An Educated Request
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS THE AMERICAN WONTON USUAL. READER DISCRETION ADVISED!

Zachary felt the crunch as hard as Amanda’s pencil jabbing into his arm. He kept his head down…he tried so hard to focus. “Arrggchhgm!” Amanda’s cough disguised her urgency. Zachary squirmed as she poked him again. This time, he moved his arm. He could hear Amanda shift in her desk, leaning closer to peek at his answers. The math equations blurred on the paper. He could practically taste her eventual vengeance on his lips.

After the Algebra final, the young man fled down the hall on his short, stubby legs. He only needed a few seconds to take out his textbooks and scurry to his next class. Even down the secluded hallways, he felt like he was being watched. No, glared at…as Amanda hurriedly strode towards him. “Come…here, you little shit,” she growled. The senior girl flushed her short, blonde hair in a headshake, like she usually did when agitated. Zachary moved to flinch away from her strong, outstretched arms. “Amanda wa-hey, let go! Stop!” he pleaded. She carried him down the hall, like a toddler awaiting a swatting. He was led behind, watching an impossibly toned pair of buttcheeks sway in yoga pants. The tables were turned…her ass instead would deal out the punishment.

It wasn’t long before she had him cornered, pushed into the abandoned construction site of the new gym. Her punishment rang about the unfinished halls. BBBBBBLLLLLLLLPPPRRRTTTTTT! FFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT! Zachary gagged, his face shoved into the booty already vibrating out a combo of chili-lunch with peppered sausage as a side. “What the fuck, Zachary?!” cried Amanda, pushing him deeper into her ass. “Where have I told you to put your BIG, STUPID HANDS?!” PPPOTTIORROOTTIIBBRRUUPPPTTTTT! Zachary felt like puking, inhaling the bubbly fart. He could practically feel her anus brush upon his lips through her pants. “I…I’m sorry!” he cried out. It wasn’t the planned narrative in his mind…or hers. His earlier resistance seemed so futile, as she shoved him into the bleachers and begun to pull down her pants. “All I ever ask,” she went on, “is that you move your FUCKING hands and let me peek, you smartass. What are you NOT getting about that?! Come here!” She slapped his flailing arms aside, turning to sit and encase his head between hard concrete and her bare buttcheeks. PPPRRRRBBBAAIIRRLLAAUUOOOTTT! “Ohhhaaahhhhhh! You deserve this…say it!”

He resisted, bucking and kicking. He promised himself no more of this. One day she’d stop cheating off him. One day…maybe she’d get bored of farting in his face. Zachary cried out, as her fist hit his stomach. “Say it!” she demanded. He coughed, feeling her tight pink butthole purse in and out along her lips. “I…I deserve-“BBBBLLLLLLAARRRRPPTTOUABBTUUUTT! Zachary felt like he’d been punched twice; the smell flew down his throat in a torrent of hot, spicy shit particles. Amanda laughed, lifting to air herself out. “I can’t hear you…fartboy.” Zachary was forced to stare out at her bright green eyes and malicious grin. He’d wanted to be out from under her for so long…but today was not the day. Especially when she was directly above him, creamy white booty poised to wreck his senses again. “I…I deserve this.” He said meekly, tears running down his cheeks. Amanda laughed. “Damn right you do,” she said. Her ass spread, then dropped to encase itself over the poor freshman’s face. “Now open.” He didn’t need her accompanying slap in the testicles to tell where the command was directed to. PPPRRRSSSBBBRRUUUUTTT! FFRRRBBTTTOOOOOOOTTTT! “Ohhhahh!” she moaned, as the farts flew into his open mouth. “And if I see that arm anywhere near your paper, I’ll dump right into your mouth. Little toilet.” PPPPPBBBSSSLLRRROOAABBUUTTT! A slimy fart coated his tongue like shit specks of broken glass. Amidst the terror, a fury awoke inside Zachary. He decided he’d need to try again…or at least, something else.

Lenardo High school was notorious for its recent cutbacks from the state. Why pay for a separate academic department when a counselor could do just as well? So the offices were combined, and thus, very few students came for either advising or counseling. Zachary stared at the nameplate, wondering if anyone would even be inside. “Mary G. Evans, Counselor and Academic Advising DPT.”, read the door sign; beneath that, “All are Welcome!” on a boring, bright, educational poster. Zachary had regrets, even before walking inside.

