Mini Fetish Stories

Yo! So I made this blog so some of my peeps can request some stories and fan art on fetishes. I'll try any but I'll mostly be posting stories on inflation, farting, stuffing, abdl and belly play. Check out my main blog, screamqueen666. Love you all my little fartlings ❤️

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An Unsuspecting Prize

It was another normal day. Normal morning, normal day at work, normal afternoon, normal everything. Jacob sighs as he relaxes in his living room, watching a football game as he sips on a cold beer. He lets out a sigh as he readjusts himself on the couch, the sound of soft cheering coming from the TV. As Jacob groans and sits up on the couch, a sudden loud "BANG!" is heard from his bedroom.

Jacob: Huh? What the hell?

He stands up and walks over to his bedroom, a low rumbling coming from behind the door. Jacob swung the door open, expecting something to be knocked over or the window open but was shocked when he saw nothing. All he could hear was the low drony rumbling coming from his closet. He looks over at it and slowly paces towards it, worried about what could be making such a ruckus. As he moves in closer, the rumbling gets louder, even making the floor vibrate a little. He stops and takes a deep breath, ready to face whatever is hiding away. Jacob swings open the closet door, only to find a large, bright green light, almost looking like a portal.

Jacob: What the-?

Before he can finish his sentence, Jacob is sucked into the portal, the closet door closing behind him. After a little while of being spun and twisted around inside the portal, Jacob is dropped into a large chair surrounded by a long velvet curtain. Jacob breathes heavily as the curtain opens, revealing a massive crowd of people and a long table of five Amazonian-sized women with massive platters of food in front of them. Jacob looks over to see an announcer gesturing to the scared human sitting on the throne.

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, meet our prize! One of these lucky women will win this handsome man to take home with them!

The crowd cheers and applauds as Jacob's eyes widen and he looks over at the five women seated on the stage. As he tries to stand up and try to run away, two burly guards stop him and keep him seated in the chair.

Announcer: Alright folks, let's get this competition started! Are you ready?! Three! Two! One! Eat!!

The crowd goes wild as a loud air horn goes off, the five large women start digging into their heaving platters of food as Jacob watches in utter shock and awe. The crowd chants the girls' names as they shovel in mouthfuls after mouthfuls of food, all of them giving it their all to win their prize. Jacob couldn't help but look on, feeling a little nervous as he saw how quickly the plates of food were disappearing. As the contest continues, one of the pulls slams her hand on the table, tapping out and sitting back in her seat, her stomach bulging out from how full she was.

Announcer: Taliah has tapped out! The competition is heating up!

Some of the crowd jeered and booed as they watched her sit back, while other members of the crowd cheered on their favourite woman. Not long after the first girl drops, a second girl taps out, letting out a deep belch as she rubs her bloated stomach. More cheering bursts from the crowd as Jacob watches on, still in utter shock at the situation. Then another girl taps out, leaving only two girls still eating, their stomachs becoming more bloated with each mouthful of food.

Jacob: This is insane...I have to be dreaming.

Jacob shivers as he watches on, starting to get worried about what will happen to him once he is given to the winner. Loud, violent gurgles could be heard from the two remaining competitors' guts, signalling they were both very close to throwing in the towel. After a few more minutes, one of the two girls taps on the table as the final girl standing finishes her plate, gulping down her last few mouthfuls before standing up from the table. Loud waves of applause burst from the crowd as she stood up, walking over to the announcer.

Announcer: There you have it, folks! Everyone give us a big round of applause for our champion, Isabella!

Jacob looks over as Isabella stands by the announcer, a desperate look on her face. The guards move out of the way and allow Jacob to stand up out of the throne, standing next to the announcer. As she stands there, a deep, unhealthy gurgle rumbles from her stomach, and the girl starts to sweat a little and tap her foot. Jacob gets a chill down his spine as the announcer gestures for him to walk over to the winner.

Announcer: Here you are, my dear. Enjoy your-

Isabella: Thanks!

Before the announcer could finish his sentence, Isabella thanked the judge and grabbed Jacob's arm and started rushing off with him, the crowd and other contestants letting out a few soft gasps and murmurs. Jacob stumbles and stammers over her words as the Amazonian woman pants and bites her lip, more nasty grumbling coming from her stomach. As they continue to rush away from the main stage, Isabella spots an old restroom, pulling the small man inside with her. She rests him against the wall and shivers as she clutches her stomach, more deep gurgles coming from it before a sudden, sweaty fart slips out of her ass. She looks down at Jacob with a worried expression.

Isabella: I'm so terribly sorry for this!

Isabella spins around and drops her pants, plopping her large ass on top of Jacob's face, catching his mouth open as he tries to protest against what was going to happen. Isabella sighs softly as she starts letting out long, echoing farts down the small human's throat, causing him to squirm and try to escape from under her large, jiggly ass. Jacob lets out muffled screams and groans of protest, not being strong enough to lift Isabella off of him as she continues to blast him with her nasty gas. That's when it happened...

Isabella: Ngh, I'm so sorry!! I can't hold off anymore!

Jacob looks up as the champion grunts, blasting a 15-second long shart down his throat, causing him to gag and squirm more. Isabella grunts and whimpers as she keeps pushing, starting to let out more gross sharts followed by an explosion of shit blasting into the mouth of her prize human. Jacob gags and lets out more muffled gulps as he's forced to swallow down the large amounts of waste leaving her asshole. She pants and whimpers a little as she rubs her stomach.

Isabella: Oh my, I knew I was overdoing it with that last bit of food.Ngh! I'm really sorry we had to meet on these terms, I was worried I was about to shit myself on that stage if I didn't take off with you when I did. Oh man, my stomach is killing me!

Isabella groans and bites her lip as she continues to unload her shit down Jacob's mouth. As she keeps pushing, more gross wet farts blast from her hole along with a river of slimy, stinky shit. At this point, Jacob had gone limp and stopped fighting it at this point, doing his best to gulp down every last drop of her shit. Isabella gasps softly as she lets out a final, wet, scuttery fart as she finishes her smelly onslaught on poor Jacob. She sighs and gently rubs her ass against his face, blushing slightly as she catches her breath.

Isabella: Phew, that feels so much better. My stomach is nice and empty again, heh. Um, since you belong to me now, I hope you don't mind cleaning my ass up, I don't want to smell like the load I just unleashed into your mouth. Make you lick my hole nice and deep, I want my ass to be squeaky clean.

Without any resistance, Jacob sticks his tongue out, swirling it around and over the woman's asshole, causing her to shiver in pleasure from the feeling of his warm wet tongue. Jacob lets out a droning groan as he cleans Isabella's shitty hole, her soft sighs and giggles being heard above him. As she stands up, Jacob rises with her, his face getting glued in between her cheeks and getting trapped in her big, soft, jiggly asscheeks. She bites her lip as she lets out a few small, juicy farts against her cleaner's tongue, starting to leave the restroom building. She had won the contest and earned herself the perfect ass worshipper and human toilet.

