVVVVVVVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPRRRRRLLLLLLRRRRPPPPPPPPSSSTTTRRRRRPPPPpppppp…ppppppfffFFFRTRTTRTRRRRT!!

This time, Miguel let out two farts that, while were somewhat shorter, did not shy away from the smell at all. In fact, they seemed to stink even worse, having a foul stench of rotten eggs that made your eyes water as you coughed without control. Even with the toxic green fog filling your view, you could see Miguel’s cloak lifting up with each explosive stinker he let out, giving you a pleasant view of his plumpy behind. To be frank, the weight of his ass alone was probably enough to leave you immobilized under him.

“Ahhh…Ay dios, do you have any idea how tough it is to hold all of these farts in? Almost makes me feel like a balloon about to pop.” He sighed deeply while patting his tummy, inching his ass closer to your face to the point your nose was wedged perfectly between his buttcheeks. You whimpered as your eyes rolled back, still in denial at how bad the smell was now that it was up close and personal. The spot between his cheeks felt so gross and swampy. “Good thing I called you tonight. I would’ve filled the whole neighborhood with my farts if I didn’t found you, so you better sniff it all up~”

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

Now that Miguel was literally using your face as a makeshift cushion, and your hands were completely tied up, you were entirely helpless as he kept torturing you with his noxious gas. It didn’t matter the sound or length of it, none of his farts were pleasant as they overwhelmed each one of your senses. You could taste the nasty flavor of rotten spicy food in your tongue, your eyes were steaming thanks to the intense heat and your nose felt runny as it was in pure agony with each rumbly toot Miguel let out. His ass even seemed to vibrate each time he let loose.

fffffFFFFFBBRRrrrbbBBPPLLBBPPPTTTT!

BBLLRRRRRRRRRfffrrrbbbBBBBBBFFFFPPTTTT!

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppppllllLLLLLLRRRRRRRNNNBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTT!!

“Nnn…Ugh, fuchi. You need to do a better job back there, it stinks~” Miguel taunted as he rubbed his ass all over your face, making sure his stench would never leave you and your nose. A frown appeared on his face as he saw you try to pull yourself away before he used a hand to push you deeper into his crack despite your whines that were drowned by the sounds of his noisy belly.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

vvvvvvvvbbbbbbrrrrrrrrfffrrrrrrrrlllllllllrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

…And his swampy, juicy farts.

“Mmmnn, oof, that one felt a bit wet at the end…Really hope I didn’t stain anything.” He moaned as he playfully stuck out his tongue, teasingly fanning a hand in front of his face even if the stench of his disgusting gas was barely affecting him. “Hm, I think I heard you asking for more, didn’t you?”

Your eyes suddenly widened as you tried to shake your head. Your protests only muffled since your face was still wedged between the man’s killer asscheeks. Chuckling softly, Miguel simply lifted the back of his coat and placed your head under it before pushing you back into his crack, and with a loud grunt…

BBBBRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMBBBBPPFFFFBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBRRRRRBBLLRBBBBRRRLRLLLLRRRBBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

He unleashed the nastiest fart of the evening. The stench completely shutting you down as you were reduced from panicked pleas to low whines and tired moans. You could feel Miguel’s asscheeks clapping against your face, like you were being hit repeatedly by a pair of stinky pillows that were stuffed to the brim with skunk fur. The smell of this fart was akin to a whole dumpster filled to the brim with used diapers and roadkill being set on fire, and then the charred remains were thrown away into a filthy sewer full of rancid waste. Even then, however, it was a miracle how that fart wasn’t enough to kill you. Sure, your nose was experiencing what was probably the closest thing Hell would smell like, but at least you didn’t go deaf by the sounds or became a goopy puddle due to the stench and intense heat.

Regardless if you were still kicking or not, by the time the 15 seconds of Miguel’s fart bomb  finally came to an end, you were completely numb and motionless. Your eyes were red and on the brink of shutting down, your hair was a total mess, and your face was covered in sweat; having an odd mix of color between green and red. Green because you were absolutely nauseous by the ungodly stench of Miguel’s nasty musk and yucky farts, and red because…

Because…You prefer to not think about it. Less so in your current situation.

Much to your relief, however, Miguel lifted up his cloak; finally freeing you from the hellish dutch oven he created.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

Although, that didn’t stop him from releasing another eggy stench bomb all over you. Your eyes rolled back into your head before Miguel finally got off from your body. Despite the fact you were an inch from falling unconscious, you couldn’t take your sight away from his large, jiggly ass. His black robes were still doing a bit of a poor job in hiding his cheeks as he took a whiff of the putrid stench filling the air, only for him to cough as he waved a hand in front of his nose.

“Dios, que hedor. I think something I ate definitely didn’t sit well with me, because I'm sure I broke a record with that.” Miguel chuckled. “But sadly, that’s all I had in me. Too bad, really. I was starting to have fun…Oh well, guess that means your nose will be spared for tonight, but you can’t fool me. I can tell you loved this~”

You were too exhausted to respond to Miguel's cheeky comment as you watched him stretch a bit, getting ready to finally leave you be. He even untied your wrists, figuring that since you were in such a weak state, you wouldn’t even attempt to fight him. Regardless, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief at the fact this seemed to come to an end.

guuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLlllllrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr….!!

“Gh!!”

But then, your eyes widened in pure horror as you watched Miguel clutching his stomach, which was gurgling and rumbling ominously like an active volcano ready to explode. 

“On second thought, it seems I still have one more left in here. Make sure to enjoy it. I know I will~” Miguel said with a smirk before bending over slightly to show off more of his plumpy ass. The sounds of his belly blurbing were deafening as he grunted while clenching his fists. “HhHNGH!”

FFFFFFFFFFBBBBBLloOooOoooooOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUuuUuUuUuUuuummMMMMMbbbbbbbbBBBBBBBBBMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUBBBBBBBBBbpLpRRrRbbBlLLlrrrPBBpLbPPPpPPpprrrrrRRRRRLbBpBOOOORRRRRMRMBRRPLIOOOOOORBRRPLRRRRRPPPPPTTTT…BBBRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT!!!!

You didn’t even have time to let out a sound before you were blasted by that massive nuke of a fart that shook the entire foundations of the house and even knocked down a few stuff from the furniture. The paint from the walls even started to peel off due to the ungodly stench that your brain couldn’t comprehend, because no words in the human vocabulary would be enough to describe the hellish miasma Miguel was releasing, making one last dent to your already feeble sense of smell while he stuck out his tongue in a teasing way; clearly enjoying the sensation of relief that fart was giving him.

After only 30 seconds, which for you felt like hours, the gas finally stopped flowing out from his backside as you started to lose consciousness while lying limp on the couch. The whole room was filled to the brim with a noxious, brown, rancid fog that wouldn’t look too out of place in a horror movie, and as you watched Miguel put on his white, screaming mask and leave the scene (alongside his nasty, fat butt), you could hear him say some last words before you passed out.

