By: PaleBandit
Helena is experiencing a new side of her boyfriend at the moment. With how much time they have spent together, the big woman thought she had seen every side of him. His love for fishing, the love for gardening they both shared, and his deepest sexual desires to be treated as mere furniture have become a thick, open book she has memorized in its entirety. But the way she’s seeing him act now is totally new to her. William is staring at his phone with the look of a kid on Christmas morning. Whatever message he has just received has filled him with innocent excitement, opposed to the much less innocent excitement whenever Helena is having her fun with him.
She gently moves behind the couch, which still is placed in the center of the room from last night’s playtime.
That night, Helena had leapt over the back over the couch to drop her fat, naked ass onto his face until she was too exhausted to continue, and then just casually fell asleep on top of him, leaving him to smell her sweaty ass all night. William had already showered, but Helena still had delayed cleaning herself.
It is a hot day, and she has planned to shove his face up her ass while she does some gardening. The riper her ass is for this, the better. But now she softly leans down, putting her head on his shoulders to look at his phone.
“Renaissance Fair?”, she mutters surprised.
“Not just a Renaissance Fair!”, William cheers without turning his head towards his girlfriend, “One of the biggest Fairs this year will be taking place just a town over and a co-worker just told me he won two tickets but has no interest in going!”, he starts to tip his feet around in excitement, “And this is not just a Renaissance Fair! It’s big on myths and legends too! So, outside the classical medieval stuff, there will also be a lot of fantasy elements! On the second day they will be performing a play based on the book `Da Vinci’s Planet` a story set in the far future in which the crew of a spaceship comes across a planet that appears have been stuck in an era resembling Earth in the late 15th century!”, he finally turns an now actually realizes that his girlfriend has been resting her head on his shoulder, “Oh… Ehm, yeah. I am kind of into medieval and medieval fantasy…”, he then looks at her hand resting on the backrest of the couch, “What is that belt for?”
“That can wait!” Helena states and leaps over the back of the couch, crashing down hard next to her boyfriend. The only thing protecting the couch from receiving a nasty stain is the tight spandex Helena is wearing, though with how close to ripping it is, it might not be saved for long. Helena’s ass has expanded quite a bit since meeting William. She has all the motivation in the world to work that fat ass of hers out to become even bigger now that she has a cute boyfriend whose head she wants to make disappear entirely inside of her crack. Most of her normal underwear has already lost the fight against the growing size of her rear.
“So I guess you will be getting both tickets! Who are you taking?”, Helena asks, basking in the cuteness of her excited boyfriend. She also enjoys those moments in which William just shines bright outside of their kinky fun, but the heat of recently has made it much more difficult not to constantly get kinky! She is always covered in sweat. Not only does she constantly want to treat him like a sweat rag, but William is almost constantly horny to be used by this big, sweaty body of hers. Ever since her taught her how to fish, even going fishing would often result in him spending most of the trip in her seat while she fishes. Not that Helena does not absolutely love that William has gone from fisher to fishing-cushion! She is very much satisfied with how William’s submissiveness can keep up with her dominant urges! In fact, she has come to believe that her boyfriend might be ready for more than she is herself. When she once jokingly talked about how she could need his face under her for working in this heat, he just casually responded that he could take a week off from work himself for it. Helena believed she was certain that William was perfect before, but that settled it. But even with the deeply kinky core of their relationship, there is some tranquility in those normal moments when she can just see her boyfriend’s excited and happy face. After all, she usually does not see his face at all when he is really excited.
“Well… I was thinking of taking you.”, William replies.
“ME? Well, it could be fun, but I am not exactly experienced with these sorts of things.”, she tells him.
“I will happily explain everything you want to know!”, he replies fired up, “Maybe you will get into this sort of thing! And also…”, he blushes a bit, “I’d love to see you in a fitting costume.”
A big smirk appears on Helena’s face, and she giggles before replying: “Well, I will not let a chance get away to let my boyfriend gawk at me or to make other people jealous of you! So what did you have in mind for me?”
“Nothing specific yet.”, William admits, “I thought we could maybe just check through some pages and you tell me what you’d like to dress up as.”