Jacob was stuck in his new life, living out the rest of his days as a servant to Isabella's large ass and all the waste she fed him and was destined to be her ass cloth and cleaner forever.

~~~~~ This story was commissioned by shrunken1ninja

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Helen's Stink-N-Suck

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, Helen relaxing on a recliner and enjoying the feeling of the sun that was shining through the window. She had the house to herself and was enjoying some well-needed "me time". Helen slumps back in her chair, looking up at the ceiling.

"Finally, I get the place to myself. Bob's out and the kids are at school. This is nice," Helen says to herself as she slumps down a little lower in her chair. She sighs quietly, her stomach rumbling loud, breaking the peacefulness of the room. Helen looks down, confused by the sudden outburst, more deep growling gurgles emerging from her gut. As she readjusts herself in the chair, a thunderous, bassy fart erupts from under her, the space around her filling with her rank air. Helen groans in disgust and covers her nose as another rumbling blast escapes her ass, the chair vibrating underneath her from the sheer force.

"Jeez, these stink! Thank goodness no one's home," Helen mutters to herself, a slight blush crossing her face as more deep bassy farts rumble into the seat, the air smelling heavily of sour milk and rotten eggs. The heroine lifts her big rear from the chair, trying her best to alleviate some of her stomach pain while also trying to escape the smelly prison she was starting to trap herself in. As her butt rises, a string of loud and putrid farts are let loose, starting off airy but ending very bubbly. She was surprised she hadn't messed her panties from the sheer nastiness of the bubbles. Helen winces as her stomach groans loudly, more rancid farts blasting out of her ass like crazy. Her asshole felt like it was on fire as eggy farts exploded out of her, thick clouds of stench engulfing the chair. As she looks up, she gags and covers her nose, seeing that her living room was filling up with thick, green smog, the air thick with the rotten scent of her farts. Helen wasn't even pushing her gas out at this point, it was blasting out of her ass at a rapid speed.

Helen stands up, eggy bubblers rippling out from between her cheeks as she walks over towards the wall, flicking the switch for the ceiling fan, a wet, bassy toot slipping out with every step, more green fart smog following her. As the blades start to spin, they started to spread the bright green fog around the room, Helen's face lighting up a little. Her happy moment is cut short however as her butt releases an onslaught of noxious meaty farts rumble from her rear, the back of her tight jeans heating up from each fart that she lets rip. The room quickly refills with green clouds of gas, the fan seeming useless against the hero's ass blasts. Helen lightly sniffs at the air and coughs hard, the smell of spoiled meat heating up her nostrils and filling her lungs. She wraps her arms around her stomach and winces in discomfort as her ass roars loudly.

"Ugh, it's so stinky! Alright, ngh, this is gone on for much longer than it should. If I don't air out the room soon, the whole house is going to smell like my ass…" Helen huffs as she stands up straight, another bassy fart slipping out. "Time to activate my big booty vacuum!" The elastic hero takes off her pants and panties, leaving her butt starts stretching herself out, moving her ass away from her, the only thing that was keeping her upper half connected to her stinky rear end was a long, thin, fleshy hose-like tube made by her colon. The gassy hero grabs her butt, as if it were a piece of furniture she was moving and grunts loudly, a deep sucking noise coming from her near-disembodied dump truck of an ass as she lifts it up into the air. As she grunts, her butt starts sucking all of the stinky green smog that fogged up the living room, her butt gulping down her farts hungrily as it sucks all its own rancid air back in. Helen slowly moves around as she rids the room of her smell, some of the fart clouds being so thick that they bulged out her colon, the hero wincing a little as she keeps sucking in her stench.

"Whatever I ate to get gassy like that, I really need to steer clear of, at least my butt vacuum is sucking up all these gas clouds," Helen says as she watches large round bumps of her gas make their way through the hose, the green hue in the room starting to fade away. As Helen grunts harshly as her butt gulps down the last of her fart clouds, one final big bulge makes its way through the fleshy hose and back into her body. The living room was clear again, not even a hint of green was left behind. Helen took a long, deep inhale and exhales happily, pleased that even the smell of her previous toxic farts wasn't lingering in the air anymore. She chuckles cheerfully as she rests one hand on her hip, the other still holding up her booty.

"Phew, finally. It's as if I never even started farting up the place. You did it Helen, a job well done." She looks around the living and spots her pants still resting on the floor where she left them. "Oh, yeah, I should probably put these bad boys back on before everyone gets home," Helen chuckles as she starts making her way over to her clothes when she feels some small vibrations. She looks down at her hands to see her butt shake around, a deep rumbling noise coming from deep inside her anus. Her eyebrows rise in confusion as she stretches her neck over, moving her head in close to her still-naked butt. "What is going on? Is there some gas stuck in there?" As the hero moves her head in closer to her gaping anus, a loud sucking noise erupts from it, catching her off guard as she begins to feel her face pull and stretch as the suction from her ass pulls her in.

She struggles and tries her best to pull away from her own behind, the suction becoming stronger with each passing second, her face stretching as if she was a character from a 2D cartoon. Helen's head gets sucked inside of her gaping anus as her body twists and contorts, stretching as she gets sucked inside of her own butt. With one final loud "POOF", the hero's stomach implodes on itself as her entire body is sucked into itself, leaving behind no trace of her, except for her pants and underwear resting where she had left them.

~~~~ This is a story commission forEvbro55

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STORY TIME - A Rancid Cleanout

Subrina whimpers softly as she walks down the stairs, being summoned by her master. With each step she takes, her butt jiggles and her boobs sway in smooth motions, the kitchen edging closer with each step. Subrina hears her master chuckle as she reaches the kitchen and walks towards him, looking up with an innocent expression. He gently caresses her chin and gives her a light smile, looking her up and down. She was wearing a cute lingerie strap set, her assets out and on display for her master.

"There's my gorgeous little slave, how are you?" he says as Subrina nods slightly, a light blush crossing her face. "Oh, I see you're wearing the little present I left in your room. I'm glad you like it, my darling~ Well, I hope my baby girl is hungry because I've got a special task for you. See, I'm my fridge is a mess and I need my obedient little slave to clean it all out for me, can you do that?" Subrina nods slowly before her master reaches down and grabs her ass, squeezing her thick, round cheeks and gently massaging them as Subrina gasps softly and moans softly from the feeling of his strong hands. He lets go and moves out of the way as Subrina starts walking towards to fridge, her master giving her one last encouraging smack on the ass before sitting down at the kitchen table. She gasps and looks back at him with a cranky scowl, turning back around and walking towards the fridge. Subrina reaches for the fridge door and slowly pulls it open slowly, a strong, foul stench hitting her in the face.

"Oh jeez, what is that awful smell?" Subrina groans as she swings the door open more, the smell screwing with her senses. Subrina gags a little as she sees a stacked amount of rotten food piled up in the fridge. Old leftovers, spoiled milk and nasty, rotten cheese. A thick stench fills Subrina's nose as her master snickers at the girl's disgust.

"Well my darling, since I've been away for so long, everything in my fridge has gone off. So I need my special girl to help clean it out." Subrina sighs a small breath of relief as she looks over to her master.

"Well, at least it's only cleaning."

"Oh no, my dear. You're going to be eating everything in my fridge. I'll come back and check on you in a little while to see where you're up to, and if my fridge isn't completely cleaned out of nasty food, then you'll be getting punished," Master chuckles as he leaves the kitchen, leaving the poor and worried Subrina. She looks back over to the fridge and gulps as he grabs a large carton of milk, almost gagging from the smell alone.

"Ugh, this is s gross, but it'll be beat getting punished…" The blonde girl whimpers as the opens the drink, shivering a little before starting to chug the milk, loud gulping coming from her as she drinks it down. Thankfully, it doesn't take her too long to finish the carton, dropping it to the floor and groaning as she lets out a deep, guttural belch. She groans and looks back over to the fridge and grabs some of the old cheese, plugging her nose for a moment as she starts biting huge chunks into the soft block of cheddar. She whimpers softly as she swallows each mouthful of slimy, stinky cheese, deep gurgles emerging from her stomach. Subrina looks down and blushed, hearing the commotion her stomach was making, reaching down and gently massaging her stomach.

"Oh man, my tummy really isn't liking this stuff." Subrina whimpers and sighs, reaching into the fridge again, grabbing more old and nasty food, chomping and gulping down all of it as quickly as she could so she didn't have to savour the taste. With each mouthful of food, Subrina's stomach gurgles and rumbles angrily, slowly getting noisier and more bloated as she continues to eat the rotten food. She pulls another carton from the fridge, this time filled with orange juice. She groans before taking off the lid and gulping it down. Subrina pulls the carton away from her lips, letting out a deep belch as her gut roars loudly. She grunts and leans forward, letting out a deep, bassy fart. She gasps and sniffs the air, coughing and groaning as she plugs her nose. As Subrina fans the air around her, another deep, bubbly fart rumbles out of her ass, the kitchen filling more with her nasty stench. "Ugh, these are really starting to smell. I just need to eat a little more and this will all be over." Subrina puts on a brave face and reaches back into the fridge, grabbing at the last few pieces of old, nasty food, chomping it down and doing her best to ignore the loud gurgling coming from her stomach. With each bite, her stomach expands and rumbles with an oncoming explosion that was building up inside.

