Ryan's Bad Day: The Gassy House Guest
by KiddWrites2

Ryan circled around the long and polished wooden table that sat in the center of his dining room, decorated by a neat assortment of expensive napkins, place mats, plates, glass cups, forks and spoons. Surrounding him in each corner of the room were shelves that housed various collections of precious dinnerware. He was breaking them out tonight and had arranged the dishes on the slab surface all by himself, upon request from his mother Ms. Mathews of course. It was dinner time at his home; mouth-watering aromas of baked roast, mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables drifted from the kitchen in the next room over, alongside the sweet scents of cookies and other desserts. His mom was indeed whipping up quite a meal; after all, tonight was a very special occasion. His father was returning home from a lengthy business trip overseas. It had been about four months since he left for Europe. Ryan honestly couldn't wait to see him. He spoke with him several times over the phone during the summer, but phone conversations only went so far. Besides, it was winter now! He'd be home just in time for the holidays. He and his father had somewhat of a distant relationship, due to the man constantly working and traveling. They didn't spend much time together, so the brief moments they did see one another, Ryan cherished. Dressed in a beige sweater and jogging pants, the tanned skinned, auburn haired teen took a few steps back to admire his work; the entrance to the kitchen, beyond a swinging wooden door only inches behind him. Above the boy, hanging over the table, stood a dimly lit chandelier embellished in red ribbons. He had done that as well. He sighed, wiping the perspiration off his head. He felt quite proud of himself. He just hoped his pops would appreciate it though. It was all for him anyway!

The swaying door suddenly opened, bumping into him, causing Ryan to stagger forward as it continued to creak. A mature, ebony skinned woman sporting dark hair tied into a ponytail poked her head through the cracked door. Hazel eyes, just like her son. Few wrinkles had formed around her mouth; however she still maintained a youthful and energetic look.

"Now what did I tell you about standing behind this door?" She grinned, chuckling, entering the area, wearing a black, frilly dress alongside a maroon shirt with the long-sleeves rolled up.

"All these years of living here and I figured you'd have learned by now," She giggled.

Ryan could only laugh sheepishly and wrap an arm around his shorter mother as they took in the full view of the dining room. The table had about seven chairs seated all together, but they would only be using three.

"You did a wonderful job, sweetie," Ms. Mathews smiled, planting a kiss on her son's cheek.

The doorbell immediately rang, cutting off his reply. His mother arched an eyebrow and glanced at the grandfather clock adjacent from them in the room. It read six-forty-nine.

"I don't think that's your father; he said his plane wouldn't touchdown until about another hour..." She turned to him placing a hand in his face tenderly.

"I have to check on the roast. You see who that is, alright?"

He nodded, leaving the current area and beginning the trek through the spacious living room, set with floral patterned furniture, glass tables and the entertainment system sitting beside a wall across from him. He then crossed into the foyer, coming to the entrance to his home ahead of him. They didn't have a peephole, so he was forced to open it.

His eyes widened in disbelief. Frigid winds of the night from the bitter season whipped at his skin, sending a strong chill down his legs. Standing on his snow covered porch though, completely blocking his doorway was none other than his voluptuous and towering principal, Miss Rivers. Taller than the door frame, her head nearly touched the ceiling of his patio! Her brunette hair covered her shoulders; she wore the same tan mink she had last week when they first met on the train to Cartwright High. Through her half-zipped winter coat, he noticed she wasn't in her usual sapphire suit, but rather an ivory and brown striped one-piece dress that came down to her thick thighs. The thing looked practically painted onto her bombastic curves; he could help but keep his eyes glued to her enormous chest as her cleavage burst forth from the v-shape of fabric. Stockings covered her shapely legs, and her feet were clad in heels. What was she doing here? Was he in trouble? He swallowed nervously.