Helena leans herself against her boyfriend and speaks into his ear: “Then lead me through the world of tales spoken and myths written, my squire~”
After hours of checking out legends, myths, and histories about all sorts of knights, queens, princesses, and monsters, Helena eventually finds something that piques her interest.
“This will be perfect!” she mutters and grabs his hand to keep him from scrolling.
“A centaur? Well, you definitely have the body for it and fuck you would look hot, but…”, he pauses for a moment, “This is a 2-person costume…”
“Oh, silly me. I meant perfect of US~”, she corrects herself and stands up.
She pushes her ass out and pulls down her spandex, then tightly pulls the belt against her bare ass.
It takes William a few seconds to understand what she is implying, but then his eyes widen and he mutters: “Holy shit!”.
Helena pulls the belt away, but then suddenly backs up, plunging her ass into her boyfriend’s face. Before he can even react, she wraps the belt around his head and tightly binds it around her hips, trapping his face deep inside of her unwashed ass crack. As she feels his breath against her hole, she gets excited as the image of what the costume will be like forms in her head. But before she starts to paint the picture from William, she bows down and grabs the shoelaces she replaced this morning from the table. She bends down further and tightens the belt a bit as she feels William’s face slip in further. Then she walks a few steps, pulling him off the couch onto all fours. With the laces, she then ties his wrists to her ankles. After standing up straight, she begins to walk, forcing William’s arms to move in sync with her legs as if they were one pair of legs. William struggles to follow her movements with his own legs, but they are moving through the room.
“This is what it will be like, but inside of a dark leather costume which will turn into a sauna for my ass in the hot sun! You will be nothing more than my backside, unable to speak, unable to communicate at all! No one will even think about how your face will be all up my ass the entire time while I enjoy the fair~”, she then rips a wet fart in his face, adding more stench to the unwashed mess that is her ass, “Oh right! The mead and ale! I will have to try it all, and can you imagine what it will do to my stomach?”, she rips another fart, “Haha, not to mention the food! I think I will gauge myself! Proper appetite of a horse~”, she pauses to push out an extra long bubbly fart, “Of course, we will have to be able to walk perfectly in sync for this! So we will start practicing right away! I wanted to get some garden work done anyway~”
Helena starts marching towards the garden door, William pathetically forced to follow her like he really is just the horse part of a centaur. As he tries his best to match her movement, he is in disbelief at what an incredibly hot situation he has gotten himself into.
Six weeks later, Helena gets off the bus only a few hundred meters from the fair’s entrance. Those who exited with her had all already complimented her outfit, and especially how well the mechanism for her back legs works. Helena simply told them that it really was a lot of work to make it function this well, and she had not exactly been lying. After that day in the garden, William had spent most of his free time with his face up her ass and his arms tied to her legs. The arousal of spending every evening with his face up her swamp ass while she pretends he is nothing but a part of her own body has kept him going through the strain of getting used to walking around like that. The real stress test was two weeks ago when the costume arrived and Helena decided to take a nice long hike to break it in, dragging William through the forest and up and down hills for hours. Helena sweated her ass off, and William had to deal with that and the gas the hike loosened up. Of course, the tall woman made sure to be fueled up before heading out, and she did the same before heading out for the fair. Thus, had William not been trapped inside the stuffy costume with his face tightly fixated to her hips the bus ride would have been embarrassing for her and unbearable for the other passengers, but with his nose pressing against her whole almost in an air tight manner, he not only sucked up all of her fumes, but his face also muffled the sound of even her wettest farts nicely. Though even without her ripping ass casually, William’s face was saving those oblivious passengers from a horrible ride! Helena has only wiped herself down with a rag this morning, save for her armpits, which she had William lick clean, and her ass, which has not seen any cleaning since the morning the day before! And with the last test hike they did during the afternoon, all the way until sunset, her ass is in a worse state than when she had not showered in a week! Her ass alone is a biohazard, and with her lactose and protein-fueled farts, it has become something even worse! Was Williams’s face not lodged into that ass like it is a part of it, no one on that bus, including Helena, would have been conscious by the time it arrived. As she approaches the entrance gate to the fair, no one suspects that there to be a person in the back of that costume. The couple was far too perfectly in sync for anyone to assume anything but a mechanism