Subrina grabs one final drink and chugs it down, the sound of her master's footsteps approaching the kitchen startles her. He chuckles as he looks over at her, smirking at the sight of his cute blonde slave with a bulging stomach that is rumbling like mad while she finishes off her drink and lets out a long, deep belch. "Well well, you've cleaned all that food out already? You're such a good girl~" Her master chuckles as he moves in closer, fanning the air around him. "Man, you've been a stinky girl, haven't you? Well, I must say I'm quite impressed with your work. Mmm, you can relax now, my dear~" Subrina sighs softly and goes to move, her gut violently growls. She whimpers softly as deep, nasty, bubbly farts start blasting out of her ass. She grunts and rubs her bloated stomach as more rancid farts ripple out of her ass, trying her best to not breathe in too much of her own stink. Another rumble is heard before Subrina lets out a few loud burps, letting out raunchy gas from both ends. Her master stands back and chuckles at the sight in front of him, covering his nose a little as the kitchen is filled with toxic gas. "Shit, you really are gassy, huh?"

A few small, final wet farts slip out of Subrina's ass as she pants and looks up at her master, her face flushed a deep red as she massages her tummy. "Mmm, why don't you get yourself cleaned up darling, and I'll give you a special reward~" Her master smirks as he watches his gassy darling struggle to stand up, more raunchy, wet farts escaping her asshole as she carefully starts making her way towards the bathroom, panting and whimpering softly as she does her best to keep holding in the rest of her gas.

~~~~ This story was commissioned by Raigekink

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Assistant to the Gassy Heroes (Part 3)

FETISH WARNING! (Farting, Implied Scat)

Joseph and Caesar sit down at the dinner table, waiting to fill their stomachs with the delicious food. Caesar's nose scrunches up as he looks over to Joseph.

Caesar: Ugh, so reek! Did you not bathe yourself before coming to dinner?

Joseph: What are you, my Granny Erina? Besides, I was a bit busy.

Caesar rolls his eyes as Annabelle walks in, giving them both a light smile. She had taken some time to clean up before coming down and serving the two masters for dinner. The men look over and greet her, both in their own way feeling a little awkward after what happened earlier.

Annabelle: Good evening masters. Suzie Q is currently preparing dinner, so it shouldn't be too much longer. Is there anything I can get you?

Joseph: Heh, I know a few things you could help me with~

Caesar sighs and smacks the Englishman in the back of the head before looking over to the maid.

Caesar: I'm fine with just water dear, ignore the big idiot next to me...

Annabelle gives Caesar a sweet smile before walking off to the kitchen. She could feel her face heat up a little from Joseph's comment. She had a feeling that he was referring to earlier. She takes a quick breather before grabbing two glasses of water for the masters. As she walks back out, a slight, musty smell fills her senses. She looks over to the men, seeing Joseph sitting back in his chair, looking pretty proud as he looks over at Caesar covering his nose. She knew what the smell was now.

Caesar: Honestly, you are truly disgusting Joseph! Do you not know how to control yourself?!

Joseph: What? It's a natural body thing! Maybe if you weren't such a tight ass, you'd understand!

Annabelle: Um, I have your water.

Both men look over, feeling a little embarrassed talking about Joseph's gaseous emission, not realizing that their sweet maid was standing there with their beverages. Annabelle walks over and places the glasses in front of them, the smell from Joseph being much stronger up close. She steps back and gives them a light smile.

Annabelle: Dinner is almost ready. Suzie Q has prepared a big, lovely meal for you both~ I do hope you're hungry~

Annabelle walks back into the kitchen, looking over to Suzie Q. She was very cheerful and bubbly, seeming pretty proud of the meal she made.

Annabelle: Wow Suzie! This looks delicious. I'm a little jealous that I don't get to eat it.

Suzie Q: Hehe, I'm so happy you think so! I've worked really hard on it. I just hope mister Joseph and mister Caesar like it!

Annabelle: I'm sure they will love it Suzie Q! I can take it from here.

Suzie gives Annabelle a thumbs up and a smile before starting on cleaning up. Annabelle walks out with two dishes, placing them both in front of her masters. Both men look in awe at their dinner, their mouths watering.

Annabelle: Well, as I said, I hope you both are hungry. Suzie Q has been working really hard on this all day, so we both hope you enjoy!

Annabelle steps away and lets the men eat in peace, unaware of what was to come.

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After a while, both the heroes rest back in their chairs, feeling nice and full after dinner. Annabelle returns and starts cleaning up the table, accidentally flashing her lace panties in Caesar and Joseph's direction. They both equally take peeks under her skirt, Caesar standing up from his chair.

Caesar: I think I may retire to my room, thank Suzie Q for the lovely meal for me Annabelle~

Joseph: Yeah, same here. I'm gonna get washed up.

Annabelle: I'll be sure to let her know. If you need me for anything, don't be afraid to call me.

Both men take their leave and return to their rooms as their lovely and flustered maid cleans up the dining table.

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As Caesar relaxes in his room, he notices his stomach creating an awful ruckus. He gently pats his stomach, only for it to respond more violently. He doubles over in pain, grunting softly as he sits there confused.

Caesar: What is going on? Why is my stomach acting up?

A loud, very wet fart leaves his ass, making him gasp and quickly reach around, feeling a wet patch on his pants. He quickly gets up and rushes to the bathroom at the end of the hall, letting out short, wet toots making his pants even wetter. As he reaches the door and swings it open, a strong, nasty smell hitting him smack in the face. As he adjusts he sees Joseph clutching his stomach and letting out deep, scuttery farts into the toilet.

Caesar: Joseph, what the hell are you doing in here?!

Joseph: Ngh! My gut is going crazy, I had to go.

Caesar: Well you need to hurry up, my stomach is going crazy!

Caesar didn't have enough time to try and argue with Joseph as another violent gurgle from his stomach. He rolls his eyes as he approaches Joseph, quickly undoing his belt, Joseph watching in shock.

Joseph: Caesarino, what are you doing?!

Caesar: Just move over! I don't think I can hold this in much longer!

Caesar pushes Joseph over on the toilet, sitting right next to him. Now both men were sharing the toilet, nasty, bubbly farts filling the space between them with their mixed horrid stench.

Joseph: Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have eaten so much of Suzie Q's food!

A loud scuttery fart echoes in the bowl as it leaves Joseph's ass, Caesar covering his nose, trying to keep himself from having to smell his partner's odours.

Caesar: This is so disgusting... Why couldn't you just go use the bathroom on the other side of the house?!

Joseph: I can't dumbass! I'm about to explode just sitting here!

While the two men blast the restroom, Annabelle is making her way back to her room. As she passes the restroom door, she hears the sounds of gassy echoes through the door.

Caesar: I can tell...ugh, you smell repulsive...

Joseph: Don't act like you're not blowing this toilet too...!

Annabelle could believe what she was hearing. A deep red blush covers her cheeks as she could hear both her masters absolutely blowing up the bathroom. Her heart was racing as her hand moved up to knock. She took a quick deep breath and gain the courage to knock on the door.

Annabelle: Um, i-is everything okay in there?

Both the men stop and gasp as they hear their young maid calling to them from the other side of the door. They both look at each other in panic, the sound of their combined sharts filling the silence.

Anabelle: I only because...well, you're both causing quite the ruckus. I-If you would like, I would be happy to help in any way I can~

Both the men whisper to each other, unsure of what to do. Sure, their stomachs were in need of some well-deserved care but the thought of trapping their poor maid in the stench-filled bathroom would seem like torture.

Caesar: What do we do?

Joseph: I mean, we could let her in, my stomach could do with some nice massaging hands.

Caesar: Are you insane? Do you really think she would want to be in here while your filthy rear end is stinking up the room?!

Joseph: Well, I don't think she'll mind too much, heh, she's kinda into that kind of stuff~

Caesar sits there for a moment, a few thoughts running through his head, memories of his encounter with Anabelle earlier. He lets out an ashamed sigh and raises his voice.

Caesar: Ngh, Annabelle? Y-You can come in.

The door slowly opens and Annabelle enters, the strong and very pungent smell of the combined stenches hitting her in the face. Her cheeks flush bright red as she looks at her masters with their asses glued to the toilet.

Annabelle: W-What can I do to help you, master?

Caesar: Ngh, it seems our stomachs are in quite a distress.

Joseph: Yeah, it must've been something with Suzie Q's cooking, I can't stop-!

Joseph lets out a loud groan, getting cut off by his toned ass releasing a deep echoing fart, sputtering into the bowl. Caesar gags slightly and covers his nose, only to follow up with his own nasty shart.

Caesar: Ngh, we are having trouble letting out all this gas among...other things. If you could perhaps put those soft hands to good use.

Annabelle looks down at her hands before looking back to her masters, her nose being assaulted by their combined stench. She takes a quiet breath before walking closer to them, kneeling down to get closer to her masters' toned stomachs. She reaches out and gently begins to massage Caesar and Joseph's stomachs.

Annabelle: I do hope I'll be able to help you~ S-So stinky...

Both men look at each other. They had both witnessed this sudden kinky side to the maid, leaving them to wonder if they were in the safest hands or in the hands of something else. Annabelle massages in slow, circular motions, feeling their muscles under her fingertips.

Joseph: Wow, your hand feels so soft, Anna~

Annabelle: I'm glad I can help. My goodness, I can feel all of the gas bubbles moving around in your gut.

Before Joseph could give her an answer, a deep, bubbly shart echoes through the toilet, an embarrassed chuckle leaving his lips as Caesar rolls his eyes and covers his nose.

Caesar: You are so filthy JoJo, honestly.

Joseph: Oh, c'mon Caesar, you can't deny that Anna's hands feel nice, I mean, she's helping get all this crap out of my gut.

Caesar: I guess Annabelle's hands do feel nice...

He looks away with a slight blush crossing his face, a sudden groan being heard from his stomach before releasing a small barrage of scuttery farts escaping his toned ass. Joseph chuckles hearing his partner let loose right next to him.

Annabelle: Hehe, I'm glad I can help massage out all of that stinky gas out~

As Annabelle continues to rub and massage her masters' stomachs the bathroom goes silent for a moment, only the sound of a combined gurgle coming from both their stomachs. They look at each other, a little bit of worry crossing their faces. Annabelle blushes a bit harder and feels her body tense up and heat up. She knew what was coming, and she was looking forward to every rancid second of it.

Joseph: W-Wait, are we gonna...?

Caesar: I'm afraid so...

Annabelle: Don't worry, masters, just relax and let it out. I'll do my best to help massage all that bad, s-smelly gas out.

As the groaning and gurgling continue, Annabelle pushes on the mens' stomachs, both of them grunting as they release disgustingly wet sharts into the bowl. Annabelle was in heaven, her two hot masters letting loose in front of her, the stench filling that cramped bathroom. She drools and continues to press hard on their toned guts, the sound of their waste filling the bowl.

Caesar: Ngh, this reeks, and my...ass feels like it's on fire...!

Joseph: You're telling me, I'm not even pushing anymore! It's just leaking out of me!

Annabelle: Don't worry masters, just let all of it out~

Annabelle continues to massage and press on their stomachs, helping them with one last push of release. The whole bathroom reeked of nothing but shit and toxic, meaty farts as both men let out final, wet farts as the asshole-wrecking shit-fest had finally ended. They pant and cringe from the thick air surrounding them.

Caesar: Good lord! I think I'm going to faint...!

Joseph: Phew! Man, I think that was the biggest dump I've ever taken!

Caesar: You are absolutely vulgar JoJo!

As the men bicker amongst themselves, Annabelle sat back and drooled in bliss, her face flushes bright pink, it was almost like she was getting high off their stench. She pants and moans quietly as she rests on her knees in front of her masters. Joseph looks over and chuckles a little.

Joseph: Hey, Caesarino~ take a look over at our little maid~

Caesar looks over and gasps softly as he sees Annabelle in a blushing, moaning mess.

Caesar: A-Annabelle? Are...you alright?

Annabelle looks up and lets out a breathy chuckle as she realised the state she was in.

Annabelle: Well, I guess my interest in your strong, foul stenches is pretty obvious now~ I can't help myself, just the thought of being blasted by your toned asses gives me so much pleasure. I understand if you think I'm disgusting, but it is my duty to serve you, as your maid, I will do whatever I can to make you feel as good as your farts make me feel.

She bows her head in shame as her two masters look down at her, smirks crossing their faces.

