You knew your mom was a very gassy woman, easily comparable to the likes of Lillian though unlike her it was largely caused by her food choices. Over the years you'd gotten so much exposure to her gas that you were sure you had to have built up some tolerance to it by now... And yet all of these notions flew right out the window the moment she unleashed her booty's windy wrath in a scale that you'd never conceived before.
Maybe you still had some built-in resistance towards the noxious stench but the sheer noise as well as the sheer force of the gigantic hurricane winds that blew into you plus their rather intense heat were all quite beyond overwhelming and it didn't help matters that you were essentially right at ground zero, taking these enormous blasts at point blank. One was already enough to shock you but not very long after she hit you with a second one and knowing her, this probably means that she'd be letting 'em rip for a while.
"I'm starting to think I should've gotten him some oxygen tanks before he shrank" Zuleima chuckled, always amused by how much and how nonchalantly Miriam let her farts fly and they were by no means small. But then again Zuleima was prone to similar gaseous outbursts herself since her diet was very similar, their entire group probably enjoyed stuff like beans and spicy meat a bit too much.
"I mean if he can't take his mom's what hope do we all have then?" Dolores said and together with Sheila and Zuleima she looked back at Miriam, who was sighing in either pleasure or relief and happily wiggling her butt, they could only try to imagine what it must be like you down that meaty chasm and then they'd further try to imagine what it'd feel like if it were theirs instead.
Meanwhile, it wasn't just dealing with the aftermath of your mom's humongous booty blasts, her asshole only seemed to get even more hyperactive, pulsating incredibly fast while your arms and legs got pinched between some of its folds and their grip on them increased while its plump 'maw' twitched almost as if overexcited, pressing into the front of your body repeatedly.
As bizarre as this all seemed together, for some reason you couldn't help but see some similarity between this massive pucker and your mom's lips. You then remembered Zuemy mentioning a bit of scientific trivia tidbits and among those, you learned that apparently the lips and the anus were actually made of the same kind of material in addition to them being both ends of the digestive tract. Only now at a time like this you realize just how real the former statement turned out to be, shaking your head in mild frustration, for these thoughts weren't even one bit helpful.
Snapping back to reality you were immediately reminded of what got you into that train of thought as your mom's hole kept pressing into you frantically, bearing an uncanny resemblance to giant lips doing kissing motions, finding yourself unable to get away from it. You shuddered upon realizing that if your mom knew this was even a thing, she might actually be on board with it, knowing her.
Said "kissing" motions gradually slowed down but didn't stop, almost seeming as if it "chewed" on you and your limbs in delight and thankfully it was still soft enough that it caused no pain though the pressure was still noticeable. The warmth that it gave off felt oddly comforting, in some strange way it was just like your mom's warmth whenever she hugged you or sat on your lap. Some brief thoughts flashed around in your mind, most of them along the lines of 'Maybe this isn't so bad' but you were quick to shake them off, you didn't want to stay here any longer and risk taking more of these humongous explosions in the face.
You tried once again to push yourself away, putting as much strength as you could into both your arms and legs. The rubbery plump fleshy folds they were caught in were soft but not as gelatinous as her cheeks so they were a tad firmer. If you had to explain it to someone, you'd say that it all feels like a balloon, not exactly a water balloon but maybe one full of something thicker and denser like syrup. Unlike a balloon, this thing spared no expense at reminding you that it was very much alive, twitching rapidly in response to your movements and touch. It almost felt like these fleshy folds gripped your arms and legs tightly to keep you from leaving its pulsating embrace.
Meanwhile, Miriam was in absolute bliss. She'd never felt this good while spending time with you. As more alcohol seeped into her blood, fairly slowed down by her hearty meal, her judgement grew blurrier. She was no lightweight, neither when it came to drinking nor in real life overall and just a couple of beers were far from being able to get her to lose control but she was at the very least "pleasantly tipsy" as she and her friends would describe it.