inside that thick, leathery horse half. Though a lot of people might not be paying too much attention to the horse part, and instead focus on the half-naked woman sticking out of it. It is the hottest day of the year thus far, and Helena decided to make it a great excuse to dress in almost nothing but a bikini top styled to look like a piece of armor. To fit this attire, she bound her hair into a ponytail to look even more like a warrior, and her bags are designed to look like a sheathed sword and a quiver full of arrows. The sword has no blade and cannot be removed, while the inside can be accessed via a zipper on the top, styled to be barely visible. The quiver is the same, with the arrows being cut off and glued into holes inside it. While Helena carries a bow, trying to pull the string will immediately dislodge it. This way, Helena carried nothing that could be deemed as a weapon and thus taken away for safety purposes, yet has the looks of a centaur warrior and a nice bit of storage for her purse and whatever she may buy. Of course, the sword and quiver hang over the horse-part of her body, putting all the weight on William. That only makes the experience better for him, as it just pushes that image of him being just a part of Helena’s body even more. Since they hooked up, William has felt like nothing more than an object a lot, but being reduced to an extension of his girlfriend’s body has been a new and very exciting experience! After showing her ticket, Helena gets a piece of rope tied around her wrist, or at least it looks like rope to fit the theme. In reality, the material is soft and barely noticeable to the wearer. Given the large area the fair covers, it would be impossible to prevent people from entering somewhere; thus, entering itself is free, but you need that bracelet to take part in most attractions, and you also get a noticeable discount on all foods and drinks, which really caught Helena’s attention. As she steps into the area, a wicked grin appears on her face as she immediately heads to the first food stall she sees. She swiftly got herself some Scotch Eggs to go and made sure to audibly chew so her boyfriend could hear it. After finishing, she drops the bowl off at a waste-gathering station, looking like a pyre, and rubs her belly afterwards. She can already feel it complaining about the eggs. She needs something to drink next and sees a booth selling mead. As she never had any before, she rushes over at a speed William would not be able to keep up with without their intense training. A season drinker as she is, Helena chugs the entire jug down in one go.
“Damn, that’s good!”, she comments with a hearty sigh, “Another one!”
With the jug in her hand, she looks around for what to do and sees an advertisement for a jousting competition that is taking place. She did do some research on the stuff usually happening at these fairs, as William was too busy having his face up her ass to tell her about it, and jousting did sound very exciting! But as she is on her way, she suddenly gets stopped.
“Excuse me!”, a woman draws her attention. She is wearing an elegant outfit that really makes her look like an elven princess or even a queen. “I could not take my eyes off you since I spotted you at the stall. Would you mind if I take some pictures? You look absolutely incredible!”
The boundlessly extroverted Helena blushes a bit when the pretty woman addresses her that excitedly. She has never had anyone ask her for a photo before, outside of William, while at work, and those were specifically photos of her feet and ass.
“O-Oh, course! Thanks for the compliment!”, she replies, and the princess quickly pulls out her phone and takes a few steps back.
Helena puts her drink down on a nearby table and takes a proud pose, putting her fists against her hips while gazing into the distance. A pose she often takes for kinky pics while sitting on her boyfriend. A type of victory pose. It is ironic that William’s face is pressing into her cheeks during it once again.
“Thank you!”, the woman cheers after taking the pic, “May we take one together?”
“Sure!”, Helena agrees short, still a bit flustered about the admiration she is receiving.
But as the princess hands her phone to a friend and goes to stand with Helena, the fluster is pushed away by a sudden kinky idea.
“Well, do you not want to get on?”, she asks the princess, “The princess riding on the back of a loyal centaur knight?”
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Can I?”, the princess responds, “That would be amazing!”
Helena suppresses a chuckle and just replies: “Sure!”
Visibly excited, the princess grabs onto the bags and pulls herself onto the back of the costume.
Helena looks away, grinning in glee as she imagines what William is currently going through as the other woman straddles his back. She can feel him grunt into his ass and pushes out a small fart in response. When the princess has finally fully settled, she shakes around gently.
“Wow, this is quite sturdy! Must have taken a while to build this contraption!”, the princess comments, and Helena has to really work hard to not start laughing.
“Y-yeah. It took a few weeks to adjust to it and get used to moving around with it! But by now it’s like a natural part of my body!”, Helena replies, choosing her words in a way she knows will drive William crazy.
