PART 1

I was at the school's cafeteria eating lunch with my best friend Connie.

"Hey, Derek, are you doing anything after school?" She asked.

"No. Why?" I asked.

"I wanna hang out at your place."

"I don't know about that, Connie."

"Why not?"

"Why's it gotta be at my house? Why can't it be at your house?

"We've hung out at my house loads of times and yet not once in all the years we've been hanging out have we ever been to your house. I can't help but feel like I'm just a host."

"You're not just a host, you're my best friend."

"Then why won't you invite me to your house?"

"It's just that... my mom... she... she wouldn't be okay with it."

"Why would she not be okay with it? Is it because I'm a girl?"

"No, not at all."

"Then what is it?"

I was surprised at how upset she was over this. She was usually a happy and positive attitude. The only time I had ever seen her upset was when her dog ran away. So I could tell she was very serious about this. I couldn't keep telling her no. "It's just that I don't want her being super weird and mistaking you for being my girlfriend." That was a total lie. The truth is something I'll get to when we reach that point.

"That's your reason? Because your mom would think I'm your girlfriend. You're being kinda petty."

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry."

"Whatever, just meet me at the entrance after school."

"Okay."

We finished our lunch and went about the rest of the day.

I was terrified. "Why?" you might ask. The truth is, my mom and I have a ritual where every time I return home from school, I have to... do a certain thing, and if I fail to do that thing, usually by me being late, I get punished. Luckily I had a plan. I was going to sneak Connie into the house without my mom ever knowing. Yes, I would receive punishment, but I'd rather face that punishment than have Connie see me doing that certain thing. What is that certain thing? You'll see soon. The second thing I had to do was convince Connie to stay in my room and not be loud.

When school finally ended, I rushed outside to the entrance and waited for Connie. I waited for Connie for like 45 minutes when she finally came outside.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. I forgot to mention I had promised to help Mrs. Diaz clean up her classroom. And trust me, it was a mess."

Part of me wanted to yell at her as her being late interfered with my plan, however I figured doing so would just take up more time on top of making me look like a huge jerk, so I decided to let it go. "That's okay, it was just a minor mistake."

"Thanks for being understanding. And I promise I'll make it up to you."

We started walking away from the school and began our walk to my house.

Now, I know what some of you are asking. "How would her being late interfere with your plan of sneaking her in the house?" The answer is simple. Our school gets off at 4 and the walk back home is 20 minutes. My mom usually does her daily workout in our home gym in the basement from 3 to 4:45, though some days she'll extend her workout by a full hour meaning her workout'll end at 5:45. This meant when I got home I had to go down to the basement to do the certain thing before she continues her remaining workout. When she was done with her workout, she goes upstairs to the living room and relax on the couch while watching Netflix or any other streaming platform for a little over an hour. This of course meant that sneaking Connie into the house without my mom seeing either of us was made a million times harder. The only hope I had was to pray to a higher power that today was one of those days where she'd extend her workout.

We finally arrived at the house and I looked into the front window. I was beyond relieved when I didn't see my mom on the couch. She was still downstairs doing her workout giving me time for my plan to work. I ecstatically opened the front door, but then my heart shattered I saw the basement door open.

"Well well well, look who's late again." My mom said.

I was screwed. "Hi... mom."

"Who's this?" My mom asked.

"Hi, I'm Connie. Derek's friend."

"Yes, I've heard of you. He goes to your house to avoid me."

"To avoi... What are you talking about?"

"Oh, so he hasn't told you?" My mom walked over the dining room table and placed her hands on it and arched her back, causing her ass to stick out. "Allow us to demonstrate for you."

"Mom, no. Please, not today."

"I didn't ask your opinion, boy! Show her what you do for mommy!"

I got on my knees and crawled over to my mom's ass, crying the whole way. I puckered my lips and began planting kisses on my own mother's sweaty ass.

"What the hell!?" Connie yelled.

"Relax, little girl, this is totally normal." my mom replied.

"Normal!? This!?"

"Well it should be normal."

"You think your son literally kissing your ass should be normal!?"

"Among other things, but yes. Why shouldn't sons worship the asses of their mothers? Why shouldn't men submit to us, women, the superior sex?"

"That is beyond fucked up!?"

"Is it though? Tell me something, Connie. Do you ever get treated as lesser because you're a girl?"

"I... I do sometimes. My own parents do it."

"Why don't take a seat and tell me about it?"

Connie walked to the dining room table and pulled out a chair and sat down. "Well, my parents always, and I mean always, play favorites towards my twin brother. Like when we were 9, I wanted to play little league baseball, but my parents told me it was too dangerous a sport. A few months later, my brother said he wanted to play little league baseball, and my parents signed him up the next day."

"That is simply unfair of your parents to do?"

"Right? And recently I found out they wouldn't be paying for my college, even I want to stay in the state, but were going to pay for his college which is on the other side of the country. It's so unfair."

"See, Connie. This is exactly why the feminists movement matters. Men have been oppressing us for years, it's time we show them some oppression for a generation or 2, or 5."

