A Summoning Gone Wrong!
by KaryVD

"Guys? What the fuck are we doing here?" Andrew said angrily "Stacy's having a god damn fucking party and we're hanging out in a god damn cemetery!" He threw his arms up into the air, waving them around to emphasize his point. "Do you see the fucking problem here?! Come on! I wanna get fucking laid tonight!"

John looked up at him, with an annoyed look on his face. "Trust me! If this works you'll get all the fucking pussy you could ever want!" He said with a lecherous smile. John opened his backpack and pulled out a rusty crowbar. He twirled it around in his hands and smiled. "This will be the best night of our lives." He said confidently as he smashed the lock on the Mausoleum.

"Aww man, I don't wanna fuck anything in there..." Muttered Kevin, as he peeked into the dusty tomb. He looked at John and shook his head. "Can't we just do this in my base-."

John quickly shushed Kevin and made his way into the mausoleum, placing his backpack on the coffin in the center. "We have to do it in a cemetery. Something about dimensional rifts here being weak or something." John stopped, pulling out a small black book from his bag. "Besides, is that really what your worried about? Succubi are supposed to be the universal masters of sex and pleasure! Now gimme the chalk."

Kevin mumbled something about a waste of time but complied, handing the chalk to John and shuffling about the tomb anxiously. Andrew shook his head and pulled out his iPhone, redirecting his attention to something more worthwhile. Like porn.

John laid the book out and studied the summoning circle described within. He slowly drew out the circle, intricately copying the image onto the coffin. About a half hour later, John stood up and admired his work, confident that his circle was perfect! "What's it look like?" He asked Andrew.

"It looks like a fucking circle." He replied, annoyed that his porn had been interrupted. "Are you done now? Come on! I'm fucking dying over here!" He said, grabbing his crotch and thrusting.

"Yes...it should be done now." John said, double checking the image one more time. "Ok, I think all that's left is to read the incantation!"

Kevin looked anxious and stepped forward, attempting to dissuade John. "Umm...are you sure we should do this?"

John placed his hand on Kevins shoulder reassuringly. "Trust me! I know for a fact this works!" He said, winking at Kevin.

Kevin shuddered and backed away, ready to run for the door if needed. Andrew, continued to watch his porn.

"Na jaarlan tsar vigis, Pakliol ta kair korac!" John took a deep breath and repeated the incantation "Na jaarlan tsar vigis, Pakliol ta kair korac!" He took another deep breath and repeated once more "Na jaarlan tsar vigis, Pakliol ta kair korac!"

The circle began to shine, filling the mausoleum with a bright white light. Kevin screamed and tripped over his own feet while trying to run for the door. Andrew was finally drawn away from his porn and looked at John, completely stupefied. John meanwhile watched, amazed at his own mastery of magic!

The circle then flashed, blinding everyone for just a moment. When Johns vision returned to him he saw a girl, sitting on the coffin with a surprised look on her face. "What the..." She said, almost amusingly.

"Holy Shit! That fucking vodoo magic bullshit worked?!" Andrew shouted, amazed.

"Shut up!" John hissed at Andrew. He needed to cast a spell of protection, something that would prevent the demon from harming them. He noted that this succubus was completely different from the one he had encountered a week ago, when the seller of the book had preformed a live demonstration. Whereas the last one was pale with a gigantic pair of tits and ass, this one was tanned with short red hair and an average pair of tits and a slightly above average ass. Really nice face though, with bright green eyes that John could get lost into...

John shook his head and pulled up the book. "Soth jishrah igiria aran! Soth jishrah igiri-"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" The demon shouted, covering her ears. "Jeez! You are really bad at his magic stuff aren't you!" With her tail she quickly snatched the book out of John's hands and brought it towards her. "Hmmm...You were trying to summon succubi? With that lousy pronunciation!"

“You- Your not a succubus?” John asked confused. “But I said the incantation just like its descr-”

“No, you said Na jaarlan tsar vigis, Pakliol ta kair korac. What you were supposed to say was Naa jaahrlan syar yigiis, Pakliole taa kaiir kooraac! Now that would have gotten you a succubus!” The demon said in a cheery manner. “To be honest, with your awful spell casting you wouldn’t have attracted the attention of any succubi, It only got mine because it was so awfully done, I just had to see for myself who was responsible!”

John's face turned red with anger as Andrew burst out laughing. “Jaysus Johnny! You can't do anything right can you!”

“Shut up!” John yelled, trying to regain his composure. “Well, if your not a succubus than what the hell are you?”

“My name is Melisandraste de Kyntling Essar Mes'Andura. But you can call me Mel instead.” She smiled at the three of them and snapped her fingers, magically shutting the mausoleum doors. “And I'm not a sex-demon, more of a um.....fart-demon.” She said, her smile showing a hint of malice.