“Hello there!” called a chipper voice as he entered. “Have a seat! Have some candy, while you’re at it.” Popping in, Zachary noticed a large black chair for him to sit on. It was leather…comfy. “Thank you,” he said to the woman behind the desk, after leaning forward to eat a few Starbursts from the candy jar. Delicious…certainly helped wash the taste of Amanda out…but not the thought. Zachary squirmed, finally getting a good look at Ms. Mary G. Evans behind the desk. “So, what can I help you with, Mr....?” Zachary gulped as she stared him down with the sweetest smile. She was beautiful…voluptuous, even, with her bright red sweater and dark jeans. Curly dark brown hair cast over the beautiful face and…Zachary reminded to keep his eyes forward. Good god she was curvy…everywhere. The task at hand demanded his attention once more.

“My name is Zack,” he began. “And…I’d like to report an incident of Academic Dishonesty.” Ms. Evans raised a brow and leaned forward. “That shows a lot of…integrity, Mr. Zachary. Most students don’t usually admit to their mistakes.” “No, no!” Zachary started again. “It’s, it’s another student. Amanda Welsch, she’s a senior.” Ms. Evan’s smile faded. “I see,” she said. “That’s unfortunate. Although I suppose seniors do have lots of...pressure, riding on scholarships or whatever.” Zach felt a twinge in his instincts…Ms. Evan’s had her eyebrow twitching up, and her smile returned. “So what has she been doing?” “Amanda she…she’s been peaking over my desk to get answers and…I don’t let her, I swear, it’s just that…that…” Ms. Evans had risen from her chair, slowly rising to walk over at Zachary’s side. Her hand fell on his shoulder. “This is a safe place, Zachary. You can talk to me.” Her fingers gave him a squeeze…and she walked on past, to the door. Zachary turned on a dime, watching her walk. That…that backside…those large, powerful thighs…he recognized that unusually plump frame and walk. The lock on the door clicked…following that, was her anal explosion. BBBBBAAATTTTUUURRRPPOOUUUUUUTTTTT! "Whoops!" Ms. Evans said, after 5 full seconds of explosive ass ripping filled the room. “Excuse me.” Her eyes and wide smile betrayed the courtesy.

Zachary made a debilitated, desperate whine. His frightened legs and arms fumbled to rise…and Ms. Evans was already upon him. “No, NO!” he cried out, watching her jean pants already spread and fall onto his face.

There was no exit…no relief. Amanda’s ass was a struggle. Under Ms. Evan’s ass…he was doomed. “Hush, boy, hush.” She told him, prying out his trapped arms that tried to block her descent. “It’s much more beneficial to go with the will of a Goddess than against. You’ve probably learned that first hand, haha!” PPPPPLLLLARRRRRRUMMMPPBBTTT! These farts were juicier, more rugged than Amanda’s. Zachary heaved in disgust, waiting for the fade of her stink as she adjusted her rump atop him. It seemed like an eggy eternity of stink. “You poor thing,” she went on. “I remember my first fart rag in High School. Andy Relfwas. He used to pretend we were dating when he couldn’t take the stink. I guess he thought it would spare him, haha! Ahhh…good times.”

FFBBRRLLALAOPPRRBBAAOUUTTTT! Thankfully, she rose, letting the boy cough with a little more oxygen to face the deadly methane. “I take it you don’t know what a Goddess is?” she asked him.

Zachary drew every breath he could, watching her butt above him, still spewing its previous stink. “Ms. Evans…” he finally got out. “Please-“. “That’s Goddess Mary in here, fartboy.” Said Ms. Evans. “And when you’re under my niece, I expect you to address her as Goddess, as well.” Zach felt his heart deflate as fast as his lungs. “G-goddess?! What do you mean?!” he spat out. He shivered and recoiled into the leather as her hand reached back to grip his head. “Shhh,” she coaxed him, pressing him up against her butt. “I don’t need to explain everything to you, Zach. Just know that Amanda and I are special…so are you, in a ways.” She chuckled, as her booty let out a low moan and the boy squirmed between her legs. “We Goddesses need special helpers to expel all of our…stress, as it were. We can do it alone, but special fartboys help expedite the task.” She threw him back into the seat cousin, tossing him a sly glance. “Especially cute fartboy, like yourself.” Zachary had no words, for the moment. He could only tremble, watching as her pants slid down to reveal a massive set of white cheeks before him. “I don’t…understand…” he finally let out. The Goddess chuckled, tearing her booty open with her hands. “Don’t worry, you will, fartboy.” She threw back. Zach whimpered as her ass slowly descended.

“Give it a taste,” she instructed. There was a pause for fear and contemplation. The Goddess giggled. “I’ll never give you more than you can handle. I promise.” True, she had only hovered her ass above, sparing the boy of her full weight on his face. And so he led his tongue forward, gracing her asshole. The hairs tickled his taste buds, with a salty, shit-streaked taste of another anus he’d tasted so many times before. Goddess Mary’s was a little larger, with more fleshy edges…and far more talkative.

