Storing Fuel For Later (kinked edition), path 1×1 Giantess/Shrinking & Farts chapter 43 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.

The kitchen was filled with the rank and raunchy mixture of Sheila and Lillian's anal aromata, but neither of the two gassy giantesses opened up a window even as they started digging in to their piles of delicious, gas-inducing food. The 'official' reasoning was that they'd decided to continue their little 'competition' by seeing who could last the longest before they couldn't stand the smell anymore, but Sheila knew better: she and her daughter were simply both too turned on after their little bit of fun together to want to vent out the mixed smell of their farts.

(That, and she figured it couldn't hurt to enjoy a bit of the same thing you did with her… and most likely with Lillian the other day, from what the single mother of two could tell.)

Your Auntie was still very curious as to what happened between you and Lillian at the beach that resulted in this awkward radio silence between you—and, she suspected, helped you discover your fetish—but she decided to put that on hold for now. She could always ask you later before getting back into the fun; she got the feeling the story would really help 'set the mood' for the rest.

She'd always used to fantasize about 'secret escapades' with cute boys when she was younger—it was part of why she'd gone into exotic dancing during high school, after all—and although she'd never even dared to think about trying it with your dad even when she'd had a crush on him—at least, not after he got together with your mom—ever since you'd started growing into an attractive young man, she'd been unable to stop noticing how much you looked like your father when he was your age, as well as how much of a point Lillian had made of dropping 'hints' together with farts around and even on you. She was surprised to find that had reawakened that side of her—she had let it lie for years until that point, as she focused on her responsibilities as a single mother of two—as well as awakening another one she'd never known she had.

She'd fallen in love with Mexican food ever since she and your mom first met in high school, right after both their families moved to the US from Brazil and Mexico respectively. It had made her super gassy, of course—even as her new staple diet had filled out her curves in all the best ways for her job at the time, helping her make as much money from it a she did—but it wasn't until around when she realised Lillian was showing off her sexual interest in you that way that she found herself thinking about how fun it would be to 'cut loose' around and on you like that, too… and if you might actually have already liked it coming from her specifically, even before you could have understood what that meant, based on your 'antics' as a kid.

So, when you'd shown up at her door this morning looking a little flustered and proving more easily distracted than usual, given what little context she could intuit from Lillian's behavior the last few days beforehand, she just couldn't resist teasing you just a little bit—especially since you'd been the sole object of her fantasies that way for a while, as well as for her newer one that her daughter had awakened through her own antics.

All of that was why she was so eager to offer to indulge you as well, when you effectively confessed to her that Lillian's efforts over the past several years had finally paid off… and why she was so curious about whether or not her theory was correct (as she sometimes liked to imagine over the past few years).

Oh sure, she was surprised at how much the idea turned her on when she asked you, but that was mainly because of the fact she was actually finally doing it with you then and discovered that, yes, she did in fact really like farting on you—in a way she'd never thought would be possible, no less, let alone as absolutely sexy as it was.

That makes three kinks I have now, all centred on Blaise…

As she quietly reflected on all of this while eating the fourth of her fresh and girthy homemade burritos, sitting comfortably with you having shuffled back up against her tender pucker—though you were probably just enjoying the leftover smell for now, based on how relaxed you were down there—she wondered how and when she should approach Lillian about what exactly had happened that got her like this.

She might have been more than happily having some fun with her daughter's crush, and maybe a part of her really liked the idea of having you all (or at least mainly) to herself… but again, this was her daughter she was talking about.

Although, if the three of you ended up secretly in a threesome—as she suspected Lillian might have fantasized about as well, given how much she got turned on by her own mother's farts—she wouldn't complain in the slightest. Jordana seemed to have a thing for you, too, even if she showed it in a somewhat different way…

As these thoughts came to her mind, she started wondering if she should confess her own dirty little secrets to you too, once the two of you were alone again. Just like whatever happened on the beach, it was bound to get you riled up the same way your story might do her.

Just then, she realised how to make sure, and a teasing grin came upon her mature features…