Even with his incredibly attractive new principal right before him, that wasn't what had Ryan worried. It was the teenage female standing directly next to Jenelle, the former cheer leading captain (even he had heard what happened to her) and one terror of his school, Sabrina Eccelston. Replacing her usual ponytail, her straight locks fell right down midway to her back. Also dressed in a heavy and large open jacket, the blonde sported a burgundy sweater, a jean-skirt and taut leggings that clung to the well developed, womanly flesh of her lower half. Joining that, a pair of rectangle-glasses hung from her pale nose. Strange... He had never seen her in glasses before. She avoided looking at his face, her emerald eyes revealing deep embarrassment while staring down at her fur-covered boots. Why were these two together? Even more, why were they BOTH at this home on a Saturday night? His mind raced with tons of scenarios. All of which pointed back to the incident last week that involved him getting pantsed in front of half of the student body. Maybe she came to resolve matters and talk to his mom. His heart was in his throat. Recalling the conversation they had back in the lunchroom, Principal Rivers said she would handle it! That was why he said absolutely nothing to his mom. And now he figured it came back to bite him in the ass...

"Hello Ryan. Good to see you!" Jenelle smiled, wisps of smoke from her breath appearing in the arctic breezes.

"Can we come in? Sabrina and I have some things to discuss with you and your family."

"Honey, who's at the door?!" He heard his mother call out from the kitchen.

He frowned, feeling his stomach plunge, turning his back to the two ladies to respond. How was he going to explain all of this to his mom? This would no doubt kill the mood for his father's return.

"My... My principal's here," He yelled back.

"She... Needs to talk to you."

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Ryan couldn't help but twiddle his thumbs anxiously, sitting in a plush chair that belonged to the colorful set of furniture of his living room. On the sofa next to him along the white wall, sat his mother and Jenelle. The curvy Amazon crossed her legs and smiled, giving him a quick wink while Ms. Mathews offered her a plate of cookies. Across the glass table on the opposite end of him, Sabrina occupied the other comfortable chair, keeping herself busy by texting on her cell or doing something that involved using the touch screen keyboard of her Smartphone; her rapidly moving thumbs pausing once or twice just as she glimpsed upward to cast him a cold stare. He sighed, burying his face into his hands. He was SO DEAD... The humiliating event last week between himself and the blonde continued to replay in his mind... In a matter of minutes, the principal would bring the crap up all over again and he'd be forced to reveal the fact to his mom that he had been tortured by a girl. The fact that he was still... A weakling. He lifted his head and gave the teen girl a scowl. This was all her fault! He hated her right now. For having to bring this mess into his home, yes, he felt no pity whatsoever for her punishment. She looked up from her mobile device. Their eyes met and for a split second, she seemed taken aback by his sudden expression but she countered his anger with a blank yet icy demeanor that only infuriated him more. She didn't even LOOK like she cared! Almost as if... She'd do it again if given the chance... He clenched his teeth. What a... Bit—no. Stop. He had never called a woman that name before in his life. And although this one clearly deserved the title, he still refused to say, let alone think the word.

Beyond all of them, joining the electronic system in one area of the room, through the curtain-covered windows, he noticed that snow was beginning to fall outside amongst the quiet and frozen neighborhood.

"You have a lovely home, Ms. Mathews," Jenelle said genuinely, reaching for a mug of hot chocolate off the table next to her and glancing over her shoulder to face the blonde.

"Isn't that right, Sabrina?"

The teenage girl immediately straightened her back, placing her phone into her pocket and sat upright, her face turning a deep shade of velvet; she fumbled with her glasses.

"Y-yes, that's right," She stuttered.

"Um, t-thank you for having us t-this evening..."

Ryan blinked, puzzled. The former captain looked down once again avoiding his eyes. This attitude was completely different from the one she had just shown him. Whatever Jenelle did to her last week, she must have really done the trick. Sabrina was awfully nice and polite... Did he detect some shyness? He had never seen her this way before! She was always so confident, condescending and downright mean. Was it a front?

"Well thank you," Ms. Mathews giggled.

"So what brings my son's principal and her student-assistant over on a day and time like this? Is Ryan in trouble?"

Ryan braced himself, tensing his muscles, a lump forming in his throat. This was it... He was ruined. The beginning of a crappy night...

"Not at all," Jenelle replied, sipping from her mug.

"Your son is an excellent student! In fact I'm starting a special project that will take effect next semester and with your permission, I'd like for him to be a part of it. Sabrina here is already on board!"

Both Ryan and Ms. Mathews raised their eyebrows, exchanging looks.

"A... Special project?" They spoke simultaneously.

"I'm building a privileged club of hall monitors, a disciplinary squad, so to speak. I'm sure your son is no stranger to bullies and sometimes groups of them," Jenelle explained. Ryan couldn't stop himself from throwing another dirty look at Sabrina.

