Monique’s ass crack, especially up against her hole like this, was absolute hell. The combined smell of unwashed accumulated ass sweat/grime and her fresh ‘little toots’ was enough to make you writhe in disgusted agony, but for Monique up above and outside of her humongous bum cheeks, all this did was send shivers up her spine. This in turn caused her jello ass to jiggle lightly, which to you was an earthquake that caused you to writhe MORE. All in all each second was like a minute, each minute like an hour for YOU, while Monique was having one of the best experiences of her life.
Oooof, what is he DOING back there? Monique thought to herself. Is he actually… grinding against my back door? Even after I…? Monique shook her head to clear out the thoughts that were ALMOST making her love her bulbous ass. It was probably just a coincidence. There was no way you were actually ENJOYING your time in her dump truck, it was nothing but disgusting, sweaty slabs of fat after all… right?
Deciding she needed to show you once and for all that you couldn’t enjoy her butt (something that you very much didn’t need convincing of), she came up with an idea and immediately started marching to her car. You meanwhile were mashed and ground against Moniques asshole ridges, forcing her to stop and moan occasionally, while doing her best to make sure nobody noticed.
Eventually, your equilibrium, which was finally recovering from the constant jostling of Monique’s jiggly butt, flipped completely sideways as she plopped down onto what turned out to be the driver’s seat of her car. You found yourself hardly able to move a finger as the blubbery flesh around you did it’s best to smother you, compressing in on itself and you, not really hurting but leaving you in a quite tight ‘embrace’. “Alright Blaise, I hope you’re still enjoying yourself, because if you’re REALLY going to ‘enjoy’ my butt—if such a thing is even possible—you need to know just HOW sweaty it can be…”
You had no idea what she meant by this, and wished for the umpteenth time that you could tell Monique her ass was just as gross as she thought it was, but being buried under tons of butt meat meant you had to just wait and see… and then it started to get… very warm. Unbeknownst to you, Monique had sat in her car and turned it on before also turning on the seat warmer… at maximum temperature. At first it was just the heat you had to worry about, then the overbearing stench that permeated Monique’s crack suddenly and progressively got worse as the heat seemed to reinvigorate the sticky old-sweat residue, turning it back into a more liquid state… and adding a LOT more liquid as her ass started to sweat… profusely.
You didn’t understand how, but… Monique, or her ass at least, had the… unique… ability that no matter how bad it smelled… it apparently always was able to get worse. A dumpster that had been lit on fire, eaten, then thrown up again would have smelt better than Monique’s ass at this moment, and the more sweat that was added, the worse it got. And then… the sweat started dribbling in huge beads down her crack, accumulating all kinds of ass crack gunk and grime and who knew what else before rolling right to her bum hole… and therefore right onto you.
You cringed for the millionth time as the acrid liquid rolled over you and passed, giving you the slowest, worst ‘shower’ ever and adding a new level of heck… until it got worse as instead of rolling past… the beads started to STICK. You panicked and tried to kick and move to get the sweat off of you as it started to accumulate on your body, but Monique’s butt still held you firmly in place, and with the seat heater causing her ass to sweat even MORE than usual, before long you were completely drenched… and then drowning in it. Your body went into absolute freakout mode at this point, doing anything it could to survive, which turned out to be… drinking Monique’s ass sweat.
Whether it had something to do with your metabolism being this small, or some other oddity about this universe, you found you were actually able to drink the sweat fast enough (and enough of it), to get a few breaths in before you had to chug once again… but after only a few seconds you VERY much wished you weren’t able to. The taste was literally the worst thing that had ever graced your tongue, and so cloying that you could both smell AND taste Monique’s crack every time you took a ‘break’ to suck in a breath or two, and the only thing keeping you from throwing up was how often you had to go back to guzzling.
Needless to say, after a few minutes of this (which felt like lifetimes to you), even your newfound chugging skills were starting to fail you, and you were so saturated with Monique’s butt stench that you were partially looking forward to drowning… and then suddenly the butt meat around you parted and a monolithic digit prodded you, ground into you (smearing you one last time against a VERY wet asshole, causing one more moan from Monique), then pulled you out as you luckily stuck to it as she pulled you and her hand out of the gross canyon that was her crack.