“Feliz Halloween~ See you next year~”

FFFFFFRRRRRRRRTTT!

“Ahhh~”

[sulfursmells]

Ya’ll gotta read this. Miguel O’Hara is like the hottest Spider-Man and I just need to share this hot asf story.

[boyhuffer-deactivated20251119]

gross boyfriend who gets really bad morning gas.. asking if you’ll muffle a bit of the smell for him and saying if you’d love him you’d do it, and before you can comprehend it you’re hotboxxed in, face sandwiched between his musty asscheeks as his rancid fumes fill your nose..! then when you think he’s nearly done, he hand roots itself in your hair, yanking it so hard you gasp in pain so he can fit his asshole snugly against your mouth “ sorry dear, your mouth just takes them better “ he mumbles in apology before coating your tongue in his farts.. you’re getting light-headed as the farts just dont seem to stop.. how much has he got in there?? until his tummy lets out an awfully loud rumble, and his ass is now planted ontop of your face. he doesn’t want to get out of bed this morning, so you’ll happily be his toilet, right?

[platinumchub]

Highly grabbable. Kneedable, even

[latenightvore]

Think about it. Every soft, blubbery ounce you grab. Every pound. Every jiggle. Every time you knead your hands over my belly or grind your dick against it, it all used to be someone. Multiple someone’s. Names a never bothered to learn, because I didn’t care. Just walking meals who finally had their turns getting to settle in permanently as my own stomach. Each one only making it easier for me to handle the next. And you’re starting to look pretty tasty yourself…~

[gayguygas]

Smell of the nice list

Warning: this story contains vore

This is also my longest story so far.

It’s Christmas morning and I wake up feeling depressed. I shouldn’t be because I’m staying in a beautiful, secluded, cabin in the mountains for the holidays. I should be here with my fiance,  but unfortunately I found him cheating on me, in our bed, a month ago, with a younger man. I guess, me turning 30 is too old for him even though he’s 37. I’m pretty sure this affair has been going on for a while because from what I’ve heard, they’ve already moved in together.

I should be spending Christmas with my mom and not alone, but I can’t handle the looks of pity.

I feel so pathetic. All my life I’ve tried to be a good man; being nice and helping anyone that I can. But I feel like everyone just walks all over me.

My late father taught me to be a kind person but maybe he was wrong, maybe that old saying is true: nice guys finish last.

I get up and head to the kitchen. Maybe eating a pint of ice cream in bed will make this Christmas bearable. 

I pause when I step into the kitchen. In the living-room, I spy a man standing in front of the Christmas tree with his back facing me. 

He’s black, with short black hair, and he’s wearing a white t-shirt and gray sweats. It’s obvious he works out because his t-shirt looks painted on. But what catches most of my attention is his insanely fat, bubble butt. It looks like his sweats can barely contain his thick cakes. Just one of his butt cheeks is as big as my head.

I stop thirsting for his ass and get my head back into the game. There’s an intruder here who’s either trying to rob or kill me. I need to get my phone and call the police. 

He hasn’t noticed me yet. I silently turn around so I can head back into my bedroom.

I go still as I find the man standing a few feet in front of me, with his back still to me. I whip my head back around and see that the guy’s magically vanished from in front of the tree.

I turn my head back forward just in time to see the man’s hand shoot back and grab the back of my neck. With a strong pull, I find myself bent over with my face heading straight for his bubble butt. 

Next thing I know, my face is being mashed against his firm-yet-fleshy ass. His pillowy cheeks mold around my face, completely smothering me.

I then hear his voice. “Trevor, you’ve been very good all year. You’ve earned this… NGH”

PPPPPPPPWWWWWWWWBBBBBBBRRRRRRRR

I'm met with a 6 second, explosive fart, right in my face. The stench of rotten eggs and onions immediately burns my nose. I should find this disgusting but in truth, I love it. I have a huge fart fetish that I’ve never told anyone. In my 30 years of living, this is the first time someone’s ever farted in my face.

I’m coughing as he straightens me up and turns around. Man, this guy’s handsome. He looks to be in his early thirties, about a half a foot taller than me, and shredded as hell.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him. I feel his hardness poking my lower stomach. This, combined with his fart to my face has me hard too.

The guy grimaces a bit before I see a lump traveling up his throat. With an impish grin, he leans his face in, bringing his lips right up to my nose.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS-UUUUURRRRPPPPP”

He belches his words right in my face. The stink of spoiled milk has my eyes watering and I love it.

“Did that smell bad, baby?” he asks cheekily.

The stranger’s endearment knocks some sense into me. I brush his arms off and take a few steps back.

“Who the hell are you? And how did you get in here?” I demand.

He looks a bit confused. “I’m not sure what I am but I was made by Santa and meant for you. The name's Nick Winters.” He introduces himself with a beaming smile.

“Trevor, all your life you’ve been a good person but no goodness has been returned to you; so Santa decided to intervene. That is why he made me. My mission is to fill your life with nothing but happiness. And I plan to do that with my body, magic, and never-ending tank of farts.” To demonstrate, Nick closes one eye and cocks his right leg.

PPPPWWWWWHHHHHFFFFFFF

A noxious, eggy stench taints the air around us. I try to ignore the throbbing in my boxers.

Damn that was hot. No wait, this guy’s crazy; I’m in danger.

“You’ll never be in danger anymore because I'm here, baby.”

I ignore the butterflies in my stomach from him calling me that again.

How’d he know what I was thinking?

“Because reading your mind helps me fulfill your every need and desire.” He answers my unspoken question.

I gasp, taking several steps back.

This time, before my very eyes, the guy suddenly vanishes. My back collides with a breathing brick wall. A burly set of arms wrap around me. I don’t struggle because I don’t feel in danger. 

Being in his arms feels right. 

I shiver as he grazes my earlobe with his lips and sensually whispers, “Mmm, no. You being in my arms feels perfect.”

Please, show me your magic. Please, turn me on. Please, fart on me again.

I feel Nick’s lips curl into a smile when he hears my thoughts.

Nick releases me out of his arms and takes a step away from me.

I gasp as I’m levitated off the ground. My body is turned around, facing a smirking Nick. I'm levitated higher until my head’s nearly touching the ceiling. 

Nick does a little gesture with his finger, making my body rotate 180 degrees, in the air. My feet are now nearly touching the ceiling. I’m now looking at Nick, upside down.

Nick turns around, showing that my head is on level with his ass. Nick’s melon-sized cheeks are within a foot of my face. 

Nick inches backwards, burying my face in his meaty rump. An invisible force is stopping my head from backing away. I feel his doughy mounds molding around my facial features.

