Becky's Scolding Box (4:4) by stellarcircle5, literature
Literature
Becky's Scolding Box (4:4)
“Nice to see you finally awake.” Becky said greatly relieved with a bright smile.“Y….yeah. *cough*” The smell isn’t nearly as bad as when she was in her Becky Bomb status. “Oh God… I… may have bit more than I could chew…” I said weakly.“...Then maybe the next batch will actually KILL you…” Becky said worried. I quickly sat up looking towards the window. I saw complete darkness outside, almost as if it was a power outage in the middle of the night.“Wait, how long was I out for?” I looked back to Becky.“About 3 hours and I must say, I farted a bit earlier to test how strong this new batch is and dear God, if those girls were to smell this fr...
Yo. It’s Cole. Cole Walker. Yes, the guy who doesn’t talk to many people he doesn’t feel comfortable with. But that kinda changed when I met the most beautiful woman in the world. Her name was Emily Sanchez. Emily and I were best friends. Best friends since middle school. Emily and her family were originally from Puerto Rico, before moving here to New York. Yeah I mentioned that Emily is beautiful. She’s not just beautiful, SHE’S SMOKING. A nice phat bubble butt that can engulf my face, a nice set of double d breasts, and a voluptuous and curvy body. Her jet black hair shines brightly in the sunlight, just like her well set pearly white teeth. Her tan skin glows like she’s from the 7 Heavens, and her light blue eyes shine with love and kindness. Truth be told, I always had a crush on my best friend for quite a long time, to the point I fell in love with her. I even had sexual fantasies and dreams about her sometimes. Downside is that I had to clean my sheets and boxers every damn time!
Tricked And Trapped Pt. 2 by CarnalSpaghetti, literature
Literature
Tricked And Trapped Pt. 2
All character 100% fictional & 18+
Story Contains: M/M, fart torture, noncon, face farting, rimming, sweat, mentions of vomit, objectification
It had been hours since he first sat down. My thoughts became progressively clouded by the smell of his gas. All I could think about was the horrid smell and how badly I wanted to be free, yet all I could do was keep sniffing. For the most part, he ignored my presence, which was almost as bad as when he didn't. Sometimes, I'd try to hold my breath to spare my nose from this torment. He'd notice this though and stop farting until I was forced to take in inhale, only to blast my nose with a disgusting fart and hit me hard in the stomach. Sometimes, he'd grind his ass down against my face, covering my face in ass sweat and grime. I tried not to focus on the sweat from his swamp ass seeping into my pores. I hated the silent farts the most, I never knew until it was too late, taking a long inhale of the hot gas seeping into my nostrils. I
Jannet was walking to class and two students were walking behind her.
Carl: hey Devin, look at that girl's massive butt.
Devin: Yeah, her butt is really amazing
Carl: i dare you to grab it.
Devin: are you sure about that, she looks like she could kill me.
Carl: c'mon, dont be such a wuss.
Devin: ok, i'll do it. but if i die, it's on you.
he took a deep breath and then walk up to her and put his hand one of her large cheeks. Jannet immediately froze.
Devin: are you an alien,cuz your butt is out of this world.
Carl: (good pickup line, bro)
Jannet: *blush* no, but i'd really appreciate it if you'd let go of my butt cheek.
Carl: (don't you dar...
Volunteering as the family fart cushion P1 Mom by Spartanwolf98, literature
Literature
Volunteering as the family fart cushion P1 Mom
Hi my name is Steven and my life is about to be turned around in a very strange way, I currently live with my mom, sister and grandma we all live happily with each other, it's been tough since my dad ran out on us, since then even though I'm the youngest and by far the shortest I've taken on the role of the man of the house, doing anything I can to help and make things better, which is easier said than done when you live with 3 Amazonian woman, to give you an idea of what we all look like.
I'm not the smallest guy but not exactly tall either standing at 5,6, pretty scrawny with not a lot of muscle, blonde hair, blue eyes I'm your typical guy,
My mom (Helen) is 6,5 she loves to work out so her body is basically muscles, but since she went from fat to fit she kept one thing her ass it's huge and heavy but also you can tell its soft when it jiggles
My sister (Rachel) she's similar to my mom except she's a little smaller 6,2 and her assets aren't as big but still big enough she was
Looking to do a fart RP! by AppleTheMighty, literature
Literature
Looking to do a fart RP!
Hello! Just wanted to make a new updated RP request.
The basic premise is I would be a submissive boy/girl (I can be either depending on what you like), and you would be a dom girl who farts on me. There's a lot of ideas I have surrounding this basic premise that we can discuss further between us.
My kinks are:
-farts (mainly of the bassy and silent variety)
-big butts in tight outfits
-booty worship
-facefarting
-a little bit of butt expansion
-soft doms
-seduction
-teasing
-twerking
For other details: I like to do explicitly literate and detailed RP, so no one liners or short replies with no detail. I also like to write in past tense and third person, and would prefer you write in such as well.
If you're interested, please leave a comment or send me a note. Hope you find this interesting!
Hell's farting problem chapter 1 by Cupcake100000, literature
Literature
Hell's farting problem chapter 1
It was an ordinary day at the Hazbin Hotel, everyone minding their own business for the time being.
After running wildly around the halls and tidying them up, Niffty jumped onto the bar counter. She then started drudgingly dusting it, which made Husk act even grouchier than usual.
“Do you mind?” , - he raised his voice slightly, fur puffing up: “Can’t ya see I’m arranging the glasses neatly here?”. To accentuate his words, he gestured widely to a set of glasses standing chaotically across the bar counter, inches away from where NIffty’s dust broom was fluttering.
“No time for arranging, only cleaning, hahaha!”, - Niffty said in her typical zany way, being too invested in getting rid of the dust.
“Stop!”, - Husk cried out, ready to push her away at any moment: “Stop swinging your duster in every devildamn direction! You’ll break my stuff!”.
Right then, as if minding Husk’s words, Niffty turned away from him to dust the opposite part of the counter. In her craze, she didn’t realize
As the evening's shadows danced across the party, enveloping the revelers in their embrace, I found myself drawn towards my boisterous friend, Lorella. Her petite Asian frame exuded an aura of power and dominance that belied her diminutive stature. I, Marco, a veritable walking contradiction of a fat nerd, was her loyal satellite and greatest admirer.
My mind couldn't help but wander back to the previous night at the nightclub, where Lorella's monstrous fart had transformed the walls around us into sonic boom barriers. She had used my face as an unwitting muffler, unleashing a stench so potent that it left my mind reeling.
Now, amidst the party's clamor, a familiar sensation gripped Lorella. A rumble reverberated through her body, promising an atomic bomb of a fart. Aware of an admiring gaze upon her from across the room, Lorella's determination hardened. She wouldn't let embarrassment tarnish this opportunity.
'Marco,' she whispered, her voice a conspiratorial caress, 'I need your