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[gordosami]

[majorbombsinyourface]

This wasn’t how your night out was supposed to end.

Earlier that morning, you got a call from your buddy asking you if you wanted to go out to the new gay bar that had just opened up in Midtown. You agreed, and were excited to find some dumb drunk to fuck you. Ever since you cheated on your ex-boyfriend, you’d been on a bit of a bender. Every few nights, you’d go out and pick up some hot guy. Didn’t matter what kind. Jocks, bears, twinks, daddies. You let all of them plow your hole and send them off moments after finishing. Tonight would be no different… or so you thought.

The bar was pretty busy - lots of guys checking out the new spot. After an hour of dancing with your friend and some cute baseball player you had your eyes on, you saw your ex-boyfriend, Dirk, and his best friend, Ben. “Fuck, he’s here.”

Your friend was multiple shots in and couldn’t be bothered. You rolled your eyes and kept flirting with the baseball player, who told you his name was Frank. The two of you made out on the dance floor as Dirk walked by, grinning. ‘What a creep’ you thought.

You chugged the drink Frank had handed you, and you immediately started feeling strange. He quirked his eyebrow as your vision started blurring. “What was this?” He shrugged and said “just a vodka soda. You a lightweight, honeybear?” You could hear him chuckle as your vision went dark and you could feel yourself being led away from the bar.

‘Honeybear?’ you thought. That’s what… Dirk called me…” Panic began to set in as you slowly realized Frank had been the one to come up to you and encourage your friend to get hammered. He had to have been one of Dirk’s buddies from college. This was planned. Your mind started to slip into an almost numb state as all you could think about was how stupid you were.

You slowly began to regain your faculties in a very familiar bedroom. Dirk’s. “What… what’s going on?” You we’re on your knees and felt too weak to move.

The three men - Dirk, Ben, and Frank walked into your field of vision, pantsless. You looked up at them, confused, and saw three shit-eating grins staring back at you.

“Glad you and Frank got along so well, honeybear,” said Dirk, laughing. He slapped Frank’s ass. “I knew he was your type.”

“Dirk. What’s going on? Why am I here?”

Ben grabbed your face, roughly. “You cheated on him, you slut. You thought we were just gonna let you get away with that? Humiliating our boy?”

“Are you serious? Get over it, that was months ago.”

Frank laughed. “Yeah, together for three years and you decide to let some dumb gym bunny rail you out. In my bed. You think that’s just something I forgive?” He shook his head, smiling. “Nah.”

Frank turns around, revealing his smooth muscular bubble ass. “You wanted me to fuck you so bad. It was almost pathetic. Too bad I’m a bottom, and fuck my ass wants played with.”

“Okay? Go get fucked, then,”you say, spitefully.

Dirk laughs, and both he and Ben turn around. You’d never seen Ben’s ass before but it was hairy, and you were disgusted at the sight.

“Alright,” started Dirk. “You wanted to be a gross little slut, well, we have something gross for you. You ready, boys?” The other two nodded.

You panic as they step back towards you, their asses inches from your face. “Wait, what are you doing?!”

Without warning, Dirk grabs the back of your head and pulls you into his waiting ass. The smell immediately overwhelms you. You knew he was usually musky but this was unbearable. “Fuck you!!” you screamed, unable to comprehend what was going on.

That’s when it happened. PPPPPRRRRRBBBBBBTTTTT

“Ahhhhh smell that shit, honeybear.”

You tried to buck back but Frank and Ben held you in place. You inhaled his rancid fart stink and coughed, your lungs burning. Your ex-boyfriend’s ass jiggled as he laughed. “Milk always gets me!”

Your eyes were watering but you could see Ben in your peripheral vision, bending down and putting his hands on his knees, ass pointed at you. “I got one brewing, shove him in.”

“No wait please MMMMMPPPHHHHH!” Your face was ripped out of Dirk’s unbearably stinky ass into Ben’s hairy canyon, smelling the stench of Ben not showering for days.

“Ohhh fuck here it comes.”

PPPLLLLLLLBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLL

You screamed in actual agony, the stench of his fart was the worst thing you’d ever experienced. You could feel your head getting dizzy as you felt Ben’s asshole pucker against your nose. “This is gonna be a long night for you.”

You let out a little sob as all three asses converted into your face, blasting you with the heinous gas of three sadistic jocks.

