Within 30 minutes, you were at the door leading to Celeste's home and you were thinking about leaving before going with it, sighing greatly. Ready to knock, your hand doesn't touch the door as it opens up to Celeste wearing a white tank top and black booty shorts. Judging from the water remaining on her, Celeste took a shower recently and just dried herself.
"Hey, Blaise! Thanks for coming!" She said, letting you come in.
A mix between spoiled veggies and an earthy scent hangs in the air and Celeste holds her gut in slight pain. Her mother, Karen, was on the couch and eating a burrito as she had her eyes glued to the screen. She was currently wearing a plaid dress shirt and white leggings, the clothing tight around her assets and greatly defining them. A massive burst of colon fumes tears out of her backside as your aunt continues on with her show without acknowledging the fart she released, much to Celeste's disgust.
"Mom! I told you not to do that, especially when Blaise is here," she shouts, Karen looking at her before realizing you're here.
"Hiya Blaise! Does my favorite nephew want a prune burrito? Celeste made a bunch of them for her diet thingie and I decided to have a couple of them after she polished half of them," she asks, pointing the food at you as Celeste's stomach gurgles unnaturally and you decline as Celeste rushes to the bathroom.
"Okay then!" She replies, turning back to resume her tv surfacing, only for her to take a single step before dropping a monstrous toot from her bum in front of you and sigh in response as she waves behind her.
It was obvious she forgot about her no farting promise to Celeste immediately, though it was expected from your airhead of an aunt, and you could tell the prunes are working their magic on her digestive system. You gag on her gross flatulence and close your eyes for a brief moment before opening them to a new view before you. Not recognizing your surroundings, a large shadow covers you, the backside of <choice> over you.
"Hey, Blaise! Thanks for coming!" She said, letting you come in.
A mix between spoiled veggies and an earthy scent hangs in the air and Celeste holds her gut in slight pain. Her mother, Karen, was on the couch and eating a burrito as she had her eyes glued to the screen. She was currently wearing a plaid dress shirt and white leggings, the clothing tight around her assets and greatly defining them. A massive burst of colon fumes tears out of her backside as your aunt continues on with her show without acknowledging the fart she released, much to Celeste's disgust.
"Mom! I told you not to do that, especially when Blaise is here," she shouts, Karen looking at her before realizing you're here.
"Hiya Blaise! Does my favorite nephew want a prune burrito? Celeste made a bunch of them for her diet thingie and I decided to have a couple of them after she polished half of them," she asks, pointing the food at you as Celeste's stomach gurgles unnaturally and you decline as Celeste rushes to the bathroom.
"Okay then!" She replies, turning back to resume her tv surfacing, only for her to take a single step before dropping a monstrous toot from her bum in front of you and sigh in response as she waves behind her.
It was obvious she forgot about her no farting promise to Celeste immediately, though it was expected from your airhead of an aunt, and you could tell the prunes are working their magic on her digestive system. You gag on her gross flatulence and close your eyes for a brief moment before opening them to a new view before you. Not recognizing your surroundings, a large shadow covers you, the backside of <choice> over you.
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May 12, 2023
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