~~~~~

Finally I have completed part three of the gassy adventures of JoJo and Caesar, and their very fart-horny maid. This story idea was inspired from the work of the awesome xXKinkySkunkXx Go check them out!

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Angel’s Special Seat

FETISH WARNING! (Farting)

You walk up the spiral stairs towards the pornstar's room. You were pretty nervous, after all, you were about to spend the night with your favourite pornstar in all of Hell. Angel Dust. You reach out and knock on the hotel room lightly. Nothing. You knock again and wait patiently, trying not to seem desperate. The slight sound of footsteps is heard getting closer to the door. Your heart is pounding, your hands begin to get clammy and you feel your nerves closing in.

Angel Dust: I'm comin', I'm comin'! Jeez...

A light sound of busy, fast-paced footsteps is heard on the other side of the door before the doorknob rattles, swinging open.

Angel Dust: Jesus Christ, haven't I told you assholes that I will give you your money when I-

The spider gets cut off as he looks up to see you standing in the doorway, the dull light of the setting sun washing over the both of you. Angel was wearing a light blue towel around his waist and a tight, black sequined tube top over his soft, fluffy chest.

Angel Dust: Oh, it's just you. I didn't mean it like "that", I thought you were those assholes that keep comin' around askin' me for payment.

He sighs and moves back into his room, allowing you to walk in. The room was dimly lit with pink and white fairy lights hanging over the messy heart-shaped bed. The spider sits down and unwraps the towel, revealing a black leather skirt. He stretches and looks over at you.

Angel Dust: Well, don't be shy now, you're here after all~

You close the door and walk over to the bed, still a little nervous. Angel laughs and wraps an arm around you.

Angel Dust: Well, we've got all night, I'm happy to do whatever you want~

He looks at you and snickers before gently holding your chin and turning your head to face him.

Angel Dust: Why don't we start off with a little bit of smoochin'? You don't need to be so shy, I don't bite hard~

He chuckles and leans in, softly pressing his lips onto yours. He was soft and smooth, taking his time with you. You both slowly lay back on the bed, the combined sounds of your moans breaking the silence. Angel's arms wrap around you and hold you close, pulling your face into his chest fluff. It was soft and silky~

Angel Dust: Oh, heh, I see you're snugglin' in there~

He chuckles and gently snuggles you, a flirty smirk crossing his face. As you press your body against him, the sound of a deep, gurgle emerges from his stomach. The spider's eyes widen and he pulls away, chuckling tensely.

Angel Dust: U-Uh! I'm not sure what that was, sorry. I-It doesn't matter, let's just keep cuddling.

Angel pulls you back in, gently kissing you and rubbing your bodies together. Another louder gurgle is heard from his gut, a slight gasp leaving his lips.

Angel Dust: Uh, this is awkward, I promise you this doesn't happen. I-

He winces and pulls away and wraps his arms around his stomach, more gurgles and groans rumbling out of his skinny stomach. He grunts softly and bites his lip, a short, soft, airy fart slipping out. The spiders' eyes widen and he looks over to you. You were pretty surprised by the sudden outburst.

Angel Dust: Oh, uh, this is a little awkward, sorry...It must've been somethin' I ate. Uh, let's not let this stop our fun, we can keep going.

As he leans back into you, breathing softly as he gently smooched your neck. His stomach gurgles again and another airy fart rips out of his ass, his face getting more flustered as the gas slips out of his small, fluffy ass. You lean in and lightly sniff at the stench, causing to spider to raise an eyebrow.

Angel Dust: Are...are you sniffin' that gross stuff? I mean, I've been with some freaky clients but...I've never had anyone into this.

Angel sits back and thinks for a moment before lifting up his leg and letting out a long, bubbling fart, fanning the smell away. You blush and sniff at the air, causing the spider to smirk and move in close.

Angel Dust: Wow, you're really diggin' this, tell ya what, I can give ya some more if you'd like~ I'm sure we could have some fun with this~

You nod and move in close, reaching down and gently grabbing his plump butt, a short gasp escaping his lips before a short, airy toot slips out. He chuckles and pushes you down onto the bed, a cheeky smirk crossing his face.

Angel Dust: Tell ya what, how about we make this a little more interesting~ You lay right there, and I'll give you all this nasty gas you want~

He manoeuvres himself around, now resting his soft ass on your face. His ass covers the important parts, your nose and mouth, a soft snicker leaving his lips. A slight gurgle emerges from his gut before a low, bubbling fart vibrates your nose. The smell was so much more potent now that you were up close, being the only air you were able to breathe in. Angel grunts softly and another bubbler is blasted onto your face, the hot air burning your nose. You squirm a little underneath the porn star, but you obey and sniff up the toxic fumes.