Hours later, you were tied to Dirk’s bed, drenched in sweat, feeling utterly defeated and humiliated, as Dirk and his buddies posted the video online. You heard Ben laughing. “Fuck, Twitter is gonna love this. Make sure you tag him so everyone can see.”

Dirk stood and looked over at you. He gripped his lower gut and moaned. “Hey guys, grab him and bring him into the bathroom. I think it’s time for a shitty sequel.”

[bulkseason]

https://youtu.be/o2_eUrLjzzo

[bulkseason]

https://youtu.be/tADSR_QcO3A

Thanks to @i-gpm for the find!

[writinggross]

The Truck-Driver’s Chair

[Contains: M/M, Face-farting, mild scat, urine-drinking, rape.]

When Danny gets home from school, he finds his parents conversing with a stranger at the kitchen table. He’s a fat man in a faded red t-shirt with large sweat stains under the armpits. His eyes rake over Danny’s body in a predatory way that sets his nerves on edge. He recognises the man, vaguely, as someone who does deliveries for his father’s company. This information does nothing to calm him when he spots his mother’s unusually pale face and his father’s nervous, borderline guilty smile.

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[writinggross]

Sadistic Bully and His Kinky New Friend (Sequel)

[Contains: M/M, Foot worship, farting, face-farting, rimming, urine-drinking. Questionable consent.]

It’s been a full week now since what I dubbed The Locker Room Revelation. Julian has been… subdued. He and his friends still throw insults at me in the halls, and I keep finding dirty socks in my bookbag, but they haven’t been within arms-length of me otherwise. I don’t know how to feel about this. It doesn’t seem like they told anyone what happened, which is good, and other people pick on me less when they don’t have those three idiots to copy. Yet, I’m not happy. I don’t have any friends or a whole lot of hobbies—the most exciting thing in my life was getting off on Julian’s harassment and hoping he wouldn’t realise and murder me.

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[writinggross]

His Fathers’ Seat (commission)

(Contains: M/M, crushing, obese characters, farting, face-farting, suffocation, torture (via crushing and farts), incest.) 

Chris kneels by the door. His fathers—Jason and Daryl—will be home any minute now, and they like him to be ready. After a long day at work, they don’t want to have to call out and then wait for him. If they have to do that, things will be a lot worse. He already has enough aches and bruises. He doesn’t want to think about ‘worse’.

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[burlybulls-deactivated20230618]

[rotguttheclown-deactivated20250]

Since your dad had totally taken control over you, he didn't bother with his hygiene anymore, much less wearing clothes around the house. You weren't in any position to argue with him. He loved taking advantage of it too, giving you commands like "Hey sport, care to give dad a foot rub?" Or "How about you sniff your old man's ripe pits for a while?". Even though you tried to fight back, inevitably you'd be near him, huffing his awful stench as he chuckled. The worst part was him making you clean his ass with your tongue after he was finished taking a dump, and naturally he'd always find time to fart in your face as you did so. What was worse was, you were actually starting to enjoy it.

[burpguys-deactivated20231230]

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[bulkseason]

https://youtu.be/DNj6XYtWyDI

[phat-fellas]

[maxx114]

                                oh mercy…    help me Lord

[fartfinder]