I can’t see a thing but I hear Nick’s voice.

“Alright baby, time to give you a taste of what my magic and gas can do for ya.” FART “Trevor, with my magic I can literally do anything. And all I wanna do is make you happy.” FART “Nothing’s off limits.” FART “You want me to ruin someone? Just point them out and I’ll sit on their face and won’t stop farting until I put them in a coma.” FART “You want me to cause destruction? I’ll grow to the size of a kaiju and go from city-to-city, crushing them under my huge booty, and leaving them uninhabitable with my butt bombs. ” FART “You want me to end fresh air? I’ll teleport us to the top of the highest mountain. There, you can watch me stick my ass into the air and keep farting and farting until I cover the entire planet in a never-ending fart cloud. No one will be safe from my butt stink .” FART “Just ask for it and it’ll be done” FART “My mission is to make you happy for the rest of your life.” FART “And you should know, I never fail.” FART “ Congrats for being on the nice list, babe… NGH” FFFFFFAAAAARRRRRTTTTT

Nick keeps ripping one sulfuric fart after another right in my upside down face. His words and farting have me hard as hell. 

Please let this not be a dream.

Nick takes a step forward, freeing my face from his bubble butt. He then pulls down the back of his slacks. His thick, caramel cakes pour out and jiggle right in front of my face.

Nick reaches back with both hands and spreads his cheeks, revealing his pucker surrounded by a thatch of black, curly hair.

“This is no dream, Trevor, but I am sending you on a quick trip to dreamland. And when you wake up, you’ll experience a fantasy you’ve been having since you were 16.”

Before I can react, Nick steps back, consuming my face with his big ass. His brawny cheeks clamp down on the sides of my head, and I feel his pucker opening against the tip of my nose.

BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT

A 35 second, hellish storm erupts out of Nick’s ass and right up my nose. The stench of raw sewage and man musk overwhelms me. My floating body spasms as I shoot in my boxers before passing out.

LATER

I groan as I come to. Nick immediately coming to mind. 

Please let him be real. 

I frown as I open my eyes, noticing I’m lying on some kinda huge, brown, warm surface. Whatever it is, it’s bigger than my entire bedroom and arches up for some reason. I stand up and my feet sink a bit into the spongy surface. 

I think I'm in the bedroom. But what am I standing on?

My jaw drops as I take in the room. Everything in the room looks so much bigger. I look down, realizing the pillowy floor I’m standing on is Nick’s butt cheek.

Holy shit! He shrunk me! I’m like an inch high!

The malleable floor beneath me starts to quake and I realize it’s because Nick is laughing.

I look over his long, expansive back and see his humongous face smiling back at me. 

“Haha, I know one of your biggest fantasies, Trevor. It involves you shrinking, and then your bully finding you and torturing you with their big ole booty. How about a little roleplay?”

Nick’s smile morphs into a nasty sneer. “You were always a little dweeb man but this is really pathetic. You were a clutz before but I bet you're even clumsier at this size. Let’s see. Earthquake!”

Nick starts to rock his ass from left to right, making me stumble. And it doesn’t help that the surface I’m standing on feels like a bouncy castle. After a few shakes, I fall face-first against his bare, meaty globe. When Nick feels this he gives a hard shift to the right. My minuscule body starts rolling, heading straight for his ass crack. 

I grunt as I’m hotdogged in the opening of his crack, face up.

“Ha, I was right, you are still clumsy. I guess I better keep you somewhere safe. And I know just the place, shrimp.”

Nick reaches back with both hands. He uses one hand to spread open his cheeks. With the other, he uses his giant index finger and presses down on my chest, submerging me deeper into his massive, cavernous ass. The inside of his cheeks are dark and musty, and slick with sweat. I’m also brushing against a forest of wet butt hairs that are as tall as me. 

My body is turned around during my descent, and I find my entire front pressed against Nick’s sweaty and wrinkled pucker, that at my current height, is as big as I am.

“There ya go shrimp, how do you like your safehouse? It’s safe and secure; there’s no way in, and more importantly no way out.” Nick taunts before flexing his brawny, mountainous mounds, putting the squeeze on me. I moan from both pleasure and discomfort.

I hear Nick’s deep, dark chuckle rumbling all around me. “Hey micro-loser, I wanna introduce you to someone very close to me.”

BBBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWPPPPPPPP

Nick’s pucker pulsates against me before blasting me with a huge fart.

“Oh yeah! I can tell the two of you are gonna be the best of friends… HGH”

RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHDDDDDDDD

“Ah, if you haven’t noticed yet, your new bf is quite the chatterbox… FGH”

PPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLVVVVVVVVVMMMMMMMMM

Aggressive churning sounds from Nick’s guts.

“Oh, what’s this? Sounds like my friend has something big to tell you… NGH”

PPPPPPPPWWWWWWOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDFFFFFFFFFFF

Nick pelts my inch-high body with what feels like gallons of his noxious ass gas; he rips one thunderous fart after another on me. The last one is a massive one that lasts 25 seconds. 

The toxic stench of Nick’s digestive vapors overwhelms me and I find myself blacking out again. Before everything goes dark, I hear Nick’s dickish snickering. I know it’s all an act so I go out smiling.

LATER

I'm back to normal size when I wake up.

I’m in the living-room with Nick who’s still completely naked. The fireplace is going, a Christmas movie is playing on the tv, and I’m lying on the couch with Nick... in an interesting manner.

Nick’s lying on his front, head to the side, watching tv. I’m lying face-first, further down, and using his ample bubble butt as a pillow.

I sigh in contentment as I let my head rest against his pillowy slabs. I love Nick’s gassy games but I desire softer moments like this in a relationship.

I glace forward, catching Nick looking back at me, over his shoulder, with a genuine smile.

I feel like I’m in my perfect fairytale that can’t be true.

“It’s all true babe, but your Prince Charming is very gassy.”

I feel his cakes tense and then relax.

RRRBBBFFFTTTT

Nick farts, spraying my face with his skunky fumes.

“Ah, get a whiff of your happily-ever-after.”

I give his meaty cheek a kiss, showing my thanks.

Nick gives the back of my head a loving pat. 

I get up when my stomach growls in hunger. It’s about lunch time. “I’m gonna make us lunch.” I inform him as I head to the kitchen.

“Sure” Nick calls back.

I bought several boxes of fried chicken before coming up here. I toss several pieces into the air-fryer for us. It’s gonna take 10 minutes.

As I’m waiting, I take another peak at Nick, from in the kitchen. I can’t believe Santa's freaking real, and he gifted me with a hot, magical boyfriend.

Nick slyly grins as he continues to watch tv. “You know staring is rude. It’s almost as rude as this” Nick reaches back with one hand, spreading his meaty globes. 