You were left nearly crying for joy as you sucked in as much air as you could, although you being drenched in Monique’s bum juices ensured the air was FAR from fresh, even as she brought her finger in front of her face (causing her own cringe as the smell hit her). “Woo, that smells HORRID… I told you my ass was nothing but a disgusting blob. Alright Blaise, admit it, you’ve had enough, right? One word and all this is over and we can move on knowing I’m a gross pig with a hippo butt.”
You pulled yourself together as best you could after your near-drowning by ass sweat tsunami while Monique looked down at you expectantly with her deep brown eyes, sure she had won what was probably one of the world’s worst ‘bets’ ever. Even after catching your breath as best you could, you found that the taste was still stuck in your mouth, and you could barely get any words out. “No… more… was drinking… your ass sweat… was horr—“ You were about to regale Monique with how horrible your experience was, but her face scrunched up in confusion, followed by disbelief, before she suddenly started talking over you, apparently having a hard time hearing your understandably hoarse voice.
“Wait… No? Like in no you haven’t had enough? And you want more… You were doing WHAT to my ass sweat?!?!” Your eyes went huge with horror. Apparently the pauses in your speech were leading to a horrible misconception. “I mean… do you really love my ass so much that you’re willing to drink my sweat to prove it? I mean— don’t get me wrong… it’s umm… it’s kind of flattering but there’s no way some bum fat is worth all that.”
Monique looked at you shyly, with almost… hopeful(?) glances. You really felt for her, or at least the “her” you knew from your universe, but there was NO WAY you could let this go on. “Listen… Monique… you’re special… but—“
Monique’s eyes suddenly got huge, and practically sparkled as she once again bowled right over what you were about to say as she heard what SHE wanted to hear. “So, you won’t drink just any girl’s ass sweat, but MY butt is SPECIAL, huh? Geez, Blaise, you’re going to make me blush… Next you’ll be telling me you want me to put my butt sweat in anything you drink! Haha, oh god, wouldn’t that be horrible?”
“That’s…” You VERY much had to fight the urge to vomit all over Monique’s fingertip, but barely kept it in check as you tried one more time to set her straight… “What I want i— *Cough cough.*”…Only to have a coughing fit at the worst time imaginable. Of course, Monique’s eyes had already glazed over at what you said, completely missing it was a cough that had stopped your sentence.
“That’s… what you want? You think my flabby, disgusting ass is THAT special? Oh Blaise… A-alright! You twisted my arm! I’ll make sure everything you drink from now on has some of my ‘special’ bum sweat in it, okay? Only cause it’s you… And I’m not letting you change your mind later no matter how much you beg me! Remember, you asked for it!”
You could only fight the impulse to break down and cry as you realized that Monique had just sentenced you to taste the WORST taste in your life, diluted or not, on a VERY frequent basis. You were so horrified that you didn’t trust yourself to say anything else, but your apparent lack of protest just cemented the idea in her head all the more.
“Well, now that that’s settled, I guess since I’m going out of my way and doing you such a huge favor from now on, you can do one or two for me, right? Luckily you love my ‘special’ butt so much, because…”
Choices:
Choice 1: “…after getting my ass that hot, it’s itchy as hell… and I can give you a tour while you scratch in all the worst— I mean, best places.” Monique uses your little body to scratch different areas of her bum, mistaking any struggles as you grinding against or making out with those parts.
Choice 2: “…I need to do a few errands, and it’ll be good to know you have my ‘back’. Haha.” Monique puts you back in ‘your spot’ and goes to do errands. Although she turns off the heater and therefore you’re no longer drowning, her ass starts eating her underwear and really grinding you against her back door, which of course she assumes you’re doing on your own, and she ‘rewards’ you by letting out gas as she goes.
Choice 3: Monique pauses mid-sentence, shoring up resolve as she lightly blushes. “Since… since you want my butt sweat in all your drinks… I want you to try the body grease between my cheeks. Maybe… you’ll want it in all your food, you know?”