"The core students of the group have been already chosen by me; I include Ryan because he is quite a reliable and responsible young man. I think he will make a great captain and role model for his schoolmates. By creating this squad, I hope reduce violence and make Cartwright and safe and friendly learning environment."

"How wonderful!" Ms. Mathews beamed. She placed a hand on her chest. "My son, being an upstanding man and doing some good... Of course, of course!! Sign him RIGHT up!"

She faced the boy, brimming with happiness. "Isn't that amazing, Ryan? I always knew you were a good boy, and now others will get it see it too! Wait until I tell your father!"

Ryan's lips parted in astonishment. Him? A ROLE-MODEL? What planet were these crackpots on? What was this chick going on about? Though he honestly was flattered, he felt like he did not fit into his Miss Rivers' scheme...

The Amazon nodded warmly, suddenly feeling her gut grumble silently as a batch of nasty flatus was starting to make its way to her shapely butt. She grinned weakly. Normally she had no problem letting loose where she pleased and she could pass the blame off on Sabrina if need be, however she was all business this evening and decided to play it safe; go to a restroom. Besides she had her two cushions here to help! On top of that, she needed to get them... "Accustomed" to one another and their positions with her.

"I'd love to get into further details, but first... May I use your bathroom? It's been a long day for Sabrina and I..." She forced a chuckle. The teenage girl's eyes widened like she had seen a ghost.

"Oh absolutely!" His mom waved a hand. "I have to check on dinner anyway."

She turned to her son. "Now go on and show our guests to the bathroom."

Ryan obeyed, standing to his feet, watching his alluring principal and the long-haired arrogant witch also rise from their seats.

"It's upstairs," He sighed, actually relieved.

Miss Rivers totally took care of things after all! Thank you... He felt the knots in his chest loosen. Rather than expecting an awful night, he wound up with a better one! That bit of info put his mom in super-high spirits! He still believed that he wasn't the guy she wanted... He couldn't even stop a girl from pulling off his freaking shorts and underwear... Speaking of which, why was Sabrina in the group? Sure she kept top notch grades, but she was nowhere near a "Role-Model" for the institution... He led them back through the foyer and up the stairs into a narrow hallway sporting carpeted floors that connected to four rooms. To one side of them was the bathroom. To the other was his bedroom. Ahead of them was his parent’s room and behind them was an office space. A thin string tied to a wooden knob dangled over them, brushing against Jenelle's head while her tall sexy figure nearly came to the ceiling in them dim corridor. The string hung from a square exit carved into the painted wood and led to the attic.

"Here it is," Ryan began, spinning around to present the closed door of his lavatory to the two women.

"All yours, principal," He said.

"Well don't just stand there, open it and go in!" Jenelle folded her arms under her heavy chest, grinning like the Cheshire cat, easing out a silent, warm stinker.

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"Haah... You and Sabrina are coming in with me."

Ryan paused. "What?"

Sabrina rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath. "Idiot..."

Jenelle laughed. "Don't tell me you forgot your role... Cushion," She looked down at him, licking her lips deviously upon adding her final word.

He began to protest, but the curvy blonde had become impatient. Approaching him, she quickly pushed him, his body collapsed onto the cracked door, it swung open and he stumbled into the dark space, the lights instantly flickered on; the electric system detecting a presence in the area. His washroom wasn't much, although extremely clean it was about average size, complete with a shower, a sink and lower drawer, cabinet behind the mirror and pristine toilet. Several plastic shelves joined them underneath a window, holding bath amenities and towels.

Sabrina and Jenelle hurried inside after him, the principal ducked her head below the doorway, it closed quietly. It was then he noticed that his bathroom was NOT big enough for the three of them...

"Ryan, you're looking at your new fellow gas-sniffer," Jenelle patted the bespectacled young woman's shoulder, who only blushed again and gazed down at the tiled floors of the room.

"She's also the second captain in the squad--" The Amazon went on, wincing while her midsection let loose a menacing growl.

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Ryan wanted to ask her more about the disciplinary group, instead he joined Sabrina in taking a few steps back, glancing at Miss River's stomach, then back at her warily. The boy stared at her, practically pleading with his eyes for her not to let loose. His wishes WOULD NOT be heard this evening. He couldn't run for it either, the damn giant was standing in front of the door!