RRRRRRHHHHHUUUUUUUBBBBBB

Nick rips a bubbly fart. It turns me on but also makes me laugh.

I step further into the living-room. “Haha, sorry I’m just still wrapping my head around… What a minute? Do you eat?” I ask, sidetracked.

He smiles at me, “Of course I do.” He says as if I’m being silly.

“Sorry, didn’t know if you need to with you basically being a god and all.” I shrug

Nick sits up on the couch, wearing a lopsided grin. “A god? Hmm? I like the sound of that.” Nick teases.

Nick raises his arm, closest to me, over his head, revealing his thick bushed armpit. Even from here, I can see his pit glistening with sweat.

“While we wait for our food, why don’t you be a good little disciple and worship your god’s sweaty armpit.” Nick sultry growls.

My eyes widen as several stands of his armpit hair rapidly grow, foot by foot. They slither through the air, quickening towards me. Before I can react, my body’s bound by his armpit hairs. They’re obviously thin lengths of hair but they're unbreakable like steel. Thankfully they don’t cut into my skin. 

One strand of his greasy armpit hair is wrapped around my forehead, another one is wrapped around my neck, and several more are wrapped around my arms binding them to my sides.

With a flirtatious grin, Nick’s armpit hairs start to recede, reeling me in. My feet are sliding across the floor and I know my face is headed straight for his armpit.

As I draw closer Nick puts on a show by leaning in and giving his armpit a sniff. His nose curls in disgust just to tease me.

Soon I’m pulled onto the couch, kneeling next to Nick. The hairs wrapped around my arms, release me and shrink back to normal. The ones around my forehead and neck keep hold, pulling my face towards their ripe-smelling home.

My face draws nearer and nearer until - it’s lodged in his sweaty, rank, wet-furred armpit.   

I moan as my nostrils are flooded with his potent testosterone. Like a starving man, I start licking his sweaty pit without abandon. The acidic taste of his vile sweat assaults my taste buds and I love it.

I feel more than hear Nick’s rumble of approval. “Mmm, that’s it, taste and worship my divine B.O.”

I don’t know how long I've been licking his pit, but eventually Nick has to pull my face away. I know I must look awful with my face covered in his pit sweat and grime.

Nick surprises me by pulling me into a deep kiss. “You look so hot drenched in my armpit sweat.” Nick lustfully snarls. A glance down at his rock-hard 9 inches confirms that.

Nick lies back down, taking me with him. He arranges us like before, with me using his bubble butt as a pillow. 

I then remember our lunch. Before I can get up, Nick snaps his fingers and two plates of fried chicken pop into the room. One’s floating in the air in front of his face. The other is resting on his lower back just in front of me.

Nick shoots me a cheeky grin, over his shoulder. “Eat up babe. And don’t forget my special seasoning.” Nick shakes his hips making his meaty mounds wobble. 

Not needing to be told twice, I pick up a chicken leg and hold it above Nick’s ass crack.

PPPDDDTTTT

He flavors my chicken with an eggy poot. I take a bite, enjoying the taste of the defiled poultry. 

I'd love Nick to fart on everything I eat.

“Done. From now on whatever you eat will have been farted on by me.” Nick chimes in, making me overjoyed. 

We continue to eat. I have Nick poot on every bite I’m about to take.

FFHHHTT, RRLLPPP, MMFFFBBB, DDRRFFF, PPFFFTT

Once we’re finished, Nick snaps his fingers and our plates disappear. I go back to using his bubbly ass as a pillow, as we continue to watch a cheesy hallmark Christmas movie.

This is by far, the best Christmas I’ve ever had. I’ve never been so happy. So why is my ex and his boy-toy plaguing my thoughts?

If I’m being honest, I’m hoping they run into some bad karma. They deserve it after what they did.

My fleshy pillows start jiggling from Nick’s laughter. When I try to look up at him, Nick reaches back, grabs the back of my head, and shoves my face deep in between his beefy ass-slabs. 

I suddenly find my lips pressed against his butthole. “Oh Nick, ‘bad karma’ isn’t enough for those two. They made it to the top of my naughty list. And a lump of coal isn't gonna cut it. Hehe, you'll see.”

I feel Nick’s hole opening up against my lips. Subconsciously, I open my mouth as well.

FFFFFFFFFFHHHHHHHHHHHHWWWWWWWWWWWWUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPP

45 seconds of noxious wind roars into my mouth, inflating my lungs and cheeks like party balloons. I love and crave it, but the sulfuric stench is too much for me. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I pass out.

LATER

I come to, lying alone on the couch. I sit up, not hearing another soul in the cabin. Since the beginning, Nick’s skunky fumes have dominated the room, but the air’s fresh and clean. I start to feel dread. Maybe Nick was all a dream.

I'm filled with hope when I hear the front door open. My hope turns into anger when my ex, Roger, comes into view with his boy-toy, Gavin.

“What the hell are you two doing here?”

Roger looks a little embarrassed. “Well, I thought you’d be at your mother’s and not here alone, so I thought Gavin and I could use the place.”

I scoff, ignoring how Gavin wraps himself in Roger’s arms, wearing a triumphant smile. “Well you’re wrong. I rented the cabin, so kindly see yourselves out.” I dismiss them.

Roger rolls his eyes. “Come on Trevor, don't be petty. Why let this nice cabin go to waste; let me and Gavin use it.”

Gavin nods in agreement. “True, and to be honest, you wallowing over my man, here alone, is pretty pathetic.” Gavin insults me.

Before I can stop myself, “Firstly, I’m not mourning over a cheater. And secondly, I’m not here alone. I’m with someone special.”

Fuck, why did I say that? I probably dreamed Nick up.

Roger gives me a pitying look and Gavin snickers. They both know I’m lying.

Suddenly, someone steps into the room, gaining all our attention. “Hohoho Trevor, you’ve been a very good boy this year. Santa’s about to stuff more than just your stocking.”

Shit, what Nick’s wearing has us all turned on. Nick’s only wearing a red Santa cap and a pair of tight, red underwear that leaves nothing to the imagination. It shows off his overpacked bulge and insanely massive bubble butt. The rest of his ripped, caramel body is on full display.

Nick walks up to me, gesturing towards the other two. “Who are they?”

They both are leering at Nick with intense lust.

“Nick, this is my ex and his boyfriend. I’m hoping they’ll leave now so we can get back to enjoying our romantic Christmas getaway together.”

Roger looks at me, floored. “You’re with him?” Roger looks crushed while Gavin looks envious, and I love it.

Gavin lets go of Roger and sashays up to Nick. I glare as he rests a hand on Nick’s chest.

With half-lidded eyes, Gavin croons, “You should ditch this loser and join me and Roger. I’m sure the three of us could have some fun.” 

Nick returns a sexy little smirk. “Mmm, I think you’re right.” His answer cuts me.

