Once again, it didn't really take a genius to realize what was going to happen. Your eyes widened in panic while your skin went pale and your heart started beating as fast as it could. You mentally facepalmed, as you reminded yourself where you were, and whose ass it was... this is Lillian's older sister, whose gas can out hers to shame with ease! You facepalmed for not seeing this coming, and remembered that nagging feeling from earlier. Then again, you thought Jordana wouldn't pull this on you this time...
"Ooh!" She shuddered from pleasure when she felt you pressed right against her 'backdoor', and it turned her on like nothing ever had before. Its pulsating twitches weren't even a conscious action on her part, but it was acting upon her desires, the little (to her) band of muscle eagerly pinching you and pulling you closer to its center. She couldn't help it at this point, you were going in whether you wanted or not, but she was hoping you were okay with it.
But then, her stomach began rumbling. Against your expectations, this had caught her off-guard too. She hadn't planned on farting on you... yet, at least. She tried holding it in, but massive bubbles were already gathering and going down farther south in her digestive tract, and the pressure they exerted on it quickly became rather painful. It wasn't like Jordana, someone used to wrestling and getting physically rough didn't have much of a tolerance for pain, but that which came from the inside was of a different kind, and she never really worried too much about it because normally she'd just let it rip right there and then.
She could act quickly and get you out before the 'bomb' went off, but she'd be lying to herself if she claimed that she didn't like unleashing her massive farts upon you. She'd even argue that she was into it before Lillian was by virtue of being older.
'Besides... if he's gonna spend more time in there he was gonna get farted on anyway...' She thought, but even she was aware she was betraying the trust you had placed on her, albeit unintentionally. She decided to try and play it differently however...
"Hey Blaise..." She said while trying to exercise a little self restraint, as her asshole, even now, was still trying to pull you in, despite the gurgling tremors coming from the other side. It almost felt like she had to actively suppress it, as if it had a will of its own, which briefly made her raise an eyebrow. But she paid that no further mind for the time being, and she continued.
"You know... I really loved the breakfast you made for me, seriously. It was delicious, better than the food we have at college..." She said just as her stomach's groans got louder, and it rumbled quite powerfully as well.
"But the thing is... eggs give me a lot of gas..." She giggled, and waited for a moment to let that sink in.
You panicked harder upon hearing that, while still struggling against her anus' attempts at pulling you in while trembling, its wrinkles soon puffed out and their rubbery mass felt taut, as it became crystal clear she was holding in a truly massive fart, even for her standards. You also raised an eyebrow... Just how long had you been 'exploring' her crack? It'd have to be a minimum of an hour or two for the food you made to kick in. You felt as if you had been hit with a bucket of freezing cold water, you couldn't be in a worse situation than this one, at that size, you were at the worst possible location and time.
"Jordana! Get me out please!" You banged on her anus, and despite your relatively insignificant size, it reacted to your touch and it gurgled more loudly, like a caged beast warning you not to bother it, which made you gulp in fear. Your surroundings then shook rather wildly, and could hear her muffled giggling.
"Don't tickle me in there squirt" Jordana said in between fits of laughter. She was far more ticklish in there than anyone would think, and in fact, it was intoxicatingly stimulating to her, but she could feel that her control over her huge booty weakened when that spot was tickled.
That was a warning that she had given you with a non-threatening voice, which was extremely odd for Jordana, you thought, but you decided to heed her advice anyway. Though it didn't seem to help much, her anus kept on ominously rumbling and you heard massive groans coming from the other side, the noises it made could only be compared to that of old plumbing or that of an old ship's hull, either of them thousands of times amplified over, to the point it almost had an otherworldly quality to it, those sounded like the warning growls of a sealed Lovecraftian abomination.
"Listen... I could take you out..." Jordana then said
"...but... I think you know me enough... I'd really like it if you stayed..."
Just like that, you were given a little bit of hope only to have it completely dashed. You shook, and not from the constant rumbling resonating in front of you, you were shaking in fear.
"Jordana! It's going to kill me!" You shouted, but you weren't sure if your voice could even make it through so much fatty flesh encasing you and your immediate world.
"You know I love letting 'em rip on you squirt, don't you?" She giggled some more and sensually wiggled her hips, making her enormous cheeks wobble and jiggle like jell-o.
"Why is it that only Lillian gets to get away with it?" She then asked with a pouty face.
"And don't come at me with the 'but she's my best friend' bullshit... I mean, it's true... but she's not the only one that's protected you"
Your mind flashed back as you heard that, to earlier times...
According to your mom and Sheila, you've known Lillian practically since you were born, you two played together as soon as it was possible, and it also was a way for your mothers to ease a bit on their workload, as they could watch over two kids instead of just one, leaving the other mother free to do something else, or to rest. You can't fully consciously remember these things, but sometimes, in dreams even, blurry fragments come up, and they seemed to confirm it.
Since Sheila's house was effectively your second home, it was inevitable to meet Jordana, but your earliest memories of her were from kindergarten and onwards. Even back then, she was huge compared to you, and her chubby physique was just enough to be quite overbearing when she wanted to assert dominance, or do whatever, with you and Lillian. But there was truth to her previous claim.
