You couldn’t believe your predicament. Not only had Lillian shrunk you out of the blue, but she had handed you off to what had to be one of the worst people to have you… let alone at this size. And now… well now you found yourself smothered in cheek flesh… and the smell… well it definitely wasn’t fresh. Everything around you smelled liked WELL-used underwear, and this was OUTSIDE of her shorts. The stench was already making you gag, and the thought of how much worse it could have been if she pushed you down the back of her tiny shorts instead of from the outside made your skin crawl… and soon led to an ever growing panic. You had to get out of here. Unfortunately, any attempts to claw your way out or climb your way up only ended with scraping handfuls of… butt butter (aka body grease/grime) and you going absolutely nowhere. Trying to yell was just as bad if not worse, as her jiggling jello was so intent on smothering you that whenever you opened your mouth wide enough to holler, you got a mouth full of butt flesh, and a literal TASTE of whatever accumulated grime was back here all around you. Needless to say, you were so grossed out and panicked that your attempts to escape/protest your capture spiraled into uncoordinated flailing around…
…Which of course Chahna noticed and was VERY appreciative of. “Mmmmph… damn, that feels fantastic… mmm… I usually hate tickling, but this feels great!” Chahna ended up having to flop down on her stomach on her bed as your ‘tickling’ was sending shivers up her spine and making her legs shake. She hadn’t felt this intensely during a ‘sexual’ encounter in ages, and the feelings only intensified as the sudden change in orientation for you made you freak out and flail even more. You were being tormented, but Chahna was extremely turned on (even for her), but beyond the lust she had become accustomed to was another feeling she couldn’t quite put her finger on… Tingling rolled in waves through her body and, along with the growing butterflies in her stomach at the thought that YOU specifically were causing these sensations, made her think as the tickling feeling reached its peak that maybe, just maybe… she might just have some kind of real feelings for—
PRAAPPTT!!!
Chahna visibly shuddered (and not just because of the sudden butt blast causing her ass cheeks to ripple like mad), the unexpected fart throwing her thoughts into disarray. Of COURSE she would fart all over you right as she was thinking she might want to actually have a relationship for once. She almost always scared men off by how ravenous she was sexually, if not the inherent clinginess that came along with these constant needs, but part of the reason she never cared about keeping a relationship for very long was that, well… she could be more than a bit gross if she let her guard down even a smidge. It didn’t take much physical activity to make her sweat buckets, so any sexual acts quickly led to her smelling like a pig no matter how well-showered she had started off or what deodorant she used, so she often had to excuse herself to ‘freshen up’ (literally in her case) to make sure she didn’t gross out the guy she was with… a fact which actually made her detest even the act of showering/bathing (which often just led to her smelling worse). And she liked to eat… a LOT. And so many of the things she ate didn’t agree with her in the slightest, so even she knew her ass was absolutely rank (even if she WASN’T gassy, which was nearly a constant state of her being) regardless of how much men drooled over it at a distance so she often didn’t let men do much more with it than touching and squeezing the outer parts of her bulbous cheeks (or kept it over her shorts, like she had with you… although in your case this wasn’t anywhere near enough to keep you from realizing how gross her butt was).
So now, she had finally gotten her sister’s uber-cute friend (you) all to herself despite her sister’s ‘chastity defense’, and an errant fart would be the end of any hopes she had. You’d be grossed out regardless of your ‘obvious’ physical attraction, and you’d bow out one way or another, politely or otherwise and slip from her grasp, no doubt blocking or ignoring any attempts to reengage… except… as your flailing only increased as you were subjected to one of the worst smells imaginable (again thankfully ‘filtered’ through her shorts/underwear, though you weren’t sure how much that helped), Chahna realized… you wouldn’t be leaving. That you literally COULDN’T leave unless she wanted you to. And with this realization came another. She COULD have this exact situation with anyone she wanted if she just shrank them herself… but… she wanted this situation specifically with… you. This was… very new to her. Before, even though she probably couldn’t have kept any of the scores of boys she had been with in a relationship for very long, she hadn’t really cared or wanted to. But now… She very much wanted an extended relationship with you, and she was going to have it come hell or high water.