Angel Dust: Woah, these are getting pretty strong, are ya sure you're gonna be able to handle it down there?~ Heh, you're handlin' this pretty well, I'm almost surprised~

Angel chuckles and lightly rubs his ass along your nose, soft moans escaping his lips before a few small, but strong toots escape his hole. You press your nose in deeper, sniffing louder. The spider gasps loudly and smirks, biting his lip as he lets out more hot, bubbling farts deep into your nose, moaning in relief after each blast.

Angel Dust: Y-Your...Your nose is really eager to be sniffin' up this gas of mine~ I never thought I'd be gettin' so into farting on somebody's face, this is pretty hot actually~

He looks down and smirks, wiggling his butt teasingly.

Angel Dust: It seems you're really enjoying yourself too~ Well, I'm pretty sure I've got a bit of gas left, so I better make this count, huh, doll?~

Angel smirks and reaches down, gently gripping your hair and pulling in nice and deep between his asscheeks, panting softly as he enjoyed the feeling of your nose pressed against his gassy hole. He bites his lip hard as he starts unleashing monstrous farts, almost causing the bed to rumble underneath you both. You do your best to sniff up every bit of the porn star's toxic farts, some of the outbursts being so strong to blow your hair back a little. The spider pants softly as your legs twitch a little in pleasure as you take in your new oxygen.

Angel Dust: Oh man, those last few were pretty strong. I'm surprised you lasted through all that~ Well, sadly I ain't got no more good farts left in me.

You pat Angel's butt as he moves off of you, letting you sit up after the wonderful ordeal. You stand up, a little dazed, but manage to make it over to your wallet, pulling out cash. You stumble back over and hand over the money, the porn star taking it and popping into his top.

Angel Dust: Thanks doll, I'd give ya a kiss but ya smell like my ass, heh~ But hey, this was fun, let me know if ya ever wanted to fool around again. Who knows, I might work up some more gas for ya next time~ Toodles~

Angel Dust gives you a wink and a wave as he grabs his shoes and makes his way out, leaving you an ass-smelling, flustered mess.

~~~~~

POV: You invite Angel Dust over for a night of fun.

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Caesar Floating - A JJBA Short Story

FETISH WARNING! (Farting)

Joseph and Caesar sit in the dining room, relaxing at the table and taking a break from their long, hard day of training. Joseph sits back with his hands behind his head, his strong musk filling the space they both sat in. Caesar scoffs and covers his nose, rolling his eyes as he looks over in the partner's direction.

Caesar: Honestly Joseph, must you fill the room with your disgusting odour?

Joseph: What? There's nothing wrong with relaxing after a long, hard day of training. Besides, it's not like you're not sweating like mad either.

Caesar scoffs again and looks away, ignoring his idiot training partner. As he does his best to try and avoid breathing in Joseph's sweat, his stomach gurgles quite loudly. A light pink blush crosses his face, he knew Joseph would've heard it. Caesar has been holding in gas since they started training. Joseph looks over to his blonde friend, a wide, cheesy grin on his face.

Joseph: Whaaaat was that Caesarino?~ Sounds like someone has got bubble guts~

Caesar: What?! NO! Must you be so vulgar Joseph? Honestly...

Another loud gurgle emerges from the blonde's stomach, causing Joseph to start chuckling in glee.

Joseph: Ya know if you didn't act so uptight all the time, your stomach wouldn't be giving you so much trouble.

Caesar sighs softly and crosses his legs, lightly clutching his stomach as more gurgles fill the room.

Caesar: Ngh, damn stomach...

Before Joseph can make another comment, Caesar winces softly as he lets out a short airy toot. This small blast is quickly followed by a loud, long airy blast, sending Caesar into the air out of his chair. Joseph stares in disbelief as he watches Caesar rocket out of his chair, the loud rumble, and smell, of his fart filling the room. A darker blush covering his face as he started to slowly float back down to his seat, his legs still crossed. He covers his face in shame as his fart finishes, landing perfectly back in place on his seat.

Joseph: H-Heh Caesar...?

Joseph starts to snicker as he looks at his embarrassed companion, still in awe at the spectacle that just happened before him. Joseph struggles to hold in his laughter, after all, he just witnessed his friend blast out of his chair with a fart so powerful that it kept him airborne for a while. Caesar sighs and looks over to Joseph in a scowl across his face, cheeks still burning red.

Caesar: Not. A. Word...

~~~~~

Seems Caesar has been holding quite a lot of gas from training. Perhaps he could learn a new trick using his gas~ This story's inspiration was from a post by 14-kinks

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Assistant to the Gassy Heroes (Part 2)

FETISH WARNING! (Farting)

Annabelle slowly makes her way towards Joseph's room, still feeling a little flustered about her encounter with master Caesar. Her face was still heated from the encounter. She took a quiet breath before knocking gently on the door. Her hands were clammy as she twiddled her thumbs. She steps back a bit as the door swings open to reveal a smiling Joseph. She looks up and gives him a gentle smile.

Joseph: Ah, it the cute little maid Annabelle, how are you?~

The maid giggles softly at the confidence of master Joseph. She sways a little and clears her throat.

Annabelle: I was wondering if there was anything you needed master Joseph, anything at all.

Joseph: Well, I was getting a bit bored, how about you come in, we can keep each other company~

Annabelle stepped in and looked around the room, her eyes then looking to Joseph's body. He was well-built and even gave off a faint musk. She could feel her body tingle from the first whiff. Joseph sat down on the couch and looked out the window then looked back to his cute maid, patting a spot next to him on the couch.

Joseph: Don't be shy love, come join me.

Annabelle nods softly and walks over, sitting next to the relaxed Joestar. She sniffed lightly at the air around them, Joseph's musk filling her senses. Her mind wandered a little, remembering what Caesar had mentioned before. It seemed to him that Joseph's gas was quite bad as well, making her wonder if another situation like previous would happen again.

Joseph: So Anna, be honest with me, heh, who do you think of us two is the cuter one?

Annabelle: Heh, well, I must say both you and master Caesar have a charm about yourselves.

Joseph: Well Caesarino is pretty full of himself, always thinking he's the top dog. Not to mention he looks like a peacock in that white outfit of his!~

Joseph pulls up his arms and flaps them around as he continues to taunt his friend, Annabelle giggling softly at the master's efforts to put a smile on her face. As Joseph squirms and moves around, a low gurgle emerges from his gut, making him stop and lower his arms. He wraps the right arm around his stomach and lifts his round, toned ass off the couch cushion and letting out a loud, airy fart before sitting back down.

Joseph: Phew, sorry about that, I've been holding that one in since we got back.

Annabelle's giggles quietened down as the sudden outburst from her master surprised her. Her brain started to melt as her senses are filled with the strong smell of Joseph's fart. Her face flushed red as she tried to keep her composure.

Annabelle: N-No it's fine master Joseph, after all, i-it's natural.

Joseph: Huh, well if you say so, I've been holding this in since training.

Joseph stands up from the couch and lifts his right leg, a longer, louder airy fart blasting out from between his cheeks. He chuckled after and fan a hand in front of his face as the smell wafts around the two. Annabelle took quick, quiet huffs of the air around her as she watched the brunette take pleasure in letting loose all of his gas, the smell filling the room quicker than Caesar's. She now could see what he meant when he said they were as bad as Joseph's. If anyone else were to enter they would faint.

Joseph: Man, these farts are pretty ripe, I'm surprised I didn't let out any while training. Phew, breakfast is going straight through me. You must have quite a strong nose~

Joseph turns his head to look at Annabelle and gave her a cheeky, playful smirk. Her face flushes light pink, hearing his comment catching her by surprise. She twiddles her thumbs trying to come up with an answer.

Annabelle: U-Uh! W-Well, I have to be prepared for anything master Joeseph. S-So it's fine.

Joseph: Heh, well I guess that's understandable. Wow, I didn't realise how strong my gas was, pee-yew...

Annabelle nervously nods her head, starting to feel her body tingle in pleasure as she sat in Joseph's cloud of eggy and meaty air. A louder gurgle emerges from his stomach as he rubs the back of his head, looking a little flustered but also proud of himself.

Joseph: Heh, guess there's some more left in me. Now...