Gavin gives me a quick, nasty little grin. Roger looks completely on board. But then Nick continues, “Hey, I have an even better idea. How about Trevor and I have fun, while you two suffer for the rest of your lives!" Nick says, tripping up Gavin and Roger.

Nick suddenly grabs Gavin by the shoulders and shoves him roughly to his knees. He then quickly wheels around, putting his bubbly ass in Gavin’s face. Nick hastily pulls down his underwear, freeing his bouncing, ample globes. 

Nick reaches behind and grabs the back of Gavin’s neck. “Gavin, you've been very naughty this year. Not only have you been fucking a soon-to-be-married man, but worst of all, you hurt my Trev. A few lumps of coal is too good for you two. Get a whiff of my naughty list.”

Nick pulls Gavin in, burying Gavin’s face in his bulbous backside. Gavin’s arms are flailing but Nick’s not letting him escape.

Roger looks on, horrified. 

Nick takes a deep breath and then grunts.

BBBBBBBBBWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT

Nick launches a trumpeting, 15 second fart, point-blank in Gavin’s face. I know that was a bad one. Gavin must be suffering; lucky bastard.

Roger looks enraged. “Stop that, you disgusting pig!” He roars.  

Nick holds up a single finger, not at all perturbed. “Hold on, I got another one and I think he is in need of some Christmas magic.” 

Nick grits his teeth, and starts grunting and straining.

RRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPDDDDDDDBBBBBBBBBBB

Nick out does himself, unleashing a 20 second monster-of-a-fart in Gavin’s face. Nick gives a huge sigh of relief. 

“Ah, haha, hold on guys, wait for it.” 

As soon as Nick says this, Gavin, whose hands were beating against Nick’s ass and thighs in protest, starts caressing Nick’s butt cheeks.

The room is quiet so we can all hear Gavin breathing deeply in Nick’s ass.

“What the hell are you doing?” Roger shrieks.

Thanks to his face being wedged in Nick’s fat ass, Gavin’s voice is muffled. “It smells so good. Please fart on me again, Master Nick.” Gavin begs. Roger looks revolted. 

Nick chuckles, “Sorry but I’m a kept man. You're gonna have to ask my love for permission, you nasty little fart-slut.” Nick says, degrading Gavin.

Gavin pulls his face out of Nick’s ass and looks up at me with pure desperation. Nick somehow turned Gavin into a complete addict of his farts. To me, this is hot as hell.

After a second, I give Nick an affirmative nod.

Nick gives me a knowing grin. He knows his little show is doing it for me.

“Damn, you’re lucky my boo is such a nice guy.”

Nick buries Gavin’s face back in between his cheeks.

BBBBBBBWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLPPPPPPPP

RRRRRRGGGGGGGGGFFFFFFFFDDDDDDDDDD

MMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUBBBBBBBB

FFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAA-RRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLVVVVVVVVV

Nick rips a barrage of butt bombs, pointblank in Gavin’s face. Gavin’s deeply breathing and coughing on Nick’s toxic vapors. Gavin’s arms soon fall limp; it appears he's passed out.

Nick pulls Gavin's face out of his ass and lets his unconscious body fall to the floor. 

Roger’s horrified. Nick turns his back to Roger, and starts shaking his ass for him. “Come on in Roger, It’s your turn. You’re on my naughty list as well.”

Roger’s backing away, towards the front door. “You did something to his head. You’re a fucking demon or something. I’m getting the hell outta here.” 

Nick mockingly frowns. “I ain’t no demon, but I can understand the mix up with my booty roaring like this.”  Nick bites his bottom lip and lifts his right leg, slightly.

PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHDDDDDDDDD

A 12 second, wet fart erupts out of Nick’s ass. Roger's hit with a wall of Nick's butt funk. He covers his nose with his hand as he backs up faster.

“You’re not doing that to me!” Roger shouts before turning around and sprinting for the door.

A mischievous grin grows on Nick's face, “You’re so right. You deserve worse.” Nick growls at Roger’s retreating back before vanishing.

Roger rips open the door and runs out, or at least tries to. He runs head first into a wall made of two mattress-sized, brown, spherical objects. Roger bounces off of them and falls onto his ass.

Holy shit! That's Nick's ass, but way bigger. Nick must be like 25 feet tall. Fuck, that’s hot.

Roger screams as he gets up; staring in horror at the leviathan butt, blocking his only escape.

“Y-you’re a monster!” Roger shouts.

Nick’s behemoth-of-an-ass jiggles from his laughter. His louder and deeper voice rumbles throughout the entire cabin. “Actually I’m a gift from Santa. And just like the big man, I believe naughty people deserve to be punished. Speaking of which, it’s time for your punishment, Roger. Come on in, welcome to your new forever home.”

“Fuck that!” Roger yells in outrage and fear. He whirls around and tries to race back down the hall. After taking a single step, Nick’s industrial-sized globes part, and like his armpit hairs earlier, 4 butt hairs rapidly grow, quickly slithering through the air towards Roger.

The 4 hairs coil around Roger’s 4 limbs, making him fall to the ground. 

“NO! NO! NOOO!” Roger cries as the super strong hairs lift him into the air, and start pulling him in, towards Nick’s giant ass.

Roger’s eyes find mine. “Please Trevor! Help me! I’m sorry I cheated on you, but you can’t let him do this to me!”

Nick’s booming voice counters. “Oh can’t he? Does he know you and Gavin have been fucking for over 2 years? Or that before he caught you two together, you were going to marry Trevor, and then off him to collect his life insurance?” 

I look at Roger in horror. Roger winces knowing he’s completely screwed. 

“No, he’s wrong. It was all Gavin's idea. Trevor I-I love you.” Roger desperately lies as he’s drawn closer and closer to Nick’s ass. 

I just watch, saying nothing. 

The hairs spin Roger around, so he’s now heading face-first towards Nick’s massive butt crack.

Nick’s cheeks part wider, giving me a clear view of his butthole that’s the size of a manhole cover. Roger struggles wildly at the sight.

Once Roger's face-to-face with Nick’s pucker, he’s suddenly stopped. 

“Just a sec, naughty boy. I want to give you a nice, big, warm welcome.” Nick’s hole twitches before…

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHPPPPPPPDDDDDDDD

 A hurricane of Nick’s fetid vapors vents out of his hole, blasting Roger right in the face. Nick’s fart is so strong that it reaches me in the living-room, blowing back my and an unconscious Gavin’s hair.

The stench of rancid meat and broccoli taints the air. Even though my eyes are watering, I love the nauseating smell. Roger is dry-heaving.

Nick’s hole then gaps open to the size of a hula-hoop. It shows a pink tunnel of flesh that leads into a pitch black abyss.

“Get into my ass, future ass-padding!” Nick growls, authoritatively.