Even though Lillian was the one who took upon the task of protecting you from Toxic Lily from a very early time, and later Emily, sometimes Lillian bit more than she could chew, and ended up getting beaten, usually by Lily pulling off some dirty trick or by getting her goons to assist her. And in many of those cases, when you thought you were royally screwed over, Jordana stepped in and became your unexpected savior, making short work of nearly literally anyone in her path. She made Toxic Lily seem like a joke, and she was perhaps one of the few people the perverse bully was truly terrified of.
In fact, Jordana's graduation and going to college was one of the things that emboldened Toxic Lily to resume harassing you, though Lillian often proved competent enough to stop her, and later, with Jen also coming along, she found yet another tough nemesis.
"Well, you know it's true... but I was kidding about that..." Jordana laughed a little
"Though still... I definitely want to rip a few on you" She said as the gurgling groans from her stomach got even louder, and the pressure in her gut was becoming too much to bear.
"I'll be fair, this is gonna earn you A LOT of points with me" She then said, as she couldn't keep holding her massive fart in for much longer.
"N-No!" Was all you managed to shout before the enormous sphincter opened and unleashed a world-ending gigantic blast of hot, pressurized gas, which blasted you with far more power than any hurricane winds you ever knew, while its humongous release was also accompanied by a booming shockwave followed by an incredibly loud thunderous roar, whose vibrations resonated around your entire body, making your bones ring as the soundwaves pushed through you.
The sheer size and weight of Jordana's cheeks pinned you in place, forcing you to take the full brunt of the massive blast, it felt like standing in front of thousands of rocket engines during takeoff, and also as if you were caught in the middle of the world's biggest tornado, or wind tunnel, which was disturbingly much closer to reality than you would've liked.
Jordana had just unleashed a truly massive fart even for her standards, it made her entire booty ripple much harder than even when she spanked herself. And she could feel the rumbling wind making her huge cheeks vibrate as it blasted through, warming her crack up, and also feeling your tiny form be pinned in place while her raging winds blew. The titanic blast lasted for well over a minute and half before slowly dying down.
"Geez, that was frickin' huge" She guiltily laughed, aware that she had singlehandedly sunk up your whole room with that fart alone, but she wasn't really bothered by her own smell.
"Blaise... after I'm done with this I might give you a reward..." She said. Her stomach, however, kept growling, it was far from pleased, even that enormous release wasn't quite enough to relieve its pressure.
"...If you even survive, that is..." Jordana said as she blasted you with a second, much louder and even longer monster of a fart, a near literal room-shaker, while you were merely a tenth of an inch tall in the depths of her crack...
"Ooh!" She shuddered from pleasure when she felt you pressed right against her 'backdoor', and it turned her on like nothing ever had before. Its pulsating twitches weren't even a conscious action on her part, but it was acting upon her desires, the little (to her) band of muscle eagerly pinching you and pulling you closer to its center. She couldn't help it at this point, you were going in whether you wanted or not, but she was hoping you were okay with it.
But then, her stomach began rumbling. Against your expectations, this had caught her off-guard too. She hadn't planned on farting on you... yet, at least. She tried holding it in, but massive bubbles were already gathering and going down farther south in her digestive tract, and the pressure they exerted on it quickly became rather painful. It wasn't like Jordana, someone used to wrestling and getting physically rough didn't have much of a tolerance for pain, but that which came from the inside was of a different kind, and she never really worried too much about it because normally she'd just let it rip right there and then.
She could act quickly and get you out before the 'bomb' went off, but she'd be lying to herself if she claimed that she didn't like unleashing her massive farts upon you. She'd even argue that she was into it before Lillian was by virtue of being older.
'Besides... if he's gonna spend more time in there he was gonna get farted on anyway...' She thought, but even she was aware she was betraying the trust you had placed on her, albeit unintentionally. She decided to try and play it differently however...
"Hey Blaise..." She said while trying to exercise a little self restraint, as her asshole, even now, was still trying to pull you in, despite the gurgling tremors coming from the other side. It almost felt like she had to actively suppress it, as if it had a will of its own, which briefly made her raise an eyebrow. But she paid that no further mind for the time being, and she continued.
"You know... I really loved the breakfast you made for me, seriously. It was delicious, better than the food we have at college..." She said just as her stomach's groans got louder, and it rumbled quite powerfully as well.
"But the thing is... eggs give me a lot of gas..." She giggled, and waited for a moment to let that sink in.
You panicked harder upon hearing that, while still struggling against her anus' attempts at pulling you in while trembling, its wrinkles soon puffed out and their rubbery mass felt taut, as it became crystal clear she was holding in a truly massive fart, even for her standards. You also raised an eyebrow... Just how long had you been 'exploring' her crack? It'd have to be a minimum of an hour or two for the food you made to kick in. You felt as if you had been hit with a bucket of freezing cold water, you couldn't be in a worse situation than this one, at that size, you were at the worst possible location and time.