PPPPLLLTTTTOOAOAARRRRRAOOOAABBTUUTT! He caught her asparagus ripper between his cheeks, a flush of death straight into his mouth. She laughed, bringing him down to her thighs to struggle against the vomit forming in his mouth. “Don’t worry, Zachary…you’re only a novice fart catcher,” she spoke, stroking the boy’s hair. “With any luck, my niece will have moved on to another poor guy.” FFFFFMMMRRLLPMMAALTTIMMPPTT! Zachary whimpered, burying his nostrils into her leg fresh to escape the toot blasted on his neck. The Goddess sighed. “Hopefully a fart catcher with a better stomach. Come on, up you go.” Zachary cried out as her hand shoved him into the departed stink. His only option was to suffer; her clenched, swaying cheeks were all that was needed to keep him in place. “In the meantime, I expect you’ll offer your assistance. And discretion.”

BBBLLLLLLLLLLLAAATTTTTTTTOOOOOOTTT! The world seemed to tip upside down as her powerful fart blew him clean from her asscheeks.
Zachary was gagging, desperate, his universe in torn threads as the Goddess stood above him. It was all he could clutch to, watching her smiling face come down to his. “I’m glad you came to me, Zachary,” she said. “I can’t imagine what I’d have to do if you would have been a bit more…vocal, somewhere else.” A finger pushed down on his nose as she giggled. “But you don’t have to think about that.” Zachary winced, feeling a heavy creature settle on his hips. The Goddess…she simply smiled, sitting on his waist. PPPPPRRRRRRLLLRRBBURRRTTT! Zachary sat upright, a primal sound shooting out from him. He…didn’t know how it felt. The Goddess laughed, pulling him into her large breasts. “I doubt Amanda has showed you this trick yet, has she?”

FFFFFBBBBBRRRUUUOOOOPPPTTTT! BBBLLLAAUOTTOUPAOURTTTT! Zachary moaned into her tits. His cock felt…guided, molded by soft, beautiful hands. “I….how…” Zachary was silent, as an SBD heated up his cock. Not even fully erect, he came instantly between her cheeks. The Goddess chuckled, nestling him into her chest. “You fartboys never think clearly with a full pair. Which is good, Zachary. You shouldn’t be asking too many questions in the service of a Goddess.” PPPPTTTUUUUOOOOOOUURRRTTT! A sharp fart panged his right testicle and she left him to moan, this time in pain.
He looked up in agony…pleasure…and confusion as she rose above him. “So, if my niece asks you to cheat,” Goddess Mary went on. “What do you do?” Zachary gulped, hoping his words formed a correct answer. “Come to you.” “That’s right. And who are you going to tell about her little…problem?” PPPPTTTTTOORRRTTT! Zachary could practically taste her in his mind. “N-no one, Goddess.” He responded. “Good.” She told him, rising fully to scoop up her pants beside the boy. “Just for safekeeping, I want you to visit my office every Friday after school. We can help you survive this semester together, Goddess to slave. Understand?” This time, Zachary nodded, his heart too hollow to muster anything further. The Goddess laughed halfway through pulling up her pants. “It could be worse, Zachary,” she noted, waddling over to the boy. He grimaced as her still naked booty was spread apart above him. “She hasn’t used you as a toilet, right?” He needed only a quick peek at her widening hole, flush with a brown speck that spanned far beyond the width of his mouth. After that, he squealed in horror, as the Goddess chuckled above him. The turd receded with a groan. The Goddess pulled up her pants and left him to cower in her office.

Zachary was in silent hysterics, hearing her footsteps pound along the tiles. “Hey fartboy!” she called down the hallway, confident in their solitude. Zachary slowly turned to meet her. “Yes Goddess?” Amanda stopped fully, looking down with questioning eyes. “What did you call me?” she asked. Zach trembled… what was he supposed to call her? Was that not it? Oh god, had Goddess Mary lied to him and- “You know what, never mind, shut up.” She threw in with a smile. “I like it.”

Then, for no rhyme or reason, other than her might, Zachary was shoved into his locker. He was met with the back of her baseball uniform and a set of giggles as her booty was thrown near his face. BBBBBBBTTRRRRRAAARRPPPTTTT! “Ahhh!” Amanda cried in victory. “I have a chemistry paper due next week. You’re going to get that to me by Friday, am I right?” Zachary gulped, turning his head to the side to sniff bits of fabric not yet tainted by her school lunch. The last taste of freedom before he dived head into servitude. “Yes Goddess.” Amanda gladly pressed her ass backwards to seal in his fate. PPPPPPTTTORORLRLALAAPPTTT! FFRRRUUUUUUUTTTOOOTTT! BBRRRRAAAAAATTTORRLBBPAUUTT!