Choice 4: She stops, taking so long to spit out what she’s trying to say you almost try to explain yourself again, before she blurts out, “Can you give me my first rim job?!?! I mean… my hole gets REALLY irritated when I’m this swampy, and I KNOW your tongue will feel amazing… even if I’m starting to feel really gassy.”
Choice 5: Reader’s Choice
Oooof, what is he DOING back there? Monique thought to herself. Is he actually… grinding against my back door? Even after I…? Monique shook her head to clear out the thoughts that were ALMOST making her love her bulbous ass. It was probably just a coincidence. There was no way you were actually ENJOYING your time in her dump truck, it was nothing but disgusting, sweaty slabs of fat after all… right?
Deciding she needed to show you once and for all that you couldn’t enjoy her butt (something that you very much didn’t need convincing of), she came up with an idea and immediately started marching to her car. You meanwhile were mashed and ground against Moniques asshole ridges, forcing her to stop and moan occasionally, while doing her best to make sure nobody noticed.
Eventually, your equilibrium, which was finally recovering from the constant jostling of Monique’s jiggly butt, flipped completely sideways as she plopped down onto what turned out to be the driver’s seat of her car. You found yourself hardly able to move a finger as the blubbery flesh around you did it’s best to smother you, compressing in on itself and you, not really hurting but leaving you in a quite tight ‘embrace’. “Alright Blaise, I hope you’re still enjoying yourself, because if you’re REALLY going to ‘enjoy’ my butt—if such a thing is even possible—you need to know just HOW sweaty it can be…”
You had no idea what she meant by this, and wished for the umpteenth time that you could tell Monique her ass was just as gross as she thought it was, but being buried under tons of butt meat meant you had to just wait and see… and then it started to get… very warm. Unbeknownst to you, Monique had sat in her car and turned it on before also turning on the seat warmer… at maximum temperature. At first it was just the heat you had to worry about, then the overbearing stench that permeated Monique’s crack suddenly and progressively got worse as the heat seemed to reinvigorate the sticky old-sweat residue, turning it back into a more liquid state… and adding a LOT more liquid as her ass started to sweat… profusely.
You didn’t understand how, but… Monique, or her ass at least, had the… unique… ability that no matter how bad it smelled… it apparently always was able to get worse. A dumpster that had been lit on fire, eaten, then thrown up again would have smelt better than Monique’s ass at this moment, and the more sweat that was added, the worse it got. And then… the sweat started dribbling in huge beads down her crack, accumulating all kinds of ass crack gunk and grime and who knew what else before rolling right to her bum hole… and therefore right onto you.
You cringed for the millionth time as the acrid liquid rolled over you and passed, giving you the slowest, worst ‘shower’ ever and adding a new level of heck… until it got worse as instead of rolling past… the beads started to STICK. You panicked and tried to kick and move to get the sweat off of you as it started to accumulate on your body, but Monique’s butt still held you firmly in place, and with the seat heater causing her ass to sweat even MORE than usual, before long you were completely drenched… and then drowning in it. Your body went into absolute freakout mode at this point, doing anything it could to survive, which turned out to be… drinking Monique’s ass sweat.
Whether it had something to do with your metabolism being this small, or some other oddity about this universe, you found you were actually able to drink the sweat fast enough (and enough of it), to get a few breaths in before you had to chug once again… but after only a few seconds you VERY much wished you weren’t able to. The taste was literally the worst thing that had ever graced your tongue, and so cloying that you could both smell AND taste Monique’s crack every time you took a ‘break’ to suck in a breath or two, and the only thing keeping you from throwing up was how often you had to go back to guzzling.
Needless to say, after a few minutes of this (which felt like lifetimes to you), even your newfound chugging skills were starting to fail you, and you were so saturated with Monique’s butt stench that you were partially looking forward to drowning… and then suddenly the butt meat around you parted and a monolithic digit prodded you, ground into you (smearing you one last time against a VERY wet asshole, causing one more moan from Monique), then pulled you out as you luckily stuck to it as she pulled you and her hand out of the gross canyon that was her crack.