"You're right, Miss Brady. We should show men what it's like to be oppressed."

"Please, Connie, no need to be so formal. Call me Diane."

"You got it, Diane."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Connie, my best friend, was turning into a man hating feminazi. My heart was officially broken beyond repair.

"Okay, loser. It's time for the next phase." my mom said.

"Ooh, I can't wait to see where this goes." Connie said.

My mom pulled down her leggings, revealing her bulbous butt cheeks that expanded out. She then did the same with her thong. "Get too it, sweety."

I pulled her ass cheeks apart and inched my face closer to her asshole and planted my mouth over her ass crack and jammed my tongue into her asshole.

"Oh my fucking god." Connie said.

I began thrusting my tongue in my mom's ass like it was a dildo. The taste was absolutely disgusting, on top of the sweat, I was also tasting the shit that never made it out of her anal cavity. I had done this over a thousand times, but it never got any better.

"How often do you make him do this?" Connie asked.

"Every single day."

"Does it... feel good?"

"Does it feel good? It doesn't just feel good, it feels absolutely amazing. It's especially good when..." She stopped before...

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"Ahh, nice." My mom said.

I coughed at the sudden burst of ass that had entered my mouth.

"I didn't say stop!"

Not wanting to anger her further, I jammed my tongue back into my mom's rectum and continued thrusting.

"Oh my god, that smells atrocious." Connie complained.

"Sorry about that, Connie. My farts are absolutely rancid."

"Well, at least I'm not the one taking it point blank in my mouth."

The two started laughing as tears began to run down my face.

"Hey, when he's done with you, can I have a turn?" Connie asked.

"No, Connie. Why do you gotta do this to me? I thought I was your best friend." I thought as I began to sob.

"Sure thing. Get that ass nice and bare, my son's about to give you the experience of a lifetime." She then looked at me menacingly, as if she was threatening to give me a truly awful punishment if I disobeyed. "Isn't that right?"

PART 2

"Yes, mommy." I said.

"Good boy." my mom said as she patted me on my head.

My mom pulled up her leggings and moved away from the dining room table only to be replaced by Connie.

"Please, Connie. Don't do this." I begged.

"Shut the hell up!" Connie shouted before kicking her legs back, getting me in the stomach. She unbuttoned her dixie shorts and pulled them down before doing the same with her lace panties. "Get to it, bitch."

I pulled her ass cheeks apart and stuck my face in her ass before jamming my tongue up her rectum.

"OH!" Connie shrieked, in utter shocked from how much pleasure she was receiving at my expense. "W... wow. That feels... a... amazing."

"Didn't I tell you it felt good?"

"Yes, but I... wasn't prepared for how go... for how good it actually feels. It's like... nothing I've ever ex...perienced."

"Just wait until he tongues your other hole."

"Oh, Diane, don't... tease me."

At least someone was enjoying this, cause I sure as hell wasn't. Connie's ass may have been much cleaner than my mom's, but the fact that in only a few minutes she went from someone who'd take a bullet for me to using me as a tool for her sexual pleasure made the experience much worse. Besides, the least dirty anus is still is an anus, it tastes awful either way.

"Hey, Connie. Do you have plans on Saturday?"

"No, I... don't. W... why do you... ask?"

"I have some friends coming over for our twice monthly gathering. If you wanna learn more about our way of life, then you're more than welcome to join us. I'm sure they love to meet you."

"Tha...t sounds lovely. I'll attend."

"NO! PLEASE!" I screamed internally. The gatherings my mom and her friends have were already a miserable time for me. I did not want Connie there to also get in on the "fun" of making my life a living hell.

"Awesome. Try to be here around 4:30."

"You got it Dia...ne."

As they were saying this, I began to feel something with my tongue. "Oh no. Anything but that." I thought. I stopped thrusting my tongue out of fear. I knew exactly what was coming as my mom it had happened to my mom more times than I can count.

"Uh, Diane..." Connie concernedly said.

"What is it, Connie?"

"What am I to do if I... feel things getting lose?"

"You mean needing to shit? Just use the bastard's mouth."

"His mouth? You sure he can get it all?"

"Trust me, girl. This wouldn't be the first time. You've have to shit out an entire gallon for there to be spillage."

"Okay, whatever you say." Connie relaxed her anus and the turd began to snake it's way out of her ass and into my mouth.

I was in utter horror at the taste. It had the consistency of a soggy brownie and tasted like meat that been rotting for months. Regardless, I chewed up the turd and swallowed it but was then immediately met with more shit that had the consistency of pudding. It tasted somehow almost 10 times worse, but on the plus side, it was literally easier to swallow.

"Oh my god. I can't believe I just did that."

"How do you feel?"

"I feel so... powerful, like nothing in the world can stop me."

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed, Connie. You're gonna need that confidence in life, especially if you wanna help us overthrow the patriarchy and install the matriarchy."

"Oh I will be keeping that confidence." Connie pulled up her dixie shorts. "I think I'm gonna get going, Diane. Thanks so much for teaching me the way the world should be."

"Well thank you for taking the time to listen. We need more young girls to see the truth."