THE BILLION DOLLAR FARTER. You were sat across this man at the airport. He was with a group of friends and you guessed they were college jocks going back home. The man’s thick juicy thighs were all you could see. And all you could smell was a sweaty , musky crotch and when he stood up you could see brown skids on his shorts. You eyed him as he took a heaping scoop of his baked bean bowl and let rip a monster fart right in the airline gate. Many heads turned but his boys were laughing so hard. One of them shouted and said “how you doin over there pipsqueak, how’s the smell hahaha”. You were so embarrassed. Getting practically farted on at the airport. You and the group of boys started boarding and you noticed you would be in first class with them as well. As you walked through the narrow gate the guy who farted on you earlier was right in front of you. You were practically touching. All you could see was his ripped back and a huge bubble butt. He quickly dropped something and bent down to pick it up. As he did he arched his ass out and ripped a giant fart. FFFFLLLLRRRRRRRPPPPPBBBB. The sound echos through the tube. Luckily no one else was in there. “Good one Kevin” one of the guys shouted”. When you finally got to your seat you felt relived knowing you wouldn’t have sit next to the farting frat boys. That was until Kevin sat in the window seat in your row. You’re jaw dropped. “Hope you don’t mind me sitting here bro, I promise I won’t fart anymore”. You sighed and took your seat. As you started your takeoff the flight staff came around asking for drink orders Kevin rudely asked them for a bottle of Don Perigon. You were stunned that these washed up jocks could afford first class and expensive alcohol. When the drinks came around they offered you some, of course you couldn’t say no. A few drinks later you were feeling pretty tipsy. Going from Washington State to New York City was gonna be a long flight and you were hyped to be drunk during it. Kevin abruptly let out a massive belch and started to get out of his seat. He didn’t even tell you what he was doing, he got up and walked right in front of you rubbing his ass all over your face and ripped a big fart. He ran jnto the bathroom and slammed the door. He was in there for a good 10 minutes. Then when he opened the door the most putrid smell rushed through the plane. It was a mix of rotted eggs and sewage. Kevin walked towards your seat, but this time he pushed his ass directly on your face, you could feel how big and sifts his cheeks were. You almost enjoyed yourself until you smelled it. It was a nasty post dump fart and you smelled everything. He trapped you there for a good 20 seconds. “How’s it smell punk”. All you could do was mumble. He and the guys were all laughing, Kevin finally sat down and you gave him the dirtiest look you could come up with. “You said you wouldn’t fart, what the fuck was that”. “Come on bro it’s just a joke, you’ll get used to it”. That phrase haunted you. Why would you need to get used to it? You were sure he was referring to the remainder of the flight. Things only got weirder. You didn’t know how you never noticed before but there was no one else in first class, usually there’s a few but never none. As you finally started the decent. All three guys grunted and blasted out a mega fart. The smell was so foul you nearly passed out. The guys busted in a huge frenzy of laughter, they started to give you noogies and wet willies and slap you around on the cheeks. You were fuming mad. Although you kinda like it you couldn’t let them find out. Throughout the rest of the decent it was complete silence. They finally left you alone and they weren’t gonna bother you ever again. As the plane landed you all started to get off the plane and head to the cab pick up. All three guys went in a fancy car down the road a bit and you got in your taxi. You told the driver to take you to the Plaza Hotel. Price wasn’t really an issue since you got that promotion at the marketing agency. You were so excited to be living in the city full time working from home.

That’s what you thought at least……. Pt 2 coming soon

[fartfinder]

UNCLE BILLS FART SLAVE PT 1

You were stressing all day about going over to your uncles house, today was farting football today and Your uncle bill texted you to bring your A game, or else. You never wanted to disappoint him, so the day before you stuffed yourself with chipotle, McDonald’s, tons of dairy and coffee and eggs, all to make sure you were gassy the next day. The next day you started driving over. You could feel all the gas trying to expel from your asshole, but you sucked it in. You didn’t want your uncle to miss a fart from you. You pulled up to his house and walked into the door. He welcomed you in with a big grin. You walked into the kitchen and saw the three crockpots of chilli on the counter. You were shocked. Normally he only made one batch. He told you that he was upping the fuel to really make sure the farts were flying. He ordered you to get a bowl and eat. You walked over to the drawer to bend down and your uncle slapped you on the ass and held his hand there for a bit. “You better eat up tonight bud or your in trouble”. He let you go fill up your bowl and he quickly joined you. As he walked over to the table you saw his fat body thumping over in nothing but his dirty underwear. You could see a very visible pre cum stain on the front. You and bill started eating the beans and then the game came on. You tried to get up and grab a glass of milk and your uncle quickly got up and and shoved you back into your seat. “Where do you think you’re goin”. “It’s too spicy I need some milk” you said. “Stop being a fucking pussy and eat the damn beans”. You obeyed. You started shoveling beans on your mouth. You’re uncle ripped a giant went fart that immediately hit your nostrils. “How’d you like that disgusting fart pussy hahaha” he said. This was the first time he had ever been mean to you. You looked over as he ripped his humongous bowl of beans down his throat. He kept gulping and gulping until there was nothing left. He grabbed his beer and chugged that too. Finally he let out a giant belch and finished it off with another long wet spattering fart. You weren’t sure what was happening usually you guys eat together and have a good time then see who could fart the most. But this time Bill was torturing you with his farts and was slowly turning you into his bitch. He ordered you to grab another bowl and sit down on the couch. You guys had been sitting down for about 30 minutes then you saw bill recline his chair and lean his ass to the side. You were greeted with his dirty unwashed underwear. “You hear that bud”? BBBBBLLLLLLRRRRPPPPP. The fart blew right in your face. The next thing you knew you were waking up on Bills couch and you noticed the sun was rising. Was it morning you thought? What happened last night? You were so woozy but all you could feel was gas churning through your system, and your gut was super full. You opened up your eyes to see a giant shadow in your view. It was Bills ass. You could see his giant, fat stature hovering above you. Sweat covering his tanned fat rolls. You could see l glimpses of his ass. It was bulging out of his dirty, stained tighty whities. Things got dark. Bills ass was smothering your face. Everything got super wet. BBBBLLLLRRRRPPPP!!! You thought to yourself how you got in this position. Your uncle let you pass out at his place then he assaulted you with farts in the morning. “How’s it smell down there buddy”? Bill asked. “Man those beans got me farting so bad I decided to let you stay here to get the full effect”. You started to squirm around and try to get out. “Not so fast Ant” (short for Anthony). “I got one more for ya”! He was so happy about turning you into a fart slave it almost freaked you out. You did notice that your uncle was a pretty dominant man. Whenever you would work outside together he would often grab your ass our put his ass in your face. What really got you going was when he would piss outside or leave the door open when taking a dump. You started to realize that you could get used to your uncle bullying you like this.

