Goddess Rose
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION, FART TORTURE, AND POOP. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

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I woke in a cold sweat; my body was full of fear and farts. The previous night I found myself trapped under the ass of a Goddess. Goddess Rosalyn. Oh god, even thinking her name brought back horrors of her stench. She had stayed up all night and farted in my face...maybe even more. But she was gone now...I was all alone. Had this simply been a nightmare?

PPPPPLLLLLLLAPPPPPTTTT!.....guess again.

I shivered as the fart echoed through the hallways. Only a being as powerful as Goddess Rosalyn could produce such a sound. But to my suprise, someone else walked through the halls. She was a cute blonde, my height, with light brown skin. She wore yoga pants and a crew t-shirt. She walked to my door and opened my cell. I got a look at her perfect figure...she could be a model in the 50’s. Not too skinny, not too plump. Just perfect.

“Morning slave. I am Goddess Rose,” cooed the creature. I was dismayed...this was a goddess? She was my size, and half the butt weight of Goddess Rosalyn. “I don’t have time to play around. Let’s begin.” I watched as Goddess Rose sat her petite little ass on my face. I was actually quite comfy. She didn’t overbear on me like Goddess Rosalyn did; her yoga pants were also a nice fit on my face. BBBBBBLLLLAAAAARRRRTT! Goddess Rose let loose. I was in a hurricane of eggs and beans...however, it was manageable. It was like the beauty of her ass blocked out the smell. PLLLLLAAAARRRRT! Now that you mention it, Rose’s farts weren’t as strong as Goddess Rosalyn’s.

“I don’t hear you sniffing slave.” said Goddess Rose. She flicked my left nut. I flinched, but it wasn’t that bad… all considering, Goddess Rosalyn nearly punched my balls before. BBBBBLLLLLbbbbbbbttttttTTTTTT!! Her fart rang true and I dutifully sniffed. PPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOTTT! That one shook her ass and she giggled. Between the coughs, I joined her. Despite her, “hobby”, she seemed like a cute girl. PPPPPRRRAAABBBBBBBTTT! “Slave! Keep sniffing!” she yelled, following it with a strong ripper. BBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLBBBBBBTTTT! I sniffed away. Maybe I was crazy, but it was too late. I was loving every minute under her. That would prove to be a mistake.

“Ew, what the hell?! MOM!” screamed Rose. “What’s wrong Goddess Rose?” I asked sweetly. She didn’t speak to me, only farted in my face for a reply. I sniffed in pleasure. “What is it daughter?” I heard. Wait, I knew that voice. “Mom, he has a boner! What am I doing wrong?” Said Rose with concern. She got off my face and looked at my boner in disgust. I was too high on fart fumes to think when I blurted, “Nothing, Goddess Rose, it’s wonder-”. I stopped dead in my tracks. Towering over me was Goddess Rosalyn.

I gazed up at her tree sized figure. But only for a second. She was quick to turn around. I cowered in fear, remembering the power her ass could bring. “Watch carefully sweety,” said Goddess Rosalyn, shaking her mighty butt for emphasis. I held my breath, but surprisingly, she sat on my hips. All the blood going to my legs was instantaneously lost. However, my dick was a different story. I was rock hard beneath Goddess Rosalyn’s mighty ass cheeks..maybe, if I shifted, I could plant it inside her-

BBBBBBBBBLLLLLAAAAARRRPPPPTPTTTTTTAABBBBPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT…..

It was the most magnificent fart I had ever endured, lasting over 15 seconds. I was surprised and beyond…

PPLLLLLLLAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTT…..

The smell overtook me, I coughed and begged for mercy between coughing.

PPPPPPRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…..

The thunderstorm ended with a windstorm of silent gas. Rotten eggs and cauliflower. That was the only two stimuli my nose picked up.

Goddess Rosalyn rose off my figure and looked in admiration. My rock hard boner went dead body limp. She laughed, sneakily farting; she knew it caused me displeasure. My manhood was nothing in the eyes of a Goddess like her. She turned to her daughter. “Now, mount him Rose. Show him fear, and you will show him the true form of a Goddess.” She stepped on my balls by “accident”. Rose giggled. “Oh, and pants off honey,” continued Goddess Rosalyn. “Clothes are worn in the presence of lovers. You don’t leave your pants on when you use the toilet do you?” Rose blushed, looking my way. She took her clothes off. “No mother, your right. He’s a measly toilet and should be treated as such.” She stood over me. I was much more….respectful...of Goddess Rose’s posture. “Sit up slave!” She barked. I did so, and she planted her ass on my face.

To my horror, Goddess Rosalyn resumed her position on my cock. “Just so he doesn't get any ideas honey. Besides, I’ve always said we needed to bond more.” BBBLLLLLLLLAARRRTTT! Goddess Rosalyn farted, sending shivers up my spine and stink up my nose. RRRRRRRPPPPPPPPTT! Rose joined in, her petite, musky smell mixing in with the eggy, spicy, farts of her mother.

The next 15 minutes was a symphony. Goddess Rose and her mother were like yin and yang. Goddess Rose was the treble and Goddess Rosealyn was DEFINITELY the bass. BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBTTT! A loud bassy fart erupted on my dick. It wafted up through Rose’s ass to my nose. I was humiliated and beyond. PPPPPPPPPTTTT! Rose mixed her scent in with her mothers. It added insult to the repeated injuries.

BBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTBBBRBBB!!!! Goddess Rosemary farted an explosion. I swear, it was like having an elephant sit on you! My balls stung and I yelped out in pain. Goddess Rose took the opportunity to adjust her butthole over my mouth. BBBBBLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPPTTT! She farted and her gas echoed against my mouth. I could only gag in desperation.

Goddess Rose laughed evilly. “Good teamwork, mom!” PPPLLLLRRRTT! I cried in pain and agony under Rose’s ass. “I have to get to school though. Keep him warm for me, will ya?” Rose departed my face. I gasped for air in relief. “Anything for you, daughter. Have a good school day. Oh, and make sure to send me a list of boys! It’s very hard to find boys this size on the street.” Goddess Rosalyn rose, intentionally smacking my face with her ass.

“Get up slave. Your day has just begun.” Goddess Rosalyn walked to a chest and pulled out a pair of yoga pants similar to her daughters. Only, a gas mask was attached in alignment of her butthole. “You like staring at my daughter’s ass in yoga pants? I don’t blame you. You two are about the same age.” BBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTT! She fanned the fart my way, biding ill tidings for me. Goddess Rosealyn put the pants on and walked my way. “ If you are going to be my daughters fart toy, you will need to be trained. A couple errands with me will do the trick.” She placed the gas mask over me, then bent down. Her booty grumbled. BBBBBBBLLLLLLLAAAARRRRPPPTTT! I started crying.