As such, she knew of your presence and she was feeling your every movement but she couldn't discern what you were doing exactly back there. She figured you must be hard at work giving her a thorough massage from the inside of her crack and with that thought she got giddy, swaying her hips sensually while clenching and unclenching her cheeks repeatedly at the same time as her pink pucker flexed all over you which only made her feel even better.
Still, any stimulation was way too much when her guts were as loaded as hers were, the beers and the food were already causing large amounts of gas to bubble their way through her bowels even now, way before they got fully digested. With her mind occupied between the blissful pleasure she felt and her alcohol-induced loss of judgement she didn't even think of what was going on in her belly, the pressure simply built up enough until it couldn't be contained anymore, after which it escaped in the same explosive manner as it had before, with her only noticing when it was too late but given that she could still feel you there, supposedly massaging her, she figured you didn't mind as much.
Back in the depths of her crack, you felt like you were in a fairytale as the knight struggling against the ravenous jaws of the dragon, trying not to get eaten with all your might. Only then, the true extent of that comparison hit you and gulped as cold shivers ran down your spine, wishing that you never got swallowed by this thing. So far, it had been basically kissing you all over, not too different from your mom and a few other ladies close to your family... and there was another thought you didn't want to have right now.
But just as you were struggling to push yourself away from the massive twitching pucker, you heard it growl, almost like a dragon or some other enormous monster and even felt the strong vibrations coming from the other side, giving you a sense of danger that made you feel as if your blood froze. The threatening-sounding rumble rapidly intensified and became so loud that your doughy surroundings began to ripple into gigantic waves of fatty flesh, shaking intensely from its sheer noise. Worse yet, it sounded bigger than the previous gigantic blasts you'd endured before.
The noises only grew more and more intense and then, right before your helpless eyes, the wrinkly fleshy disc opened its massive "maw" and it sounded like a volcanic explosion combined with thunder while seemingly impossibly blazing, fermented winds blasted into you, pushing you hard against the taut wall of fabric behind you while your entire body rattled to its furious, reverberating roar. The already massive waves of booty fat turned into tsunamis, jostling you wildly between them, adding to the overall chaotic atmosphere. Your hair was blown back so hard you briefly worried about having it torn off your scalp but thankfully that didn't happen.
One thing you didn't account for was that with all that large volume of gas exiting her body, at least some air had to get back in and thus you were pulled in with uncannily great force. Your heart skipped a single beat and you sensed that you were about to get swallowed for real... yet, you ended up slamming into the plump, rubbery fleshy mass. Her hole had closed just right before you got sucked in but that mean you got out of this one scott-free. Having your body hit such a sensitive spot sent it into a twitching frenzy and you could even hear your mom's voice doing a faint, muffled moan.
"Jesus, that must feel really good" Dolores chuckled as your mom had just ripped one of her biggest farts so far and then moaned into her arms, trying to hide it to no avail. Sheila and Zuleima blinked twice in surprise, they knew she was pretty playful with you but neither expected it to be this much.
'I really need to find out what the hell she's doing with him back there... and I need to feel it myself' Sheila thought, her loins' warmth and moisture having a drastic spike from the idea alone. Meanwhile, Zuleima grabbed her phone and typed some notes, not expecting this kind of result but finding it all the more amusing, she was looking forward to seeing you in action with the other women and then maybe test you herself as a sort of control group for her impromptu experiment.
If you thought your mom's anus had been already acting crazy before you had no idea. Now it was twitching and pulsating like mad, "chewing" on your entire body, trying to hug you as tightly as it could into its hot, sweaty folds. The increased moisture from the sweat that coated your surroundings made it all that much harder for you to keep a grip, your hands and feet ended up slipping and getting you pressed right into the middle of this freaky starfish-looking thing, which you still didn't want to think about too much even though the reality of its nature was all but unavoidable at this point.
The frantic twitching gradually stopped and when it did you sighed in relief, thinking yourself to be finally out of danger and then, without any warning it simply opened right before you and slurped you in before you could even process what just happened. Back outside, Miriam's eyes widened...