You were left nearly crying for joy as you sucked in as much air as you could, although you being drenched in Monique’s bum juices ensured the air was FAR from fresh, even as she brought her finger in front of her face (causing her own cringe as the smell hit her). “Woo, that smells HORRID… I told you my ass was nothing but a disgusting blob. Alright Blaise, admit it, you’ve had enough, right? One word and all this is over and we can move on knowing I’m a gross pig with a hippo butt.”
You pulled yourself together as best you could after your near-drowning by ass sweat tsunami while Monique looked down at you expectantly with her deep brown eyes, sure she had won what was probably one of the world’s worst ‘bets’ ever. Even after catching your breath as best you could, you found that the taste was still stuck in your mouth, and you could barely get any words out. “No… more… was drinking… your ass sweat… was horr—“ You were about to regale Monique with how horrible your experience was, but her face scrunched up in confusion, followed by disbelief, before she suddenly started talking over you, apparently having a hard time hearing your understandably hoarse voice.
“Wait… No? Like in no you haven’t had enough? And you want more… You were doing WHAT to my ass sweat?!?!” Your eyes went huge with horror. Apparently the pauses in your speech were leading to a horrible misconception. “I mean… do you really love my ass so much that you’re willing to drink my sweat to prove it? I mean— don’t get me wrong… it’s umm… it’s kind of flattering but there’s no way some bum fat is worth all that.”
Monique looked at you shyly, with almost… hopeful(?) glances. You really felt for her, or at least the “her” you knew from your universe, but there was NO WAY you could let this go on. “Listen… Monique… you’re special… but—“
Monique’s eyes suddenly got huge, and practically sparkled as she once again bowled right over what you were about to say as she heard what SHE wanted to hear. “So, you won’t drink just any girl’s ass sweat, but MY butt is SPECIAL, huh? Geez, Blaise, you’re going to make me blush… Next you’ll be telling me you want me to put my butt sweat in anything you drink! Haha, oh god, wouldn’t that be horrible?”
“That’s…” You VERY much had to fight the urge to vomit all over Monique’s fingertip, but barely kept it in check as you tried one more time to set her straight… “What I want i— *Cough cough.*”…Only to have a coughing fit at the worst time imaginable. Of course, Monique’s eyes had already glazed over at what you said, completely missing it was a cough that had stopped your sentence.
“That’s… what you want? You think my flabby, disgusting ass is THAT special? Oh Blaise… A-alright! You twisted my arm! I’ll make sure everything you drink from now on has some of my ‘special’ bum sweat in it, okay? Only cause it’s you… And I’m not letting you change your mind later no matter how much you beg me! Remember, you asked for it!”
You could only fight the impulse to break down and cry as you realized that Monique had just sentenced you to taste the WORST taste in your life, diluted or not, on a VERY frequent basis. You were so horrified that you didn’t trust yourself to say anything else, but your apparent lack of protest just cemented the idea in her head all the more.
“Well, now that that’s settled, I guess since I’m going out of my way and doing you such a huge favor from now on, you can do one or two for me, right? Luckily you love my ‘special’ butt so much, because…”
Choices:
Choice 1: “…after getting my ass that hot, it’s itchy as hell… and I can give you a tour while you scratch in all the worst— I mean, best places.” Monique uses your little body to scratch different areas of her bum, mistaking any struggles as you grinding against or making out with those parts.
Choice 2: “…I need to do a few errands, and it’ll be good to know you have my ‘back’. Haha.” Monique puts you back in ‘your spot’ and goes to do errands. Although she turns off the heater and therefore you’re no longer drowning, her ass starts eating her underwear and really grinding you against her back door, which of course she assumes you’re doing on your own, and she ‘rewards’ you by letting out gas as she goes.
Choice 3: Monique pauses mid-sentence, shoring up resolve as she lightly blushes. “Since… since you want my butt sweat in all your drinks… I want you to try the body grease between my cheeks. Maybe… you’ll want it in all your food, you know?”
Choice 4: She stops, taking so long to spit out what she’s trying to say you almost try to explain yourself again, before she blurts out, “Can you give me my first rim job?!?! I mean… my hole gets REALLY irritated when I’m this swampy, and I KNOW your tongue will feel amazing… even if I’m starting to feel really gassy.”
Choice 5: Reader’s Choice
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May 12, 2023
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