“Noooo-mmmmm” Roger’s shouting is silenced when Nick’s hairs shove him into his hole. Roger’s up to his waist in Nick’s pucker. I watch with widened eyes and a full hard-on.

The hairs release Roger and then Nick’s hole starts pulsing as it quickly devours Roger's kicking legs. In less than 4 seconds, Roger’s completely gone, and Nick sighs in relief.

Nick’s hole closes and after a few moments, starts twitching again.

VVVVVVVBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRWWWWWWPPPPPP

Nick’s voice then booms, “Phew, excuse me.” I can't see it but I know he’s dawning a silly, cheeky smirk.

“Hey Trev, step closer to the hall entrance.”

I do as he says.

The ground shakes as I see giant Nick moving around, outside.

Suddenly, Nick’s couch-sized schlong, thrusts through the front door, heading straight for me. It immediately stops, just inches in front of me. It's enormous. Just its leaking head easily dwarfs me, stretching from the floor to the ceiling.

“Heh, sorry Baby. I was having such a good time that my big friend wanted to meet you. Why don’t you give him a kiss, I bet he’d like that.” Nick teases, sultry.

Not thinking twice, I give the monstrous, spongy head a kiss. The salty, musky taste has me shooting in my boxers.

As soon as I do that, Nick’s mammoth python starts swelling. I close my eyes, feeling that I’m about to be hosed. 

My eyes pop open as a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. Nick’s monster-dong is gone, the front door is closed, and he's back to normal size.

Nick gives my earlobe a nip, “Fuck, that was close. You nearly had me covering you in my special eggnog. I don't wanna blow until I'm inside you.” Nick growls in my ear, making me moan. 

Damn, I want that now.

Nick chuckles as he turns me around. “Soon Trev, but first I wanna show you something.” 

I take in Nick and I’m surprised again. Instead of a six-pack, he’s now sporting a very enlarged potbelly. Nick gives his bloated belly a couple of smacks. “Haha, guess who?”

Nick gives me an impish grin. “Now you see him, now you don’t.” Nick’s eyes narrow in concentration.

Gurgle…Gurgle… Gurgle

Nick’s stomach starts churning loudly. In mere moments his six-pack is back.

Nick turns around, presenting his ass. “Look” he commands.

I gasp as his already big ass starts to grow bigger. As it inflates it’s accompanied by the sound of stretching rubber. It stops when his ass is about a half a foot bigger. 

Man, if it were to rain I could take shelter under that big thing.

“True, it would keep you very dry. And I'll make sure to fart a lot to keep you warm, haha.” He wiggles his hips, making his meaty globes wobble from left to right.

I frown when Nick stops moving and yet his ass is jiggling by itself.

“What the hell?”

“Oh that’s just Roger freaking out because he’s now sentient fat on my big booty.” Nick informs me, giving me a devilish grin over his shoulder.

“He’s alive?” I ask, shocked.

Nick starts working his hips, making his thick cakes sexily roll. “His body is gone but his soul will live on as fat on my butt, forever.” 

Saying this makes his cheeks jiggle chaotically.

Nick darkly laughs as he caresses his enlarged bubble butt. “Easy there bud, it’s too late now.”

Gavin wakes up and crawls towards Nick’s bigger ass. “Please, Master Nick-”

Nick spreads his globes and grunts.

BBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLMMMMMMMDDDDDDD

Nick farts out a pair of keys. They land in front of Gavin.

“Go wait in the car. If I have use for you, I’ll come get you.” Nick coldly dismisses him.

Gavin looks pained, but he takes the keys and leaves.

I'm already hard again. What Nick just did was both hot and satisfying to witness.

Nick could never top this. 

“Are you sure about that, Trevor? Because you just made the naughty list.” Nick teleports us to the bedroom. I'm lying on my back, in the bed, with Nick standing above me. He's facing away from me with his feet planted on either side of my shoulders.

Nick brings his fat rump down, stopping when it's within a foot of my face.

“Oh Trev, how could you shoot without me? Looks like Daddy Nick has another naughty boy to punish.” Nick teases, before sitting down, sealing my face in between his Roger-feed cakes. 

An ominous gurgling comes from Nick’s guts. “Oh did you hear that, baby. That sure as hell isn’t Santa coming down my chimney. Krampus is gonna want to take notes on what I'm about to do to you… HGH”

RRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPP

A 15 second fart thunders out of Nick’s ass, vibrating his cheeks and my entire face. It stinks of digested meat and garlic; it has me gagging. 

“Haha, Trevor this is punishment, you shouldn't be enjoying this. I guess this means Daddy Nick needs to kick things up a notch.” Nick warns before he starts grunting and straining. 

FFFFFFFFFFVVVVVVVVVVVUUUUUUUUURRRRRRR

BBBBBBBBBDDDDDDDDDDHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTT

PPPPPPPPPWWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFFDDDDDDD

MMMMMMMMMLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAABBBBBBB

WWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM

Nick unleashes a hellish barrage of long, lethal farts, while seated on my face. The smell is inhuman. I don’t know how long I last, but I pass out again, smiling. 

LATER

I'm still in bed when I awaken. There’s no Nick but the room stinks of his butt fumes. I get up to go find him. As I walk around I notice that the entire place reeks of his farts, not just the bedroom. I'm already hardening.

I find Nick in the kitchen, looking through the fridge. He’s only in those red underwear, showing off his ample buns. 

It doesn’t seem like he’s noticed me yet, so I decide to sneak up and give his ass a little slap. 

When I’m closing in on him, a chair at the kitchen table slides out, by itself, and heads towards me. It bumps into the back of my knees making me fall and sit on it. With me on it, it slides forward, heading straight for Nick.

While still looking in the fridge, Nick widens his stance and arches his back. My face crashes straight into his pillowy backside.

“Baby, I’m made of Christmas magic, so I know when you're sleeping and when you're awake. You can never get the drop on me. But I'm about to drop this, on you… GGH”

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Nick rips a quack-sounding fart right in my face. It smells like rotten eggs, and has me coughing.

Out of instinct, I try to pull away. Nick grabs the back of my head, keeping my face in his ass.

“Not so fast Trev, this is what you get for trying to be slick… FGH”

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“Ah, Trevor, you were being very naughty. You deserve another nose-full of punishment… FGH”

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Nick sighs in relief before he starts rubbing his ass up and down, and left to right, all over my face, grinding his butt stink into my pores. 

Nick spins around and stands me up in front of him, smirking in accomplishment. He then pulls me into a steamy, open-mouthed kiss.

I hear a bubbling noise coming from Nick’s stomach. It then travels up his throat. As we continue to kiss, I feel his lips smirking. He grabs the back of my neck so I can’t get away.