“Fart-demo-?”

FRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAABBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTPPPTTTPTPTPTTPTP!!!!

The trumpeting sound of an 8-second fart echoed throughout the mausoleum, filling it with an otherworldly stink that sent the three to their knees. Kevin squirmed about, pushing against the door with all his might. John gagged and choked, struggling to remember the spell of banishment. Andrew's eyes watered and he quickly hopped back onto his feet and raised his fists.

"You stinking bitch!” Andrew cried as he swung his fist at Mel, aiming right for her nose.

Mel quickly moved her head out of the way and grabbed Andrew's arm. “Resorting to violence already? What's the matter? Can't handle a single fart?” She smiled, revealing her pointed teeth and pulled sharply, throwing Andrew of balance and sending him smashing face first onto the stone coffin. And before Andrew could recover, Mel pulled again, stuffing his face into Mel's bum. “Here! Have some straight from the source!”

PFFFFRRAAPFFFTT!! BRRPpPPPPpfffTttt! FFBBBBLLLRRRABBbMMMFFfPPpTTT!!

Three thick, noxious clouds of gas, each one smelling like hell attacked Andrew's senses unmercifully. He twitched, struggled, coughed and gagged, trying his best to escape the demons grip but found that Mel was a lot stronger then she looked.

Mel chuckled and turned, seeing Kevin still struggling with the doors. “Hey! Leaving so soon? Slime!” She shouted, pointing her fingers at Kevin. Jets of foul smelling green slime sprayed out of her fingers, pinning Kevin to the wall.

John grabbed his crowbar and swung it at Mel's head, who quickly twisted out of the way. Mel kicked Andrew off the coffin, sending him crashing to the floor and quickly ducked away from Johns second swing.

John prepared to swing again when he suddenly made eye contact with Mel. He stopped, frozen in his tracks as his brain desperately tried telling his body to swing. He felt as if all thoughts of fighting back were slowly melting away.

“Good, now why don't you just stand in that corner over there and be quiet for a while.” Mel said, her eyes remaining locked onto John's.

“Go fuck yourself you fart-bitch!” Was what John wanted to say. Instead what came out was “Grrrfrrkkyyrrslfyyuuffrrrbbtiit” His mouth had stopped working and his traitorous legs slowly guided his body to the corner of the room where he remained, unable to move or speak.

Mel winked at John and blew him a kiss. “I'll take care of you real soon.” She said reassuringly.

Meanwhile, Andrew had made it back up and roared, swinging his fist into the back of Mel's head. *CRACK* Andrew roared with pain and pulled his broken hand back. It felt like he had just punched an unyielding steel wall. Mel hadn't even flinched or shown any reaction to Andrew's attack other then a look of minor annoyance.

“Someone needs to curb your violent tendencies.” Mel said, using her tail to wrap around Andrew's legs throwing him onto the floor again. “And I think I know just the thing!” She whipped her tail around, smacking him on the face and emitting a bright, blinding light.

When his vision returned, John stared at Andrew with a look of utter shock. He had been shrunken to the size of a GI-Joe action figure. Andrew however was even more shocked. He had always been the big, tough guy of the three and now he was as helpless as a mouse. He looked up at Mel and bolted, trying to find any crack or opening he could use to get out.

“Not so fast!” Mel said softly, her tail darting forward and wrapping around Andrew's body, lifting him up and placing him gently on the coffin. “Aww, your so tiny!”

“Go fuck yourself you bitch! Turn me back to normal!' He cried, his voice coming out as tiny little squeaks.

“What was that?” Mel asked “Oh, you want me to sit on you and fart while I decide what to do with your friends? Okay! If that's what you want!” She said pushing Andrew onto his back,

“Nooooooo!” He cried, as he was slowly smothered under Mel's ass disappearing completely from view.

BLLLLLRRRBLLLFFFFRRRPPPTTTTTT!!!!!

Mel sighed as she let out a bubbly sounding fart, accompanied by the tiny squeakings of Andrew. “Mmmm, he feels really nice down there, with all his squirming and screaming...” She closed her eyes and wiggled her butt back and forth, letting out several smaller farts at the same time.

Andrew was in hell, feeling the cold hard stone coffin, painfully pressing against him from below while Mel's almost impossibly soft ass crushed him from above, dropping fart after fart after fart onto his helpless form.

Mel span around, letting out another long bassy fart until she came face to face with John. “Now...what to do with you...” She said, resting her chin on one hand as if in deep thought.”Hmmm. All the possibilities.....”

FLLLRRRRBBBBFFFTTTT!! PFFFFFFFOOOFFFRRRPPPTTT!!!! BLORRFFFRRPPTTT!!!

Three more farts erupted out of Mel's ass, and John could feel the heat and smell the stink of what he could only describe as “vegan-farts” only much, much worse. He couldn’t imagine what Andrew must have been going through, taking everything at point blank range.