“Oh yeah! I saw how effortlessly you move around! It looks so convincing, like there is nothing additional in there, like it is just one body!”, the princess comments, and Helena feels William moan deeply into his ass. Another person adding to his dehumanization is really hitting him.
“So, ehm, I can hold on like this?”, the princess mutters, hugging onto Helena’s strong body.
Her friend is just taking pics, while the princess appears to be a bit riled up, and as the big tease that Helena is, she just cannot overlook that.
“I have the feeling you’d like to hold me a bit higher, hehe~”, Helena casually says to the princess whose hands are already right beneath Helena’s chest.
“Ehm… S-Sorr-“, the princess whispers and starts to move her hands down, but Helena interrupts her: “Go ahead. I don’t mind. Some intimacy between a princess and her loyal knight would look great on camera~”
The princess does not respond, but immediately moves her hands up to touch Helena’s boobs, even moving one hand slightly below the stylized bikini top.
“You can grab it if you like~”, Helena teased the princess more.
She gulps and starts to really feel up Helena’s chest.
Helena loves it. After all, she does not have a boyfriend at the moment! What is usually her beloved boyfriend is currently nothing more than a part of her backside! A rush goes through her as she thinks about it. She has had her fun just being casual about his situation, but now she really gets into reducing his very existence from a living being to a part of her body! And she knows the most exciting thing she can do for her boyfriend is to really act like he is nothing more than that, like he does not exist as a person! Helena knows if she was to straight up start a date with this princess right now, William would ascend down there. After all, this would not be the first time she has done something like this with him.
The first time one of her friends had a messy breakup: They got drunk, and when the heartbroken woman got touchy with Helena, that big woman landed ass first on her boyfriend. She wanted to deny her friend that drunken mistake, but as she tried to de-escalate the situation, she felt William suddenly kissing her ass. While holding off her smaller friend, she asked him if he was sure about this, and after William kept kissing her ass, she let it happen. The two friends made out, ignoring William’s very existence, and it was very easy to tell how the seat felt about what was happening. Since then, that friend has stayed single, giving room for some fun nights like this whenever she happens to be in the area. Being reduced to the point of no longer having his human existence acknowledged brings William extreme levels of pleasure, and his girlfriend having fun with a woman while she pretends he does not exist has been the pinnacle of that so far.
And for Helena, the whole thing is just as exciting! The power and excitement she feels as she reduces him to non-existence inside that costume makes her heart beat faster. She has become very used to reducing William away from being a human, but fully denying his presence just hits more than anything else. She wants to push it further, and she knows that he NEEDS her to! She is aware that she could do him no greater disservice than letting the moment pass.
Just as a deep blush starts to glow on Helena’s face, the friend of the princess closes in with the phone and hands it to her friend.
“Here you go! Took some good pics!”, she said, “And my boyfriend is now here, so I will be going. Meet you later, like we agreed?”
“Uh, yeah, of course!”, the princess replies as she takes her phone.
The friend waved as she walked to the entrance, and Helena could not help but to grin at the opportunity that has just arisen.
“Soooo, all by yourself now?”, she asks sheepishly.
“Yeah, her boyfriend works here, that’s how we got the tickets. But he’s off duty now, so they want to go on a date for a bit.”, the princess admitted in a tone somewhere between shy and disappointed.
“Well, we could go on a little date ourselves then!”, Helena suggests bluntly.
“Huh? What? Wait, ehm, I…”, the princess mutters, clearly overwhelmed by this offer.
Meanwhile, William is kissing the ass of the woman who is trying to go out with someone else while he is attached to her.”
Come on, you’re clearly into me!”, Helena pushes the princess, spurred on by William’s expression of pleasure below.
“But… I will be leaving tomorrow morning, so this…”, she explains nervously.
“Then this will be a one day romance.”, Helena says, “Nothing wrong with that. Let us just be a knight and her princess for today! A sweet taste of a forbidden relationship that will be just between us and gone once the day is over!”
These charming words have been inspired by the romance fiction Helena has read over the past weeks, and it seems that her target is quite smitten by them. And it appears her princess is also into it with the deep blush that forms on her face.
“R-right!”, she mutters, “We might not see one another again, so what harm could there be!”.