"I... Hnnngh..." Jenelle groaned, clutching her taut belly, leaning forward, bending her knees, jutting out her enormous, scantily dressed ass.

"Expect you both... To work... TOGETHERRRRR!!!"

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At her last word she unleashed three monster farts that sounded close to the distant horn of a steam engine train, both blasts lasting no more than nine seconds.

"Oh thank God," The tall lady moaned blissfully, closing her eyes and biting her lip as the powerful, humid winds billowed out of her anus, filling the bathroom in a green haze that carried the eye watering stench of a port-a-potty. Ryan and Sabrina instantly gagged, being brought to their knees around the second sniff of her exhaust. The warmth of her emissions somehow reminded him of the relaxing moisture of a hot shower... He coughed loudly, gasping. Perhaps it was because he was in a freaking bathroom!! Next to a tub, for goodness sake!

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"Woo... Much better..." She sighed, fanning herself, leaning back against the door, blowing her brunette bangs out of her eyes. Even she was beginning to sweat from her own gassy outbursts!

"I'm sorry my cushions," Jenelle started.

"I couldn't hold all that in... And feed it directly into your faces..."

"Oh my gosh, it's totally fine Principal, there is plenty of it in here with us," Sabrina rose to her feet, proudly taking in numerous big whiffs, to the astonishment of Ryan.

Despite her hacking up her lungs, she continued to inhale the rotten fumes as if her life depended on it. She was highly enjoying this. Ryan could only gaze at her, dumbfounded. This was not the monster that struck fear into the hearts of students at school! Not that he wanted the old version back, but the sudden change in her... It was a straight up one-hundred and eighty degree shift. From the cruelest thing with boobs to being so polite and bashful... All in a few days! This Amazon was truly a force to be afraid of! Sabrina... What the hell happened to her?!!!

"...It's really strong! Like a smokescreen! Do you have any more? Can you... Fart again? Please?" The blonde begged.

Jenelle smirked. "Ah, miss Eccelston, you know I can."

She turned around revealing her bulbous posterior which strained against the material of her short pallid and brown dress, stretching the fabric to its limits. Ryan found himself gawking again, his loins beginning to stir... How could such a thing of beauty; those wonderful beach ball sized cheeks covered in dark stockings release something so foul and poisonous?

Jenelle glanced over her shoulder at the two students. The potent gas in her system had begun to brew again, she had to speak fast before she cramped up.

"I'm expecting the two of you to make nice from now on," Her ruby eyes focused on the tanned boy.

"You'll both be working toward the same goal soon. Which means that whatever problems you previously had with each other are dead... Understand?"

"Whatever," Sabrina mumbled falling to her knees and hugging her principal's juicy rump, pressing her face onto her plump butt-pillows.

"Long as I get to smell some more..." She nuzzled Jenelle's ass.

"Whoa, I can totally hear your stomach growling from over here!"

While it was obvious that the pale girl had become completely attached to the Amazon's putrid fumes and was okay with anything the rosy woman said, he, on the other hand, hesitated to respond. He sort of had a problem. Was he hearing her right? After all that Sabrina had done over the years, not just to him but countless others at Cartwright... He was supposed to just forget it all and be her friend? It wasn't that simple!! If that was the case, then he didn't think he wanted to be a part of this "Project..." He tightened his fists.

"Get ready you two, incoming!" Jenelle strained and gritted her teeth; grabbing the edges of the bathroom door, lifting one leg upon feeling an abundant amount of rotten air coursing through her bowels.

"Ryan! Get your big-head ASS over here!" The former pom-pom chief snapped, breaking him from his thoughts as she snatched his arm, basically yanking him to his floors and pulling him within a few inches of his principal's ample ass-flesh, using some surprising strength! She abruptly grabbed his head and alongside her own, dove in; at least one of their nostrils were plugged into the Amazon's sexy booty-crack. Her actions came mere seconds before...

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Jenelle's face melted in pleasure while passing her enormous, landfill smelling rippers from her sweat-soaked crack that blew the hair on both Ryan and Sabrina's heads back, flooding their air passages with noxious, burning emissions for twelve seconds. It forced its way down his throat and made him feel as if he were drinking hot jelly or something. It was all he could taste! He wanted to puke!