BBBUUURRRPPP

Nick belches into my mouth as we kiss, inflating my cheeks. The noxious smell and taste assaults my senses. Nick pulls his mouth from mine, shooting me an impish grin. He then purses his lips before blowing the last of his residual gas up my nose.

“That was the hottest kiss I’ve ever had.”

“Good, because I'll be doing that to you a lot, but not nearly as much as this." Nick swivels his hips, pressing his ass against my side and farts.

No one’s ever been this good to me. Without thinking, I blurt out a truth I’ve come to realize in only a few short hours. “Nick, I love you.” I declare.

Nick beams at me. “I love you too, Trevor. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making your everyday happier than the last.”

This is insane. I’ve only known him for a few hours, but that doesn’t change how I feel.

Nick's smile turns mischievous letting me know he’s about to fart on me. “To show my love, I got you a very special Christmas gift.” As usual, Nick vanishes.

A heavy thud comes from behind me. I whirl around and gasp. A 30 foot tall Nick is on his hands and knees, facing away from me. He can barely fit in the cabin.

His caramel, SUV-sized globes dominate my entire view. His cheeks are parted, revealing his man-eating hole. His potent butt musk quickly spreads throughout the cabin.

Nick’s deep voice reverberates throughout the entire cabin. “Get on in there Trevor, and find your Christmas gift.” He orders.

Nick’s gigantic ass starts backing up. Even if I wanted to get away, which I don’t, I’m stuck with my back against the kitchen counter. 

My whole body is easily swallowed up by his chasm-like ass crack. I’m in complete darkness, held tightly in between his massive fleshy moons. Nick’s continuously flexing his cheeks, somehow making me sink in deeper. 

I finally feel my face pressing against his huge pucker that’s bigger than my head.

“I feel you found your Christmas gift. Trust me, It’s gonna take your breath away.” I both hear and feel Nick's words.

Nick’s hole opens wide and stretches forward, devouring my entire head. At first I’m scared that I'm about to follow Roger's fate, but Nick's pucker stops around my neck, making an impromptu collar. 

“Mmm, that’s it, love”

PPPPPPPPVVVVVVVVVAAAAAAAATTTTTTT

“Try and breath”

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“Keep on fighting”

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“It won’t do you any good”

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“My asshole owns you… NGH” 

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With my head sealed inside his hole, I’m bombarded by his grizzly farts, straight from the source. Each one, more intense than the last. The stench of sulfur and digested meat poisoning my lungs.

Suddenly his sphincter relaxes, letting me go. “What the hell do you want?” Nick sounds annoyed. 

At first I think he’s mad at me, but then I hear Gavin’s voice. I can’t see him with Giant Nick, and his beautiful behemoth-of-a-booty, in the way.

“I told you to wait in the damn car! It's only been a few hours!” Nick chastises him.

“I-I’m sorry Master but can you please hear me out? Please make me a part of your godly ass like Roger. I want your butt and farts to be my entire world. Please Master, let me make your ass even bigger.” Gavin begs.

The thought of the two people who hurt me, becoming part of Nick’s ass, forever, is pretty hot. Morbid but hot.

“Oh, it seems like my boo’s into it. So my answer is yes. Heh, and don’t worry fart-slut, I’ll give you what you want before I turn you into living ass fat.”

Giant Nick vanishes. I’m starting to get used to that. Gavin’s standing across from me, just outside the kitchen. He looks awful; like an addict going through withdrawal. 

Nick’s disembodied voice comes from all around the room. “You know, you should be more careful where you step, fart-slut”

We both look down at Gavin’s feet, just as the floor beneath him starts to ripple like water. A large, wrinkly, circular surface forms under Gavin’s feet. My eyes widen and I get hard, realizing it’s Nick’s giant asshole.

As soon as I make the connection- SCHLORP. Gavin’s feet are slurped into Nick’s hole.

The cabin fills with Nick’s dark laughter. “You’re in for a fast and smelly descent, fart-slut. You belong to Daddy Nick now, hehe” 

A powerful tug pulls several more inches of Gavin into Nick’s hole, and it is accompanied with a loud but short poot. This process repeats as more and more of Gavin is claimed by Nick’s hole .

PPFFTT, SCHLORP

RRWWBB, SCHLORP

MMMVVFF, SCHLORP

TTAAAMMM, SCHLORP

Gavin's in the way, but it doesn’t stop Nick’s fumes from poisoning the air around me. It stinks of raw sewage.

Gavin's eyes are closed and he looks to be in complete ecstasy as Nick’s hole claims him. I’m no better as I palm myself through my sweats, enraptured by the scene.

In under a minute, Gavin’s head is all that remains outside of Nick’s hole. 

Suddenly, a look of dread washes over Gavin’s face. “No! No Please! I don’t wanna be trapped in your ass forever! PLEASE!” Gavin cries out.

That outburst actually startles me. Nick must have set his mind back to normal. 

Gavin’s panicked eyes find mine. “Please! I’m sorry for sleeping with Roger. I’m sorry for everything. Just please make him stop!”

I shamelessly keep fondling myself, unmoved by his words. Gavin closes his eyes, looking completely defeated.

Nick cruelly laughs, “Hehe, welcome to the naughty list, Gavin. Be a good boy for once and sink into Daddy Nick’s toxic wonderland.” With that, Gavin’s entire head pops into Nick’s hole; Gavin is gone.

Nick’s giant pucker, that’s fused into the floor, twitches before…

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A geyser of butt fumes explodes out of his hole, making the entire cabin shake. Along with it, Gavin’s brown jacket is blasted out. The entire kitchen is enveloped in his eggy stench. It has me leaking and my eyes watering.

The floor ripples back to normal before Nick rises out of the ground. He’s not as big as before, but he's way above normal at 12 feet tall. 

Nick starts backing up, towards me. My face, on level with his butt. He stops when his butt’s within a foot of my face.

Nick’s fat, caramel ass grows again, ballooning right before my eyes. 

Nick pushes his ass out, bringing it even closer to my face. I hear Nick straining and muttering to himself. “Now you get over there… And you get over there… No, you’ve got no choice. All you are now is ass-padding for my boo to love on.”

Nick smirks down at me, over his shoulder. “Hey babe, check out my booty’s new tenants.”

Nick's ample mounds start to jiggle by themselves. I gasp as the indent of two faces presses out of each of his blubbery globes. Gavin is on the right and Roger is on the left. Their faces are etched with misery. It looks like they’re screaming but I can't hear them.

"That’s enough freedom for you two. Get back in there, ass-fat.” Nick lifts his cheeks in his hands, then releases them, letting them bounce for several seconds. Thanks to that action, their faces sink back into his ass. 

Nick leans forward and spreads his ass-boulders. “Damn baby, these naughty guys make me so gassy… UGH” 

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Nick rips a string of trumpeting farts in my face. I eagerly huff up his putrid vapors as I feel up his ass-slabs. 