The smirk on Helena’s face is a mixture of excitement, glee, and slight sadism. She starts to walk, forcing her boyfriend to follow and carry her date on his back while the woman who is supposed to be his girlfriend simply pretends he never existed!
“Well then, my dear princess! Allow me to be your steed while we explore this event!”, Helena announces, fully falling into the role of a centaur knight, one that has no boyfriend and is eager to spend time with her princess, “May we watch the knights clash in a duel?”
She points at the area designated for the jousting tournament.
“I-Yes! That sounds like fun, but first…”, the princess tries to act her role, but is clearly still nervous. It is not because of the sudden roleplaying, but simply because she finds herself on a date with the hottest woman she has ever talked to, and she feels that way despite only seeing her upper half. It is difficult to assume how she would feel if she found out what the other half is currently up to.
“I need some refreshments! Something that… Ehm… Helps me revel at this fine event!”, she declares, and Helena giggles, immediately understanding that the princess just wants some booze to help her calm down. She walks back to the table and grabs her keg before handing it to the princess.
“You may have some of mine, milady! Then let us get some more.”, Helena announces.
The princess takes the keg and immediately downs the alcoholic beverage. She can quickly feel her anxiety be washed away. Already much merrier, she lifts the keg into the air and cheerfully commands: “Then let us commence forth at once, my dear knight! This is a day we shall celebrate without remorse!”
“A lightweight.”, Helena thinks to herself and smiles, “This will be fun~”
As Helena walks back to the stall with the mead, the princess is making herself comfortable on her stead. Her wiggling puts intense pressure on William’s back. Equipped with a cup of mead each, Helena turns to make her way towards the tournament, grabbing another plate of Scotch Eggs on the way. Most people turn as the princess-centaur duo makes their way through the fair. The princess has her legs pressing into both sides of the costume while she leans onto her knight.
With each sip, the princess becomes more daring, moving her free hand around Helena’s body, and eventually she placed a cheeky kiss against her knight’s neck, which caused Helena to chuckle.
“Swooning all over me like I just saved you from a cursed tower. I like it~”, Helena says as she looks for a good spot to watch the duels from. Upon finding an empty space, she simply sits down. The centaur has practiced this tens of times, so William knows exactly how to move to allow the upper half of this body to easily sit down and rest her and the weight of her princes right on his face while he sits on his knees doing his best to endure it all. The princess, meanwhile, wraps her arms and legs around her knight’s torso, hugging her tightly as the alcohol keeps getting to her head. Her own ass is planted onto of Helena’s huge rear, really putting her weight on it and thus really putting it on William’s face, which gets completely enveloped by that huge rear easily thanks to all the sweat making it easy for his head to just slip right into that deep, unwashed crack. This robs him of any ability to hear the outside world. His world is often reduced to Helena’s ass, but this is the first time she has also decided to strip him of his very existence at the same time. The lack of acknowledgment and his senses taking in only her ass and the ground beneath them really breaks his mind to the point he denies his own existence, viewing himself truly as just a part of Helena’s centaur body. And with each sip, Helena takes off her mead, coupled with the growing affection her drunken princess pushes onto her, the centaur herself has an easy time simply forgetting about the existence of her boyfriend as well, properly reducing that body she is resting on to a part of herself. And with the Scotch Eggs quickly consumed, the mead also pushes something else. Without thinking about it and without a care in the world, Helena simply lets loose a horribly bubbly fart that easily lasts over a minute. The sound is being muffled by that lower part of her body, and the smell is getting properly absorbed by it, too. No one, not the princess, not the people surrounding them, not even the ones looking more at the lesbian couple than the duel going on, have the slightest idea what kind of stinkbomb has just been released. None of them realizes that if that woman was wearing a regular costume, they would already be backing off, coughing from the stench that would be contaminating the area. In fact, not even Helena realizes that, as she has let that fart out so naturally, she does not even realize it has happened. Of course, simply letting loose is natural for her, given how she has a nose to sniff it all up right at her hole most of the time, but usually she is aware of said nose, while right now, she does not even remember it exists! Her letting loose was not a conscious choice, just an instinct. As for William, he simply inhales those fumes just as instinctively, despite not being currently unaware of his own individuality. His body simply does as it always does, despite the mind inside of it being close to entirely blank by this point. The countless hours his body has spent being a chair for Helena are not the only reason it can endure the weight of the two women sitting on him like this. The restraints inside the costume help stabilize his position. Without those, he would undoubtedly collapse from what follows. The two drunk ladies, fallen into their roles of a princess and her beloved knight, get quite excited about the tournament. As the duelists storm at each other on horseback, both bounce in excitement, and when one duelist gets hit, the princess jumps up as she cheers. That cumulated weight of over a hundred kilos dropping on him over and over again would easily break him were the restraints not supporting it with him, protecting his back and neck. His nose is not protected by anything, though, as it gets thoroughly rammed deep into the anus of the centaur’s upper half. Truly connected like one being, the continuous stream of gas never leaves the body, just moves from one inside through the nose into another, where it gets filtered inside of a pair of lungs, and then what leaves through the lower half’s mouth can no longer be compared to the horrendous fumes that entered it. William is a well-trained fart filter at this point, his body having become adept at absorbing the nasty stench of that gassy woman who uses him so much. And that is all he does. While the two ladies enjoy the show, trade some kisses, and at some point even make out, William just supports their weights and absorbs Helena’s close to noxious gas.
