Your Auntie Lets You Have It (kinked edition), path 1×1 Giantess/Shrinking & Farts chapter 37 by Sex-Caliber

NOTE: This path follows an alternate version of another path by NotOnTime, with new context from the previous path influencing the way the events play out. The chapters are thus titled accordingly. Just putting this here for transparency's sake.

Finally embracing your newfound passion, you started sniffing as much as you could of the gas that she'd just released all over your shrunken body, eagerly taking in the beany, savory smell coming from inside her bowels. There was so much that you could obviously never sniff it all up at your size, but your lungs were practically getting nothing else—except what they needed to ensure you weren't suffocating—so you weren't complaining at all.

So good, you thought. Auntie's farts smell so good… I wanna sniff it all up…

Obviously it smelled awful, but you were so turned on by and so used to the stink of a woman's farts from Lillian that your mind was just registering Sheila's fart smell as 'good', especially because of the hint of what she'd eaten that had made her so gassy to begin with.

I wonder if I could get all the nutrients I need at this size just from breathing in her farts? I could live off of her ass and nothing else…

"Hoof… My, that smells so bad~" Sheila chuckled as she took a whiff of her own gas. "Are you really enjoying this, Blaise? It must be so much more intense for you, especially at point blank range…"

Another kiss on her booty answered her question in the affirmative. "My, my… You really like your Auntie's big booty that much, huh~?"

Something about that actually turned her on: Blaise, her daughter's cute best friend, her best friend Miriam's cute son, her cute teenage boy neighbour who she'd known since before he was even born, liked her ass so much that he even liked when she farted on him!

Reminds me of years ago…

"Mh~ I know you said this was a new thing for you, sweetie…" she said, before pushing out another loud, prolonged fart. "But I wonder—you remember when you were a little kid, how you used to hug me from behind all the time? I always farted right in your cute little face, even when I didn't mean to at first."

Another kiss—a little closer to her most sensitive spot than before—answered her again a few moments after she pushed out another seconds-long fart (no doubt preceded by you sniffing as much as you could), sending a slight but noticeable feeling of pleasure up her butt.

Is he… digging his way deeper in? She wondered, finding herself quite flustered and more than a little aroused at the mental image of you pushing your way down her cheeks to her smouldering butthole, hungry for more of her booty stink (and not realising that most of this was just gravity pulling you down as she gave it to you). She placed a hand on the cheek you'd just kissed, rubbing it softly to calm herself a little and to make sure she had your attention.

"I remember that you only really stopped when you grew too tall for that… And that you always seemed more bothered by your mom or sister or my daughters letting it rip around you than by me. Or am I misreading that?"

You didn't respond this time. Is he just thinking about it? Or maybe he's just a little confused as to where this is going…

"I can't help but wonder…" she elaborates, cutting herself off with another long, loud fart before continuing. "… Could it be that you've always been into my farts in particular, and you maybe didn't realise it until now?"

She was surprised to find how much the thought actually really turned her on.

Meanwhile, you were still processing her question even as you kept sniffing up her plentiful gas. In normal circumstances, your answer would have been a simple "no", but your circumstances as of late had been far from normal; and right now, you were actually of a mind to entertain the thought a little—especially given that you'd just been thinking about those times with some fondness as well…