He lifted his leg again as another gurgle is heard, grunting softly and releasing a bubbly fart. This one was different. It started low and rumbly, almost inaudible. As it went on, the sound got louder and bubblier, you could see Joseph's ass cheeks ripple. The maid's eyes went wide, she couldn't look away. She could feel herself getting more aroused by the moment. She squirms on the couch as more meaty farts are blasted in her direction. Her face was bright red in embarrassment as she stared at the large, toned ass letting rip in front of her.

Joseph: Man, that's a lot. I think I've got one more really good one in me~

Joseph lowered his leg and turned to rest his hands on the couch arm. He stuck his butt out and started breathing softly, preparing to let loose the storm he had brewing. He grunts loudly, gritting his teeth as a loud, bubbling, bassy fart rumbled the room. Annabelle squeaks as her face heated up, her nose burning from how pungent and strong the master's farts have become. Joseph pants and fans his hands in front of his face, snickering to himself. He was pretty proud of the blast he just unleashed in front of the poor, flustered maid.

Joseph: Woah, now THAT was a big one. Oh, heh sorry Annie, I practically aimed that at you, are you okay?

Annabelle was stunned, her panties damp from quietly huffing the thick air around her. She shook her head and returned to reality and looks up at Joseph, stumbling over her words.

Annabelle: I-I uh, w-well it's fine I-I...I have to go tend to something!

She stands up and rushes out of there, covering her face to hide her bright red cheeks. Joseph looks over a little confused as she left before looking over to the couch, seeing a damp spot where the maid was sitting.

~~~

Annabelle was back in her quarters breathing quietly as she began to change her clothes, whining softly as she removes her panties. They were practically soaked. She got cleaned up and took a few deep breaths of fresh air before slowly making her way towards the dining room. She was preparing herself to dine with the two gassy masters.

~~~~~

Annabelle goes to visit master Joseph, but it seems she's got more stinky problems coming her way. This story idea was inspired from the work of the awesome xXKinkySkunkXx Go check them out!

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Assistant to the Gassy Heroes (Part 1)

FETISH WARNING! (Farting)

The duo finally returned to the home they resided in after training, Lisa Lisa eagerly waiting for them by the entrance. Joseph squinted as he noticed someone else standing by his mentor, a shorter, bustier female. As they stop at the entrance, Lisa Lisa smirks and lowers her glasses.

Lisa Lisa: Glad to see you two back finally, I have someone I'd like you to meet~

She gestures over to her left to the other girl.

This is Annabelle, from now on she will be your personal caretaker. If you need anything, you will call for her.

The short brunette smiles and bows respectfully, her long, wavy hair falling down to her sides, standing back up slowly.

Anabelle: It's very nice to meet you two~ You must both be very tired from your training~

Joseph: Hehe, why yes young lady, we are! Would you mind taking us inside to "relax"?~

Annabelle giggles at the confident Joestar and turns, leading them into the building. Both men couldn't help but stare as they take a good look at the uniform Annabelle was wearing. It was a basic black and white maid uniform, however, the skirt was quite short, her round, soft butt nearly being visible. Lisa Lisa sighs and smacks both men in the back of the head before walking off towards the street.

Lisa Lisa: I'll be gone for a while, so be good for Annabelle...

Some time passes and both heroes are at their room doors, Annabelle smiling at both the gentlemen.

Annabelle: If you two need me, I'll be in my room~ Don't be afraid to call for me~

Joseph: Oh don't worry, love, I'll be calling for you later~

Annabelle giggles softly and turns to walk off, Ceasar slapping the back of Joseph's head. He yelps in shock and rubs the back of his head, trying to make the pain go away.

Caesar: Don't you have any decency? Honestly, you act like such a buffoon sometimes.

Joseph: But you can't deny she a looker, I saw you taking peeks up her skirt on the way in as well, Caesarino~

Caesar sighs to himself before walking off the outside balcony to get some fresh air and to get away from Joseph. Joseph just chuckles to himself and walks into his room, shutting the door tightly.

~~~

Annabelle reaches the end of the hall before stopping herself and gasping softly.

Annabelle: Oh shoot! I almost forgot to clean up those last piece of clothing from master Caesar's room, I better head back. I do hope he isn't too harsh on me about it.

She turns on her heel and rushes back to the room, lightly knocking on the door. No answer. She tries knocking again, still not getting an answer. She takes a deep breath and slowly pushes the door open.

Annabelle: Um, master Caesar? Are you in here?

Silence...

Annabelle: Phew, it seems he went elsewhere, that means I've still got time to finish cleaning up in here.

Annabelle started quickly cleaning up what she had forgotten before Caesar could return to his room. As she was bent down behind a large couch by the window, she hears the door open. She heard light footsteps enter the room, Caesar's footsteps. She hesitated standing up and revealing she was there, a little worried about startling him. She had heard from Lisa Lisa about how strong both the masters were and she was honestly worried about being on the wrong side of an attack from them. She decided to stay put and sit behind the couch, hearing the blonde master sigh to himself.

Caesar: Ugh, stupid Joseph, honestly, he is no true gentleman... He's gotten me all worked up.

Caesar stops for a moment before lifting his leg and grunting softly, a loud, airy, eggy-smelling fart leaving his ass. Annabelle is a bit taken aback from hearing such an outburst from master Caesar. Out of both of the men, she least expected Caesar to just be releasing such foul sounds and smells from his rear. He sighs again and lets out another eggy, airy fart before lowering his leg and lightly sniffing the air, disgusting himself with his release. Annabelle bit her lip and took a whiff herself. The smell was strong and lingering, she could tell he had been holding it for quite a while.

Caesar: Mamma mia! I didn't think my rear end could make such...filthy smells. Hmph, I don't I've let it all out, my stomach still feels so full.

Caesar grumbled softly and walked over to the couch the flustered Annabelle was hiding behind, leaning against it as he bent over and opening his legs. He grunted softly and a long stream of meaty, bubbly gas leaving his toned ass. Annabelle couldn't help but quietly sniff the recent blast, feeling her face flush a deep red.

She...was actually enjoying sniffing up the master's farts, her body shivering with each whiff. Her mind started to wander, the thoughts of being allowed to get her face pressed against his cheeks, feeling the warm air from his smelly air he would give her to breathe. Even though she wanted to step out and nuzzle her nose in between his perfect cheeks, she had to stay hidden away. The last thing she wanted at this moment was to be caught doing something so perverted.

Before she could let her mind wander anymore, a loud, beefy, very bubbly blast breaks her thoughts. This one was stronger than the last few the blonde master had let out earlier. It was lingering in the air, the scent thick and strong.

Caesar: Oh god! These are starting to sound as bad as Joseph's...ugh, and it's so strong. I wish I didn't have to smell this filthy air.

Annabelle stopped. Did she hear that correctly? Joseph's gas was as bad as this?~ She could feel her self-control, drool dripping down her lips, her legs quivering, sniffing and breathing in what gas she could catch. She began to slowly crawl out from behind the couch, unaware that she was going to blow her cover. Caesar continues to grunt and mutter to himself as more rancid farts leave his ass. The maid could smell the pungent air more now like she was getting closer to the source.

Caesar: I think it's nearly out of my system, but this room stinks to high hell...I just need to get this last bit out.

With one final, loud grunt, Caesar releases one final, loud, very bubbly, fart that ended with sounded very wet, one that filled the whole room with the pure stench of his ass. He immediately stood up straight in surprise, his left hand over his nose and his right covering his ass, feeling a damp patch. Annabelle at this point was practically right behind Caesar, her face so close to his ass. She was out in the open, she was off in her own world, following the intoxicating odours leaving her master's ass.

Caesar: I-I may have overdone it with that last one, I better go and clean myself up.

As he turned around he looked down and saw Annabelle on her hands and knees behind him, sniffing at his ass like a dog. He was shocked by the display, had she been in his room the whole time? She heard and smelt everything that he released. His face flushed a light pink as he turned and faced her, leaning down and moving the hand away from his face to lightly pat her head.

Caesar: Um, miss Annabelle? Are you alright?

Annabelle snapped out of it feeling Caesar's hand on her head. She looked up and her face turned bright red in embarrassment as she realised her situation. She wasn't behind the couch anymore, her face was mere inches away from him, he would have seen her sniffing up his gas. She quickly stands up and bows, feeling very ashamed of herself for letting her lewdness take over.

Annabelle: I-I'm terribly sorry master Caesar! I had come in to finish up cleaning and noticed you were in here so I let myself in. I-I was grabbing something from behind the couch when I heard you come in! I-I'm sorry!

Before Caesar could get a word in, Annabelle bolted out of the room, covering her face in shame. The young man stood in surprise. He couldn't believe that the cute maid was on her hands and knees, sniffing the horrid gas he was producing. He covered his face to hide the pink blush that formed and walked into the bathroom.

Annabelle sighed softly and stopped as she reached her quarters, shutting the doors and whining to herself softly. How could she let herself get caught like that? He probably thinks she's a filthy pervert, he probably would tell Lisa Lisa and she would be out of there. She took a few deep breaths and sighed softly and stepped out of her room, walking down the hall.

She headed to master Joseph's room.