“Ah! I think I got it!” She said, hopping off Andrew's unconscious body. John shuddered, seeing visible stink lines emanating from Andrews tiny body. Mel span around, showing off her butt and slowly lowered her pants, giving John a pleasant strip tease. “Lets hope you last longer then your friend here. On your knees! Now!” she commanded.

John fought with all of his might, trying desperately to keep himself from kneeling. But his body wouldn’t listen and his knees buckled, placing his face right in front of Mel's butt. He struggled, trying to move, trying to do anything but his body simply refused to listen.

“Go ahead! Give it a touch!” Mel said, wiggling her booty around.

John's hands slowly began rising, and despite his desperate attempts to stop he grabbed each cheek with his hands. Good god they were soft, the softest, plushiest things that John had ever had the pleasure to touch.

“Mmmm...now, go put your face in it.” Mel said, her tail gently rubbing John's head.

John could only watch with horror as he slowly pressed his face into Mel's butt, parting her cheeks with his nose. He tried twisting away, holding his breath but nothing worked. Soon he couldn’t see or feel anything but Mel's divine ass.

“Now, I want you to beg me to fart on your face.” Mel said, snapping her fingers and giving John the ability to speak again.

“GO FU-MMPH!” John wasn't able to finish his sentence as Mel aggressively forced his face deeper into her bum, cutting off all air. He tried desperately to get air but the only thing he had control of was his mouth, and every time he tried opening it, he got nothing but ass. Soon his head was flashing with pain as Mel kept him smothered, without air for almost two minutes. He could feel himself slowly losing consciousness but right before he blacked out, Mel released him, allowing him to breath.

“DAMN YO-” John tried again to resist, only to be shoved back into Mel's ass once more.

“You know, I can do this all night if I have to.” Mel said in a sing song voice. “But it wouldn’t be fair to your friend over there.” She gestured towards Kevin, who was still pinned to the wall and sobbing slightly. “So get to it and beg already...” She pulled John out of her ass once more.

John looked up at Mel, completely defeated. He figured he might as well get it over with and go to sleep. “Please...Mel...fart on my face.”

“Louder!”

“Please Mel, fart on my face.” John repeated.

“Come on! Louder! Like you mean it!”

“PLEASE MEL! FART ON MY-MMPH!!”

“Jeez, no need to yell! If you wanted it that badly you could have just asked!” Mel cackled as she stuffed John's nose right up against her anus.

PfffffffffrrrrrrrooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssshhhhhhhhtttttt!!!

Mel's cheeks vibrated, slapping Johns face as a twenty second stream of gas slowly wormed it's way out from the depths of hell itself and right into John's lungs. It was a smell that he would remember for the rest of his life. A smell so bad and indescribable that John's brain hurt trying to comprehend it. He remained conscious for just a few seconds into the blast before blacking out and falling into a fart induced coma.

Mel sniffed the air deeply, admiring her own smell. “Oh...that was...AMAZING!” She cried out excitedly. She tossed John to the side and spent the next few minutes basking in the afterglow of her fart.

Then she turned her attention towards Kevin. “Don't think I've forgotten about you darling!”

The slime pinning Kevin to the wall quickly dribbled away, releasing Kevin who cried out with fear and immediately rolled up into a ball, whimpering and hoping he would wake up from this smelly nightmare.

Mel walked over to Kevin and gently placed her hands on his shoulders. “Shhh, don't worry. I promise I won't hurt you...”

Kevin looked up at Mel with pleading eyes and she looked down at him with a cheery smile. He slowly unrolled himself and Mel quickly helped him onto his feet.

“There we go.” She said smiling at Kevin. “Now down you go!” She yelled, pushing Kevin backwards onto the stone coffin. He closed his eyes and braced for impact with the hard rock surface of the coffin and was surprised when he ended up sinking into a very soft, comfortable silky mattress. Mel was on top of him before he could move, whispering into his ears. “Trust me, I promise, this won't hurt at all.”

Kevin could only whimper as Mel tied him down with smooth velvet ropes, tightly binding him to the bed. Mel smiled and sat on his chest gently, pointing her butt at Kevins head. She closed her eyes and pushed FFRRRRRMMMBBLLLFFFFFFTTTTT!!!!! letting out a thick, hot eggy fart onto Kevin's chest.

“Mmmmm! That smells great! Don't you agree?” Mel asked Kevin, wiggling her butt around while waiting for an answer.

Kevin nodded weakly, far to afraid of offending Mel to do otherwise. Mel smiled and slowly moved her butt up Kevin's chest until it rested gently on Kevin's face. She wiggled her ass around, slowly making herself comfortable.