[maxx114]

                                        practice makes perfect

[king-joaquin]

[recklesscloudz-deactivated20230]

Reblog and you’ll find money soon!

[nudiemuse]

Yes.

Also weird I reblobbed the other money one last night and a freelance check I invoiced for a month ago came in.

[timaeustestifieds]

reblobbed

[justthefangirl]

seriously have nothing to lose

[sherlysthougths]

Did it once might as well let it stack. At least I’m not buying loto tickets

[imsuchacapricorn]

You guys, I reblogged this 2 days ago out of desperation. Today I was looking through my old wallet for coins to go to the vending machine because that’s all I can fucking afford. I haven’t touched this thing since July/ August. When I found a disappointing 15 cents in the coin pocket I went to the billfold to see if any coins were in there. That’s when I saw them. 5 crisp bills amounting to $22. I literally screamed and danced around my room out of joy before remembering that I’d reblogged this post.

Tl;dr - This post is fucking magical and actually worked for me.

[sxvsxde-blog]

I’m broke as fuck. Money gods pls send me like 100k.

[muscovado-sugar]

I never reblog these, let’s give it a shot. BIG MONEY, BIG MONEY

[niuniente]

I reblogged this last week and withing an hour I got a client after a month of silence! Literally gave me money to eat for the rest of the month.

[doveclove]

Crazy enough but my mom randomly gave me 200 dollars after I reblogged one of these the other day…

[districtdollface-deactivated201]

Amen

[deenadolly-deactivated20150921]

Reblobbed.

[breelandwalker]

I have a theory that these posts actually gather energy from the wishes of people who reblog them and that’s why they work. Plus, yanno, they get passed around by witches…a lot. :)

[lux-obscura]

Financials are getting a little rocky here (new job was a pay cut and was supposed to be an hours increase but ended up being more of a cut/lateral move) and I’m still trying to figure out how to downgrade my spending (seriously how can I cancel some of my cable services and end up paying MORE than before fucking packages fucking Verizon…) so in the meantime I could really go for a cash infusion until I get myself sorted.

[lux-obscura]

Ok this is such a ridiculous coincidence but I JUST reblogged this this morning and between then and now my tax refund hit my account 3 days early. Draw your own conclusions.

[complexsugar-deactivated2016101]

Forever reblogging lol

[complexsugar-deactivated2016101]

Trying to go home rich, 3 more days!!!

[nilla-wafer42-blog]

No joke, I reblogged and less than 3 hours later, without asking, daddy transferred $500 into my account and I got a $1500 check.

[saint-ripper]

I reblogged this and made double what I normally make on a friday at work. It works!!

[phatttjwls]

Why TF not

[strongwood1804]

Aw wat the hell

[fartfinder]

Yolo

[bulkseason]

https://youtu.be/dBmv75qPj6E

[alphabelly-deactivated20230801]

Happy Valentines Day 💑🌹💘

@fattyzadddy thinks he's going to stay a semi-chub, cute jock forever. I'm going to force feed him in to becoming a 275 pound wrecking ball like me 😘😈

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