The tournament goes on for a few hours. The ladies drink more, eat a bit, flirt and kiss until the winner is eventually celebrated in the evening. For the celebration, the princess rode her knight to the podium, where the centaur sat down once again, her stomach’s growling hidden by the crowd’s cheers and the following explosive fumes muffled by the lower part of her body. The princess leaped around wildly, bouncing around on her knight’s back, that is, Helena’s rear, and through that, her friend and her boyfriend spot her in the crowd. The exchange is short, due to how drunk the knight and her princess are, but in the end, the princess is taken away by her friend, escorted home so she will be able to manage her travels the next morning. That leaves the centaur by herself, walking about the emptying event, her lower half stabilizing her just enough to not stumble about in her intoxicated state. As she reaches the exit, she thinks back on the fun she had and wonders if she will ever enjoy some time with a significant other again. That is when it hits her that she actually has a boyfriend! The knowledge of William and his current position floods back into her mind.
“Oh, damn it’s late!”, she mutters, noticing the time they had planned to leave for the day over two hours ago and, as quickly as her state allows it, makes way for the bus station.
The bus is much emptier than it was on the way to the fair. So empty that she finds a space to sit with no one else around. She purposely grinds her ass around while also patting the lower part of her costume, gently saying, “You did great today, honey~”
His mind jolted awake by the sudden acknowledgment and affection, William immediately plants a kiss on his girlfriend’s sweaty skin.
“Hehe, there you are~”, she chimes.
After finally making it through the entrance door to their home, Helena immediately undoes the zipper and loses the restraints. William collapses onto the floor, exhausted, but beyond satisfied.
Helena sits down by his head and runs her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair.
“The costume looked AMAZING!”, she tells him, “Oh right, you did not see anything, hehe~”
Her voice is warm, and her teasing makes him chuckle.
She pulls him out of the costume and lifts him onto the couch.
“I will get you something to drink. You probably need A LOT now!”
For the next few hours, Helena serves her boyfriend with food and water, things he desperately needs after spending so much time locked away in the heat of the costume. She even feeds him, though, to really reward him, she does it by stomping on the foot and having him lick it off her, beyond sweaty feet at first. It is his favorite way to eat mashed potatoes after all.
As for the desert, she has fixed him up some nice vanilla pudding and kept it neatly warm inside of her bikini bottoms, right between her cheeks! William really ate that pudding up, leaving her ass spotless like her feet. But this still leaves William as a reeking mess, and Helena still is covered in sweat for the most part. So, while supporting each other, Helena helps her sore boyfriend stand, while William keeps his drunk girlfriend steady, they manage to climb into the bathtub. With hot water and lots of soap and shampoo, the couple cleans each other, and that cleaning eventually turns into making out.
“You know,”, Helena says with a smirk, “She was not a bad kisser, but your tongue just knows its way around my mouth~”
The next day, a sobered up Helena and an only slightly still sore William step upon the fair, arms linked, dressed as a couple of hunters in matching outfits. As her boyfriend’s eyes glow with excitement, Helena cannot help but smile while looking at him, letting him drag her all over the place while her own eyes are mostly locked on him.