Sadly, Nick’s ass leaves my face as he starts to shrink down to his normal height. I’m thinking the fun is over, but it’s not.

Not sure if it's by magic or if Nick’s just that fast, but I’m suddenly lying on my back on the kitchen floor. Nick gets on his knees, straddling my chest, with his ass eclipsing my face. Damn his butt’s definitely gotten bigger. In the beginning his cheeks were big as melons, then they were big as basketballs, and now they’re the size of beach balls.

Nick starts to seductively sway his hips, making his meaty globes bounce and clap against each other, from left to right. Nick continues to do this as he teases me. 

“Do you like what you see, baby? I bet you’re dying for me to sit on your face and smother you with my even fatter ass.” He gives his ass a smack making his blubbery moons jiggle.

“And this ass you love is only gonna get bigger. Anyone dumb enough to bother you is gonna get turned into more fat on my godly ass. I’m gonna make you watch and then I’m gonna sit on your face afterwards. You’re gonna feel how heavier my ass gets, everytime.”

WHAM!

Nick slams down his humongous rear, enveloping my face in between his bulbous cheeks. Nick grinds his sweaty hole all over my face, chuckling as I struggle beneath him. 

“Heh, merry Christmas, love. Let my godly ass and farts suffocate you.”

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Nick obliterates my nose with a seemingly endless parade of thunderous farts. The hellish stench overwhelms me, knocking me out again.

LATER

Ppsssshhh

A raunchy, familiar stench starts me awake. I’m sitting on the couch with Nick standing in front of me. He’s bent over at the waist with his cheeks spread. Nick grunts and my nose is met with another putrid sbd.

Nick sighs in relief. He reaches back and wafts the stench towards me. “Ah, eat your heart out, smelling salt.” Nick teases.

“Damn, your ass has gotten so much bigger.” I marvel at it.

“Haha, it sure has. And I got a feeling that my glorious booty will continue to grow.” He shakes his plump ass, showing off its gains.

“Oh, the first prisoners of my booty wanted to tell you something important.”

Nick grabs the back of my head, stuffs my face into his crack, and farts.

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Nick pulls my face back out, and smirks down at me, over his shoulder. 

“Man, that was amazing.” I state, dreamily.

Nick’s smirk broadens into a wolfish grin. “Oh yeah? What about this?” After saying this, of course he vanishes.

I yelp as the cabin starts to shake and cracks start to form on the upper walls. The roof is suddenly ripped off. I stare in awe at the 50 foot tall Nick, peering down at me, with a toothy grin. 

“I know you’ve been wanting me to fart on you as a giant again. Well buckle up Trevor, you've found yourself in the eye of a methane hurricane.”

Nick turns around, blocking out the entire sky with his mountainous, brown moons. 

I feel both excited and nervous as I watch his giant pucker, slowly open.

RRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT

A 30 second torrent of green-tinted gas, erupts out of his hole. It hits my entire body, pinning me on the couch. The stench of raw sewage and spice fills my lungs and sets them on fire. His fart has me crying and coughing, and I love it.  

Next thing I know, the cabin’s fixed and Nick and I are both dressed. He picks me up, bridal style, and heads for the door. “Let's go home, Trevor, and start the first day of the rest of our lives”

I don't know what I'm in store for when I leave this cabin, but I do know that with Nick by my side everything will be perfect. “Take us home, Nick.”

ONE YEAR LATER

Turns out, having a god-like lover makes life a whole lot better. I immediately move in with Nick, who lives in a mansion. He’s an insanely successful and wealthy investor. 

Nick’s so rich that I quit my job. But I’m pretty busy thanks to Nick who mostly works from home. He takes a lot of calls and has plenty of video meetings. During these, he uses my face as a fart cushion. It's my duty to muffle his farts and make sure he doesn't have to smell them. 

And whenever we’re not in the same room, every 15 minutes he will come and find me to fart on me. 

Nick’s ass has definitely gotten bigger over the past year. When we’re out and someone disrespects me, he'll lure them into a secluded area. Nick will return, alone, with an obviously fatter ass. And later that night, I’ll spend hours and hours beneath it. 

It’s been an entire year of bliss thanks to Nick. I'm grateful to my late father for teaching me to be a kind person. I continue to try and be a good man.

It's Christmas eve and I'm in the kitchen, on my phone, with my mom. I was just watching a Christmas movie with Nick on the couch.

I roll my eyes, "Yes mom, I'll be there tomorrow, with Nick. I'm starting to think you love him more than me."

My friends and family adore Nick.  

Speaking of, Nick steps into the kitchen doorway, completely naked, shooting me an impish grin. I quickly end the call with my mom and point at Nick, "No Nick, we're watching a movie."

Still grinning, Nick wordlessly turns around, showing off his dump-truck of an ass. It's so big now that it almost looks photoshopped.

I then notice something new. Three words are tattooed on his lower back, just above his ass.

'IN YOU GO'

Nick's bubble butt starts to suddenly grow, rapidly. It grows bigger by the second, swelling in all directions. Its growth is accompanied by what sounds like a balloon being filled with helium.

I see Nick grinning back at me for a few moments before the top of his hillside mounds blocks him from view. And it continues to grow.

It's like a caramel blob is overflowing the entire kitchen. The refrigerator, stove, and most of the floor is buried beneath his gelatinous, still-growing, fat globes.

I'm trapped in the corner, blocked off by an inescapable, ceiling-to-floor wall of ass fat.

"But Nick, the movie." I weakly try.

"Here's what happens babe: the leading man shoves his love interest into his fat ass, and farts on her all through Christmas eve, haha. Why watch it when you can live it."

Nick's ass grows a sizable amount more, in an instant, pinning me in between his valley-like ass crack and the wall. Through the thousands of pounds of ass meat, I can hear Nick grunting and straining.

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[orbtricity]

“Listen fag, the only reason your not currently pinned under my gigantic ass, inhaling farts created by your digested friend, is because i want you to see the powerful ass that is your new life. Take a good look. Go ahead, feel my powerful cheeks, take a whiff. You love to serve it now, so get used to my farts and constant sitting on your pathetic face.” PPPRRFFTTP

[writinggross]

The Appropriate Punishment (Commission) (SCAT)

(Contains: M/M, face-sitting, face-farting, mouth-farting, bad hygiene, non-consent, ambiguous kingdom-type setting.) 

The King glares down from his throne, rightfully—righteously—pissed. The young man at the bottom of the stairs—hands cuffed behind his back and a guard gripping him by his shoulders, keeping him on his knees—glares back. He’s obviously trying to project an air of defiance, but it doesn’t work. The King can see the way he trembles. Fear. Good. The young man should be afraid, as should anyone who dares harm his son.

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