The one hang up she had on this whole thing was that she wanted a REAL relationship with you… and therefore that meant, at least in her mind, that there needed to be something that really showed you were special to her versus all others. Sure she could (and would) offer her body and you’d enjoy it wholeheartedly (or at least she was convinced this was so), but she was sure her sister Yamile had made it VERY clear to you that she was… well… promiscuous, to say the least. Even promising exclusivity would only be a start, as a lot of other guys had already touched (almost) every part of her… So, what could she offer that no other guy had consistently had? And then as a loud gurgling surged in her gut, she realized the answer. While countless men had lusted after her gigantic curves and gotten to experience all of them in (at least) one way or another, you would be the only one to know that behind all this raw sex appeal was a gross girl waiting to be released, and you were the key to that release. Of course, she COULD have asked your opinion about all this, but… she was way too far down her own rabbit hole to even think about anything like that.
Instead, she smiled happily and enjoyed your squirms, doing her best not to soak through the front of her undies/shorts with love juices (and ultimately failing), and made her feelings known. “Oooh, Blaise, you feel so AMAZING back there… Listen, I know this is sudden, but I really think we could make this a long term thing between us… And I… Mmpph… I knoooow you love my body, so… Every little inch of it is aaaaall yours! But… I get it; coming from me… I know that’s not saying much. I mean, my sister is constantly trying to scare you away with her slut shaming and everything… She’d probably tell you I’’ll just use you up then kick you to the curb, no matter how many times I say you’re special… Oooh, right theeeere… S-so I was thinking, how about I tell you a secret? See, there’s a reason I keep my relationships short. Let’s just say that… underneath all this sexy is a whoooole lot of gross. I’ve kept it under wraps for a looong time. I mean, I shower and use extra strength deodorant RIGHT before anything happens or I’d smell like a pig. And I avoid dinner dates because, well… pretty much ANYTHING disagrees with me. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Aaaaand sooo… all of my sexy AND my gross are going to be aaaaall yours from now on! You’ll know more about me than ANYONE! Just think, guys will be drooling over my boobs while my boobs are drooling sweat and grime all over YOU! And they’ll be wishing I’d sit on their lap, meanwhile you’re BURIED in my cheeks! Speaking of which, this will happen a LOT— Actually, I may try to always have you back there when I do it, it feels amaaazing.”
Chahna giggled uproariously as she finally pushed against the gurgling in her lower tummy, and a horrible string of blatant, bubbly farts came flying out of her butt… all over you.
PPLLOOOOOORRPPTTT!!!
PPPRROOMMMFFTT!!!
BLLLOOORRMFFFTTT!!!
She was on cloud nine while you were in absolute hell, your near-literal convulsions from how nasty her ass emissions were only causing Chahna to touch herself through her shorts while she let you bake in the stench. You hoped against hope that eventually Yamile or even Lillian would save you, but unknown to you, Chahna still had her younger sister’s phone… who was still in the shower and hadn’t seen any of Lillian’s messages yet. “Now, to buy us a bunch of alone time…”
Chahna smiled wolfishly as she opened her sister’s phone and started typing to Lillian, ignoring the messages Lillian had sent to her to make sure she looked for you with Chahna. “Lillian, are you serious? You gave Blaise to CHAHNA?! Are you crazy??? I barely stopped her from taking him to COLLEGE! Blaise was horrified and I am FURIOUS! I’ll be sure to take care of him, but NEITHER of us want to talk to you. If we need you we’ll contact you, but don’t text me, and DEFINITELY don’t come near me at school or bring Blaise being tiny up to ANYONE else. I really can’t believe you…”
“Aaaand send, block contact, aaaaand delete messages. There! That should buy us a couple of months! Mmmmpph this is going to be soooo great!” You are forced to endure the stink and cascading butt jiggles as she moves to drop her sister’s phone back off in the bathroom, Yamile still showering and none the wiser…
Choices:
1. Chahna is still staying for a week, so she insists on having you constantly hidden on different parts of her body while she waits to move back to college with you, showing you all of her ‘dark secrets’ regardless of any protests.
2. Chahna’s actually heading back to college today and packs you with her (unwashed) clothes, starting your new life as her ‘boyfriend’.
3. Chahna’s mother actually noticed some or all of what Chahna was up to…
4. Flash forward, the girls finally figure out what Chahna did and confront her…a year later?!
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May 12, 2023
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