~~~~~

Joseph and Caesar meet their new maid, Annabelle. However, she's not prepared for the fun involved~ This story idea was inspired from the work of the awesome xXKinkySkunkXx Go check them out!

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Smells Like Fish (C.J and Flick Fetish Story)

FETISH WARNING! (Musk, Farting)

Flick sighs softly as he relaxes on the couch, finally taking a break from working on some of his commission sculptures for some customers on the nearby islands. He sits on the couch playing around on his phone, knowing his roommate would be home soon and will be bragging about another successful stream. Flick was always very quiet around his friend after his streams as C.J always came back sweating and panting, filling the room with his strong musk, which always caused the chameleon to fluster. The front door swings open and in walks the happy beaver, holding his phone in his left hand and his fishing rod in his right.

C.J: Man, that was one great stream, nyuk! So many people tuned in this week, feels good man!

Flick looks over and gives the beaver a slight smile, the strong, sweaty musk filling the room quickly. Flick took one quick whiff and his face heated up. He quickly covers his face and looks away.

Flick: Ahem, well that's good to hear. How many people watched this one?

C.J: About 135, can you believe it?! Talk about fans for fish, nyuk!

C.J sighs happily and rests his fishing rod by the front door before sitting next to his close friend, the smell becoming stronger.

C.J: Ah, today was great, finished off the stream and went and grabbed a bite to eat and came back here. So, what about you?

Flick: Well, I'm taking a break from working on those sea bass and betta models that were ordered, I think they've come out alright.

C.J: Aww, c'mon Flicky, your models always come out great, nyuk!

Flick gives his roommate a slight smile, hearing him talk about how he did a good job working on the models. As C.J sits back and sighs to himself, a low, just audible rumble is heard through the couch. The chameleon's eyes widen as his senses are assaulted by the smell of rotten eggs as it fills the space between them. A barely visible blush crosses Flick's face as he quietly sniffs up what he can.

C.J: Woah, heh, sorry bro. I guess my lunch isn't sittin' well, nyuk...

Flick: Uh, i-it's fine. Just um, try to keep it t a minimum...

C.J rubs his stomach and blushes a little, another deep rumble is heard from underneath the beaver's butt. Flick sniffs the air again, this one being stronger than the one earlier. The blush across his face gets darker as more, shorter rumbly toots vibrate the couch as C.J tries to contain himself.

C.J: Oh man, I'm super sorry man, I can't control it. Man, this food really isn't sitting well with me, nyuk. I better go and open a window!

Unfortunately, or fortunately for Flick, as his friend stands up from the couch, a loud, bubbly blast escapes his cheeks, aiming right at the chameleon's face. Flick couldn't hide his blush this time, sniffing at the air in front of him. C.J yelps and nervously chuckles, another bubbler rippling out of his butt.

C.J: Oh man, sorry about that, nyuk! I didn't mean to let that out at you. It was an accident, are you doing okay back there, nyuk?

Flick: U-Uhhhh...

Flick couldn't speak. He was too busy sniffing up the rancid air that hit him in the face. He slowly got up and made his way over to the beaver's ass, his nose leading him closer to the source. C.J turns around and looks in surprise as he watches his friend press his face into his plump, stinky cheeks, a light sniffing sound being heard.

C.J: W-Woah! Flick you're...you've got your face a bit close to my butt there. A-are you...? Y-You're sniffing my butt, even after I've been letting out smelly gas, nyuk?

Flick didn't focus on what C.J was saying as he kept sniffing at the hot, musty air leaving his roommate's butt. A soft moan leaves his lips as he digs his nose in further, causing C.J to gasp softly as a short, airy fart escapes. Before C.J can warn his friend, Flick starts sniffing loudly, more quiet moans leaving his lips. Was this really happening? Was Flick really sniffing up C.J's stinky farts?

C.J: Uhhh, Flick? Earth to Flick? Your face is um, in my butt, nyuk.

Flick: Mmmph, hmmph?

Flick start to return to the real world, his eyes widening as he realises where his face was. He quickly pulls away and wipes his face, his whole face a bright pink in embarrassment. It was too late to try and explain his actions now. C.J saw first-hand that Flick enjoys the smell of his gas. He looks away and twiddles his thumbs, unable to speak.

Flick: I-I uh...I'm so sorry C.J...you must think I'm a real weirdo. I, uh, better go back to my model room...

As the chameleon gets up and starts walking away in shame, C.J rushes over and grabs his arm, turning him around to face him.

C.J: Heh, Flick it's totally fine. Honestly, I'm really flattered that you like farts, nyuk~ To be honest, I've been thinking about you and sitting on your face. You know, if you want, I don't mind if you wanna keep sniffing up my gas, it's kinda cute watching you shove your snout in between my cheeks, nyuk!

Flick looks at his friend, his eyes wide with his words. He leans in and gently hugs the beaver, nuzzling his head into his chest.

Flick: Uh, thanks for being alright with my weird...likings. It's just being around you when you're all mucky and g-gassy after your days out, it just gives me a high like no other.

C.J chuckles and lifts his leg as his pal nuzzles into his chest, letting out a loud, bubbly blast, the air surrounding them stinking of rotten eggs. Flick's eyes widen as he looks up at the very proud and smelly beaver.

Flick: You did that on purpose, didn't you?

