Jen rips a bubbly one while still not knowing t...
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 8
As you were flung face first straight into Jen's sweaty buttcrack, the excessive amounts of greasy sweat drooling along her chubby cheeks did nothing to halt your flight into it's very depths, as you quickly found yourself being completely enveloped in the oily substance. It didn't take long until you saw Jen's gargantuan sphincter ahead of you, glistening and shining while it flexed rapidly as streams of sweat were squeezed through it's wrinkles.
Screaming in sheer panic, you unavoidably had to swallow several mouthfuls of Jen's nasty buttsweat as it reeked of stale farts. Before you inevitably crashed straight into her chunky asshole, sticking to it like a piece of gum as her asshole wobbled around and twitched rapidly, tossing you around as if it was overcome with joy for it's new playmate.
Meanwhile, Lillian had generously handed a fat, sloppy burrito to her friend, drooling with grease, beans and chilli sauce as the bread had a tough time containing it's overflowing contents. Jen greedily licked her plump lips. With Blaise nowhere to be seen, she had no reason to worry about her excessive flatulence. She just had to make sure that she pushed it all out before he'd come back.
Jen opened her maw as she chomped down a hefty chunk of the burrito, a slight groan escaped her lips as she pushed the food down her throat. Jen knew what was about to happen as she licked her lips, grinding her fat behind into the seat as she clenched her asshole with anticipation. Unknowingly squirting some more of her stale buttsweat down your throat.
Jen would let out an excited grunt as she could hear the rumbles and groans rolling down her lower intestines, as she'd reach her hand behind her back and grab the back of her bikini bottom, pulling it up into a taut wedgie as you were squashed into the center of her sphincter.
"J-just give me a heads-up if you see Blaise, I really don't want him to smell my farts." Jen sighed as she flexed her meaty sphincter, causing it to dome out significantly. You'd try to wriggle and squirm, but her oily sweat gripped you tight as you couldn't move a muscle. All you could think of was to scream. "JEEEEE---" You were abruptly cut off as Jen let out a grunt, her asshole doming out significantly before it'd fling wide open and a rancid fart pummeled through her flapping backdoor, spewing a destructive mixture of burrito farts and stale buttsweat into your gaping mouth, Jen would pull the wedgie further, grinding her ass back and forth as her thong (and by extent, you) slid along her oily asshole
You could only cough and wheeze in response as you took the entirety of Jen's noxious fart head-on, feeling the gaseous fumes force their way down your throat as your eyes started to water. The stench it produced was impossible to describe, as there was no word in the english dictionary to describe an odor that disgusting, and the taste was even more foul.
"It's all good, Jen. I don't see Blaise anywhere." Lillian giggled, giving Jen's cheek a firm pat as her entire booty wobbled and clapped together in response.
Lillian was somewhat surprised how just a few bites of a burrito would cause all this, but she didn't mind it one bit. In fact, she found it hillarious.
Jen would eventually let go of her bottom, letting it fling back down into it's usual position as you felt the pressure loosen against her asshole, but you were still firmly glued against Jen's grimy backdoor.
Your cries gone unheard.
Jen feel something prodding and tickling her asshole, much to Lillian's enjoyment, but she's too occupied with enjoying her burrito to give it any real attention, and instead decided a quick scratching and a couple of farts should relieve the feeling.
Lillian, the good samaritan.
Lillian, suggesting they couldn't just sit there and wait for Blaise for who knows how long. And instead decided that they should find something fun to do in the meantime. Unknown to Jen, though. Lillian was looking for something to make your time in Jen's rear even worse.
Screaming in sheer panic, you unavoidably had to swallow several mouthfuls of Jen's nasty buttsweat as it reeked of stale farts. Before you inevitably crashed straight into her chunky asshole, sticking to it like a piece of gum as her asshole wobbled around and twitched rapidly, tossing you around as if it was overcome with joy for it's new playmate.
Meanwhile, Lillian had generously handed a fat, sloppy burrito to her friend, drooling with grease, beans and chilli sauce as the bread had a tough time containing it's overflowing contents. Jen greedily licked her plump lips. With Blaise nowhere to be seen, she had no reason to worry about her excessive flatulence. She just had to make sure that she pushed it all out before he'd come back.
Jen opened her maw as she chomped down a hefty chunk of the burrito, a slight groan escaped her lips as she pushed the food down her throat. Jen knew what was about to happen as she licked her lips, grinding her fat behind into the seat as she clenched her asshole with anticipation. Unknowingly squirting some more of her stale buttsweat down your throat.
Jen would let out an excited grunt as she could hear the rumbles and groans rolling down her lower intestines, as she'd reach her hand behind her back and grab the back of her bikini bottom, pulling it up into a taut wedgie as you were squashed into the center of her sphincter.
"J-just give me a heads-up if you see Blaise, I really don't want him to smell my farts." Jen sighed as she flexed her meaty sphincter, causing it to dome out significantly. You'd try to wriggle and squirm, but her oily sweat gripped you tight as you couldn't move a muscle. All you could think of was to scream. "JEEEEE---" You were abruptly cut off as Jen let out a grunt, her asshole doming out significantly before it'd fling wide open and a rancid fart pummeled through her flapping backdoor, spewing a destructive mixture of burrito farts and stale buttsweat into your gaping mouth, Jen would pull the wedgie further, grinding her ass back and forth as her thong (and by extent, you) slid along her oily asshole
You could only cough and wheeze in response as you took the entirety of Jen's noxious fart head-on, feeling the gaseous fumes force their way down your throat as your eyes started to water. The stench it produced was impossible to describe, as there was no word in the english dictionary to describe an odor that disgusting, and the taste was even more foul.
"It's all good, Jen. I don't see Blaise anywhere." Lillian giggled, giving Jen's cheek a firm pat as her entire booty wobbled and clapped together in response.
Lillian was somewhat surprised how just a few bites of a burrito would cause all this, but she didn't mind it one bit. In fact, she found it hillarious.
Jen would eventually let go of her bottom, letting it fling back down into it's usual position as you felt the pressure loosen against her asshole, but you were still firmly glued against Jen's grimy backdoor.
Your cries gone unheard.
Jen feel something prodding and tickling her asshole, much to Lillian's enjoyment, but she's too occupied with enjoying her burrito to give it any real attention, and instead decided a quick scratching and a couple of farts should relieve the feeling.
Lillian, the good samaritan.
Lillian, suggesting they couldn't just sit there and wait for Blaise for who knows how long. And instead decided that they should find something fun to do in the meantime. Unknown to Jen, though. Lillian was looking for something to make your time in Jen's rear even worse.
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May 12, 2023
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