He struggled to free himself from the blonde's grip however at that moment Miss Rivers reached behind herself and grabbed their skulls firmly. Now that she had an obedient and willing Sabrina after two days of training and the adorable mister Mathews together, she wanted to sear her farts onto the brains of her precious cushions, so they would remember their places!

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"Honey! Is everything alright up there?" His mother called out from the stairway downstairs in the foyer. Jenelle's eyes widened. Crap!

Acting quickly, the tall lady helped a dazed and disoriented Ryan to his feet before opening the door, her smelly fumes flooding into the corridor and throwing him into the hall. Saved by his mother... One or two more blasts like the ones he had received Milli-seconds ago and he would have blacked out. Coughing loudly, he tripped over himself like a drunkard. Perspiration rolled down the sides of his face, his clothes stuck to him uncomfortably. He felt weak. His fingers trembled. His house was spinning... Wait was this place even his house?!

"Ryan?" His mother called for him again.

Somehow, he teetered and zigzagged down the wooden steps, almost falling yet again, during his way back to Ms. Mathews. With a glazed look in his eyes, he didn't speak, fearing that he might vomit on her.

"Oh goodness!!" She half screamed, aiding him back into the living room, sitting on the couch once more.

"Boy, why are you sweating? What on Earth were you doing up there?" She jerked back as if she were socked in the face, covering her nose as Jenelle's stench on him started to fill the area.

"AGH! YOU STINK!!"

"Sorry for taking so long Ms. Mathews," His classmate was the first back into the room, his principal at her heels.

"I... I dropped my cell in the toilet..." She said ashamed, extending a hand, containing her dripping Smartphone.

"Ryan was nice enough to help me get it."

"I see," His mother blinked, glancing at the pale girl then back to her son who stared off into the distance, no longer a part of the world around him.

"Well, we hate to leave on a short notice," The Amazon spoke next, walking over to her original seat to get her coat. The ivory teen girl followed suit.

"Leaving so soon?" His mother asked, jumping to her feet.

"It's getting late; I must take Sabrina home..." Flipping on her mink, she reached into one of the pockets and tossed Ryan a folded piece of paper that landed on his lap.

He glimpsed down at it lazily before slowly moving his hands to open it. On the sheet, were a list of nine other names and addresses and times. What was this? The other members, maybe? He recognized them; majority of teens on the list also went to Cartwright, though he had never spoken to any of them. All except for one, a name at the top... Someone had the last name as his principal.

"Thalia Rivers?" He asked, turning sluggishly to the shapely giant across from him.

"Right! Her," Jenelle snapped her fingers. "She's my niece and the final captain for our group--"

Ryan sat abruptly sat upright at the mention of this news, cutting her off. "YOU HAVE A NIECE?!"

"How nice!" Ms. Mathews chuckled.

"AND she'll be joining us as a student next spring. I'm going to pick her and her mother up from the airport in two hours."

She smiled at the mature obsidian woman. "If it's okay with you, I'd like to pick Ryan up tomorrow and, along with Sabrina, all the captains can hang out and get to know each other!"

"I don't see why not!" His mother replied.

"Fantastic! Then I'll be here around noon."

His mother escorted the Amazon and Sabrina, outside and shut the door. All of that had just happened and he didn’t get one word in. Not one. He was in a club. The meanest (maybe not anymore) girl in school was now his “friend.” Then he got a bunch of farts to his face. There was definitely much more to this squad than his principal was letting on. Cartwright high was no ordinary school… The brightest minds of his generation went there. They all possessed something special. So said his teachers. However, Ryan did not. He didn’t think he did. Where did he fit in all of this anyway? Besides being a butt-mat for his ultra sexy principal? He sunk further into his seat, sighing and reading over the sheet again. Thalia Rivers… For some strange reason he felt uneasy about meeting her. If she shared ANY trait that currently lives in her aunt, then he was in for a long Sunday… Despite that, he wondered what she looked like. Was she as tall has her aunt? Lord have mercy on him if she was gassy, like Miss Rivers.

He’d find out soon enough.

On Sunday his eyes will finally be opened to the real world; the true reality and purpose of his school. And his classmates.