C.J: Darn tootin', nyuk!

~~~~~

C.J has had another successful stream and comes back home, but it seems his smell is a bit much for his roommate Flick~ Characters: C.J & Flick - Animal Crossing New Horizons

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So that’s why girls don’t fart.

[hipster-skunk00]

Hehe the power of dangerous rainbow farts can lead to unicorn sharts

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_____ stands quietly as they wait to get off at their stop to meet up with you and spend the day together. They squeak as the bus goes over speed bumps, making them clench their thighs together even more than they already were. Unfortunately, _____ had drank a little too much soda before getting on the bus, thinking they would be able to hold it by the time they reach your stop. The bus stops, three elderly people getting on and taking their time taking out their money, making _____ whimper softly, wishing they would hurry up. _____'s legs begin to shake as they try their hardest not to piss themselves. The bus stops again, a mother and her little boy step on. The boy stands next to _____ and jumps up and down as they wait for their mother. She finally walks up to her son and squishes into a spot on the already crowded bus, making it even more uncomfortable for _____. The little boy is squished against them, making _____ whimper as they try to hold it, a few small drops slipping out. The bus bounces over a speed hump, making _____ squeak and whine in displeasure as they feel the light warming feeling in their jeans. A slight trickle is heard and soft whimpering. The little boy from before noticed and giggled loudly and pulled on their mother's arm. "Look mommy, they peed themselves!!" _____ blushes bright red as the sound of concerned mumbles, gasps and giggles could be heard throughout the bus. The boy's mother looks at _____ and lightly taps their shoulder. "I'm very sorry about my son, are you a ok?" The bus gets to their stop and they rush off the bus, running into you. You look at them as they whimper into your chest. You lightly pet their head and take off your jacket, leaning down and tying it around their waste to cover up the wet patch at the front of their jeans. "There you go, now no one else can see it," you say softly, hugging _____ close to you. "I'll help you change when we reach my place ok cutie?" They nod and hold your arm as you both walk down the street.

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A little DDLG story cuz I was bored

Your alarm goes off, making you groan as you sleepily roll off and turn off the annoying jingle of your alarm. You yawn and sit up, stretching and groaning as sunlight floods the room and begins to blind you. You groan and turn, a smile creeping across your face as you look down at your cute little, snoring softly.

You chuckle softly as you lean over and brush their cheek, smiling as you notice they had fallen asleep with their clip-on kitten ears on. You lightly kiss their forehead as you hear them begin to wake up. “Good morning my little kitten.” Your cute little girl rolls over to face you, a soft whining sound coming from their mouth. Her eyes flutter open, a small and cute yawn escapes her petite, pink lips. She looks up at you and pout, whining again. “What’s the matter baby girl?” You look at her concerned as she looks at you with slight teary eyes.

You reach over to your bedside table and grab her paci, lightly popping it into her mouth. “Let daddy check you,” you say as you pull the blanket of your little. You chuckle as you look at her lay in an oversized t-shirt, white thigh high socks and wore her cute black panties with little pink hearts over her diaper. You lean down and lightly squeeze the dip in her diaper, a concerned look on your face. “Hmmm…you don’t need a change, what’s wrong baby girl?” She looks at you and whines as she points to her throat. You nod in understanding and pull her into your lap, holding her close to you. “Poor baby, someone is sickies.”

She whimpers and nods, burying her head into your chest. You kiss her head and lightly rock her in your lap before you carefully laying her back down into bed. “How about daddy puts on cartoons for you?” She nods and curls up in bed. You smile and put on Spongebob before leaving the room. Your little stays curled up and snug in bed, watching cartoons and waiting for her caring daddy to come back.

After a little while, you walk back in with a tray. The contents on it include some medicine, cough drops, a small glass of salt water and a cup of tea. You place the tray by your little’s side of the bed. She smiles up at you and reaches out to you with grabby hands. You chuckle and give her a big hug. “Hi baby, now let’s make you all better.” You pull out her paci and feed the medicine to her. She takes it and looks at you lovingly. You pull up the glass of salt water and hand it to her. “Now daddy wants you to gargle this salt water for a little bit ok? After that, I want you to spit into the cup, alright baby girl?” She nods and carefully pours it into her mouth and gargles it for a few seconds before spitting it back into the cup. You smile and stroke her head. “Good girl.”

You place the glass on the bedside table and pull up the cup of tea and hand it to your little. “Sip on this warm tea, sweet pea,” you say as you help her sit up. She takes a few sips and licks her lips. “It’s a special honey tea daddy made just for you.” She gives the cup back to you and gives you a wide smile. You place the cup of tea on the bedside table and smile, getting a surprise hug from your gorgeous girl.

“I feel so much better now. Thank you for taking care of me, daddy!” You smile and hug her tightly.

“Aww of course. I love you, little girl,” you say as you stroke her head and keep her close to your chest. She giggle and snuggles up to you.

“I wuv you to daddy,” she says as she looks up at you with glistening eyes. You lay her down and lay beside her, cuddling up to each other and watching cartoons together for the rest of the day.

—- the idea for story was found from @daddyiwantthis

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Hey guys! Just letting you peeps know that you are more than welcome to send me a message for a story idea. I'll be happy to write it for you and pop a dedication at the bottom. Peace out my little fartlings ^3^

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Another fetish story for you guys ^~^

You are at party, leaning against the wall as some your friends pass by and smile. You chuckle softly and take another sip of your drink, your stomach begins to groan. “Huh?” You noticed the groan and look down at your tummy, lightly patting it as a louder, violent gurgle escapes. You put your drink down and clutch your stomach, letting out a silent but deadly fart and sigh softly in relief.

“Maybe it’s nothing, just a little pent up gas,” you say as you chug the last of your drink and place the glass down, your belly beginning to gurgle and growl loudly. You whimper in pain and let out a super wet and bubbly fart, a little bit extra leaving your cheeks. You gasp and quickly rush to the bathroom, the door being locked. “Just my luck, someone’s in there.”

You groan and fart again, feeling more shit enters your pants. You blush and begin lightly hopping in pain. You can’t help but let out small toots, still worried that you’ll eventually shit your pants. In a panic, you bang loudly on the bathroom door as you whimper, wet sounding farts escaping your puckering hole. “P-please! Whoever is in there, can you please hurry up! I…I really need to go!” Your eyes widen as the feeling of your pants getting fill with a somewhat good feeling of relief. The sound of wet, spluttering farts are the only thing you hear as you uncontrollably mess your pants.

After a little while, the sound of stinky farts ceases and the turn to look at your ass to check the damage. You lightly pat your butt, a slight squelching sound is heard which makes you pout in embarrassment and shame. You reach into your pocket and pull out your phone, scrolling though until you find your best friend’s contact and with shaky hands you text to them, ‘Hey um…can you come down to the bathroom? I need some help. >~<’

It takes at least 15 minutes before you get a responding text from them. ‘Heh, sorry didn’t see this till just now ^~^ I’m comin down now’ you smile weakly and wait patiently, cringing a bit from the surrounding smell of shit. You smile as you see your buddy walk up to you, fortunately carrying a pair of clean jeans and some clean underwear. “Sorry I took so long, I thought I lost my phone.” They take a look at you and lightly shake their head. “I should’ve told you about the bathroom door. It has a tendency to get stuck sometimes, so you gotta give it a hard push.” They push the door, showing an empty bathroom. I look away and frown in shame. You feel them nudge your arm and hear them chuckle. “Don’t worry, accidents happen.” They hand you the clean clothes and smile wide. You give them a polite nod in thanks and take them. “What are friends for?” You chuckle softly and shut the bathroom door and begin to get changed. You feel your phone vibrate and you grab it and see a new text from your friend. 'Hey, leave your dirty clothes in there and I’ll fix it all up.’ You smile and text back a smiley face and begin to get changed and cleaned up.

“That’s the last time I’m ever drinking martinis again. That’s yet another thing to add to list of things that mess up my stomach,” you grumble to yourself as you do up your clean pants.

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Imagine the blank as your fave! Enjoy ^3^

You come home and sigh softly after a long, boring day at work. As you shut the door and hang up your coat, you hear a loud gurgle followed by a loud groan of pain. You shake your head, knowing it was _____. “You okay, cutie?” You call as you walk up the stairs. You slowly push open your bedroom door and chuckle softly, seeing _____ laying in bed with their hands on their tummy. _____’s tummy has bloated so much over the few hours you’ve been gone. It’s almost as if they were pregnant. You sit beside them and smile.

“I-I’ve got a bellyache,” _____ whimpers with tear filled eyes as their belly gurgles loudly, making them blush. Their shirt is up to their chest, uncovering their gorgeous dome of a bloated tummy. You lean down and plant little kisses on and around their belly button, making them squeak and their tummy groan. You place your hands on their balloon belly and begin to gently massage it in slow circular motions. _____ purrs from the feeling, breathing softly as you continue to help their tummy feel better. You both hear a low growl, followed by a nasty bubbly fart. _____ whimpers and blushes from their little outburst. “I’m sorry…I had too much coffee.” You give them a stern look and sigh.

“You know that stuff makes you gassy. Why did you drink so much?” You ask in concern as you rub their tummy more, tiny, raunchy toots escaping _____’s hole. They look at you with loving eyes and blush.

“I wanted to stay awake for you when you came home,” they answer softly. You smile and kiss their belly gently, hearing soft growls inside. “P-please, I need this gas out, I’ve been getting such bad cramps from it all day.” You nod and begin to draw circles around their belly button with your index finger, making them squirm in pleasure. You knew they were ticklish there and this was a sure fire way to get all that pent up gas out of their stomach. You blush lightly as _____ rips some nasty bubbles that ripple out their tight jeans, making it harder for you to not pleasure yourself.

“That’s it baby, keep it up,” you say as you rub their belly harder, forcing bombs of gas out of their hole, making them whimper a little in pain. You sniff every so often when they looked away, making it harder for you to control yourself. _____ moans as they let loose a raunchy, airy fart that lasted at least 12 to 15 seconds. They look up at you and blush hard before looking back at their belly which had deflated quite a bit from their last few outbursts. “It flattening, thank goodness,” you chuckle as you plant little kisses on their tummy as they continue to let out stinky strings of gas.<\p>

After a little while, _____ has fallen asleep after 2 and a half hours of non-stop stinky relief. Their tummy is back to normal size and they’re curled up, snoring softly. You yawn and lay beside them, reaching over and resting your hand on their tummy. “I love you so much baby.” Before you fall into a deep slumber beside your beloved _____, you have the idea to make them a nice coffee frappé so you two have more fun.