“I'm glad you agree with me!” Mel pressed her ass down, smothering Kevin's face but leaving a tiny little pocket of air right where his nose was, allowing him to take short, stinky breaths. “You know why I love farting so much? Aside from the feeling of relief it gives you and the wonderful sounds and smells?”

Kevin shook his head, the fart tainted air he was breathing slowly making him light headed.

Fffllllbbrrrppptttt!!!

A small fart forced it's way right up Kevin's unprepared nose, causing him to gag audibly.

“Sounds like your a liar! I guess you don't really enjoy my farts? Oh well...” She sat down, this time completely smothering him. “Anyways, back to what I was saying before. I love farting because I think it's the most intimate thing I can do. I mean, any demon, girl or whatever and whoever can fuck you. Everyone does it! But farting? Farts are like my secret, inner essence. They can be used to punish...or pleasure. What would you like? Punishment? Or pleasure?”

Unfortunately for Kevin he was far to busy trying to stay alive to listen to anything Mel had to say. When Mel finally lifted her ass off his face all he could think about was getting oxygen, even if it was tainted by Mel's ambient stink.

“Well? What do you want?” Mel asked, looking down at Kevin.

“What?” He replied, confused. “C-could you repeat that?”

Mel's smile rapidly disappeared, being replaced by a scowl. “Punishment it is then.”

She sat back down again, partially smothering him, covering his mouth but leaving his eyes and nose exposed. Mel rubbed her belly, eliciting a few ominous growls that paralyzed Kevin with fear.

FFFFVVVVVVRRRRMBBBBBLLRRRRRRFFBBLLLLRRRGGLLLLLPPPPFFRRAAPPPTTTT!!!

Kevin screamed, the cheesy fart washing over his face like a tidal wave of nasty. It was so thick he could almost feel it flowing across his face and into his nose. The smell of cheese, tainted by this demons ass was almost to much for Kevin and he was sure that he would never be able to wash it out of his skin.

Pffftt!

Suddenly everything changed and the horrid smell was almost instantly replaced and overpowered by the nicest thing he had ever smelt. He felt like ecstatic, the sweet smell of that tiny fart giving him a high beyond all highs. His brain was slowly enveloped with pleasure and he began sniffing deeply, trying to get more and more.

BBBRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTT!!!

And with another fart, all that was wiped away as he was slapped back into reality by another thick, meaty fart that immediately dispelled all of the effects of the previous one. His eye's went wide and he tried screaming, only to be muffled by Mel's ass. Twisted around, trying to throw Mel of him as the stink invaded his senses relentlessly.

“See what I could have given you?” Mel asked, taking in a deep breath of her fart. “I could have taken you to the highest of high's made you feel things that you couldn’t even dream of.” She smiled “Oh well, I still do enjoy some good old fashion fart torture!”

PPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT-FFFFPPPPPPBBBBRRPPPPPbLLLEEEEeEeessssshhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Another fart, this time smelling like Kevin had decided to dive face first in a vat of military grade stink bombs. He retched and cried, hoping he could just pass out and end his suffering.

“And now! For the grand finale! Don't pass out to quickly darling! You don't want to miss this!” Mel shouted, working herself up for the final fart.

Kevin weakly struggled, and looked up at Mel in horror.

PpppffffffffrrrrrrrrmbbbbbbbbleeerrrrffffffrrrrrrRRRAAAAAAAAAAFFFFFFPPPPPPPBBBBBRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRAAAPPPTTTTT-pfffffffffsssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHRRRBBPPTT!!! FFFFFFFFFFFFFLOOOOOooooooooooobbbbbbbbboBOOOOOOOooooobtppttptptptptptptptptptpt!!! FRRAPPTT! PRRRRPPPPPTTTT!! BRAPPPTTTT!!! PFFFFFRRRRRPPPTTT!! VLLRBLRLBLBRLBRLBLRBLRLBRLBRLBLLBRTTTTT!!!

Kevin, somehow miraculously managed to stay conscious for the first thirty seconds of Mel's grand finale. His senses being assaulted by what seemed like hundreds and hundreds of awful smells all at once. His brain, unable to handle to sensory overload quickly sputtered and crapped out, finally ending Kevin's torture.

Mel remained seated on Kevin's face, admiring her handiwork. She breathed in her stink deeply, enjoying the combination of smells now trapped in the mausoleum. After a few more minutes she finally hopped of Kevin's unconscious body and smiled, viewing the damage she had wrought.

She bent over and picked up Andrew, who had just started to wake up again. He opened his eyes and screamed and struggled, trying to break free of her grasp. Mel gave Andrew an evil smile “I think I'll take you with me. As a souvenir or something.” She shoved him into his cheeks and pulled up her pants, trapping him within.

Mel yawned, stretched her arms and snapped her fingers. One of the mausoleum walls melted away and formed a large portal. And with one final fart directed at the others, she smiled and hopped through, returning to her world.

The End.