"Jordana! Get me out please!" You banged on her anus, and despite your relatively insignificant size, it reacted to your touch and it gurgled more loudly, like a caged beast warning you not to bother it, which made you gulp in fear. Your surroundings then shook rather wildly, and could hear her muffled giggling.
"Don't tickle me in there squirt" Jordana said in between fits of laughter. She was far more ticklish in there than anyone would think, and in fact, it was intoxicatingly stimulating to her, but she could feel that her control over her huge booty weakened when that spot was tickled.
That was a warning that she had given you with a non-threatening voice, which was extremely odd for Jordana, you thought, but you decided to heed her advice anyway. Though it didn't seem to help much, her anus kept on ominously rumbling and you heard massive groans coming from the other side, the noises it made could only be compared to that of old plumbing or that of an old ship's hull, either of them thousands of times amplified over, to the point it almost had an otherworldly quality to it, those sounded like the warning growls of a sealed Lovecraftian abomination.
"Listen... I could take you out..." Jordana then said
"...but... I think you know me enough... I'd really like it if you stayed..."
Just like that, you were given a little bit of hope only to have it completely dashed. You shook, and not from the constant rumbling resonating in front of you, you were shaking in fear.
"Jordana! It's going to kill me!" You shouted, but you weren't sure if your voice could even make it through so much fatty flesh encasing you and your immediate world.
"You know I love letting 'em rip on you squirt, don't you?" She giggled some more and sensually wiggled her hips, making her enormous cheeks wobble and jiggle like jell-o.
"Why is it that only Lillian gets to get away with it?" She then asked with a pouty face.
"And don't come at me with the 'but she's my best friend' bullshit... I mean, it's true... but she's not the only one that's protected you"
Your mind flashed back as you heard that, to earlier times...
According to your mom and Sheila, you've known Lillian practically since you were born, you two played together as soon as it was possible, and it also was a way for your mothers to ease a bit on their workload, as they could watch over two kids instead of just one, leaving the other mother free to do something else, or to rest. You can't fully consciously remember these things, but sometimes, in dreams even, blurry fragments come up, and they seemed to confirm it.
Since Sheila's house was effectively your second home, it was inevitable to meet Jordana, but your earliest memories of her were from kindergarten and onwards. Even back then, she was huge compared to you, and her chubby physique was just enough to be quite overbearing when she wanted to assert dominance, or do whatever, with you and Lillian. But there was truth to her previous claim.
Even though Lillian was the one who took upon the task of protecting you from Toxic Lily from a very early time, and later Emily, sometimes Lillian bit more than she could chew, and ended up getting beaten, usually by Lily pulling off some dirty trick or by getting her goons to assist her. And in many of those cases, when you thought you were royally screwed over, Jordana stepped in and became your unexpected savior, making short work of nearly literally anyone in her path. She made Toxic Lily seem like a joke, and she was perhaps one of the few people the perverse bully was truly terrified of.
In fact, Jordana's graduation and going to college was one of the things that emboldened Toxic Lily to resume harassing you, though Lillian often proved competent enough to stop her, and later, with Jen also coming along, she found yet another tough nemesis.
"Well, you know it's true... but I was kidding about that..." Jordana laughed a little
"Though still... I definitely want to rip a few on you" She said as the gurgling groans from her stomach got even louder, and the pressure in her gut was becoming too much to bear.
"I'll be fair, this is gonna earn you A LOT of points with me" She then said, as she couldn't keep holding her massive fart in for much longer.
"N-No!" Was all you managed to shout before the enormous sphincter opened and unleashed a world-ending gigantic blast of hot, pressurized gas, which blasted you with far more power than any hurricane winds you ever knew, while its humongous release was also accompanied by a booming shockwave followed by an incredibly loud thunderous roar, whose vibrations resonated around your entire body, making your bones ring as the soundwaves pushed through you.
The sheer size and weight of Jordana's cheeks pinned you in place, forcing you to take the full brunt of the massive blast, it felt like standing in front of thousands of rocket engines during takeoff, and also as if you were caught in the middle of the world's biggest tornado, or wind tunnel, which was disturbingly much closer to reality than you would've liked.
Jordana had just unleashed a truly massive fart even for her standards, it made her entire booty ripple much harder than even when she spanked herself. And she could feel the rumbling wind making her huge cheeks vibrate as it blasted through, warming her crack up, and also feeling your tiny form be pinned in place while her raging winds blew. The titanic blast lasted for well over a minute and half before slowly dying down.
"Geez, that was frickin' huge" She guiltily laughed, aware that she had singlehandedly sunk up your whole room with that fart alone, but she wasn't really bothered by her own smell.
"Blaise... after I'm done with this I might give you a reward..." She said. Her stomach, however, kept growling, it was far from pleased, even that enormous release wasn't quite enough to relieve its pressure.
"...If you even survive, that is..." Jordana said as she blasted you with a second, much louder and even longer monster of a fart, a near literal room-shaker, while you were merely a tenth of an inch tall in the depths of her crack...
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May 12, 2023
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