"Maybe I'll teach the girls at school."

"That sounds like an excellent idea, Connie. By the way, feel free to order him around at school. And let me know if he ever disobeys."

"I'm make sure to do that. Bye, Diane." Connie said as she opened the front door. "Oh, and Derek."

I turned around to look at her.

"I'll see you tomorrow, loser." She shut the door, leaving it just me and my mom.

"I have to admit, pig. As much as I hate you, I'm very grateful you brought that girl over. She's gonna be very influential to our cause, I can feel it. Buuut, you were still late and thus have to be punished."

"But mo..."

"No buts. How are you ever going to be a good servent for your future wife if you're always late?"

"But I don't wan..."

"I told you no buts, you just earned yourself a punishment tomorrow as well. And if you're late tomorrow, you'll receive punishments all of next week? Understand?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Good." She grabbed my wrist and dragged me downstairs. We pasted the home gym and entered the dungeon. She threw me on the ground and began looking around the room. "Hmm, what punishment sounds good?" She continued to ponder for a few seconds before snapping her fingers. "Ahah, I know." She grabbed my wrist again and dragged me to what she called "The Foot Odor Box" which was a box designed to fit my head through one hole on the front and her feet through 2 holes on the top which was at an angle, allowing her to rest her feet on my face.

"Mommy, plea..."

"Do you want me to go ahead and give you punishments next week?"

I shut my mouth.

My mom lied me down and placed my head in the box. She then grabbed a chair and placed it right in front of the box and sat down on it. She took off her shoes and immediately placed her socked feet into the box.

The smell was absolutely horrendous. Like moldy cheese marinating in vinegar under the blazing sun. What's worse is that the box prevented any air from getting in or out, meaning my mom's rank ass foot odor was all I was allowed to breath. This was going to be a looooong punishment time.

PART 3

The next day, I arrived at school and saw Connie talking to 3 other girls, Elizabeth, Rhonda, and Ruby, who were nodding their heads as if agreeing with what she said. I instantly knew that she was spreading the message of the matriarchy and that gave me a sick feeling to my stomach, though eating her shit the day prior probably also contributed.

She saw me and beckoned me to come over. Not wanting to know what would happen if I refused, I reluctantly walked over to them.

"Don't you think we should do this demonstration somewhere else?" Elizabeth asked.

"I'm with Elizabeth. I agree with you showing us the ways of the matriarchy, but getting in trouble isn't gonna do us any favors." Rhonda replied.

"You do have a point." Connie said. "Let's take him to the wood shop."

We walked to the wood shop which was currently closed due to most of the electrical outlets being fried and needing replaced.

"Get down on your knees, pig." Connie ordered.

I obeyed Connie's command and got on my knees.

"Okay girls, watch and learn." She pulled down her dixie shorts and panties before grabbing the back of my head and shoving it into her bare ass.

I spread her ass cheeks apart and started to rim her asshole.

"Oh my god. That's hot." Ruby said.

"He's not even fighting it." Elizabeth noted. "Does he enjoy it?"

"Not at all." Connie answered. "But he knows his mom will punish him if he disobeys me."

"Way to go, mom." Rhonda said. "Mothers do need to teach their sons to obey their female superiors."

Ruby then held her stomach and asked "Think I can use his face for a second? I really have to fart."

"I don't see why not." Connie answered. She pulled my face and out her ass and gave me a glaring stare. "I'm going put my face near and if I smell even the slightest hint of her fart, I'm going to tell your mom you were being a bad boy. Understand?"

"Yes, Connie. Please don't make my mom think I was being a bad boy." I said.

They all laughed at me, making me feel even more humiliated.

Ruby walked over to be as she started pulling down her thong and hiked up her skirt, exposing her bare ass. She spread her cheeks and said "Press your nose against my rosebud, this is going to a real stinker."

I moved my nose into her ass and pressed my nose against her hole.

Ruby then grabbed the back of my head to keep in in place. "Alright, pig, here she blows."

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It smelt like bad pepperoni pizza and cupcakes soaking in month old hot dog water, I wanted to puke. Despite my detesting of the smell, however, I inhaled the stench like it was a pleasant smelling flower.

Connie got her face close to Ruby's ass and took a whiff. "Good job, slave. I don't anything."

Ruby let go of my head and pulled her thong back up. "Hope you enjoyed that, pig. I might give you more in the future."

It was then when the bell rang, signaling all students to get to their classes.

"AAAAAAWWWWWW!" Elizabeth, Rhonda, and Ruby said simultaneously, clearly disappointed.

"I'm sorry we don't have any more time for fun, girls." Connie said, clearly saddened. "But we'll continue this on Monday. How does that sound?"

The 3 girls nodded their heads.

"Good. See you Monday, girls." Connie said.

We all walked out of the woodshop and went to our classes.

Lunch time rolled around and I was sitting with Connie like always, only this time joined by Elizabeth, Rhonda, and Ruby. I was to eat my lunch when Connie stopped me.

"I don't think so, pig. We're switching lunches."

I looked at her puzzled. "Why?"

"Because I said we are. Now give me your lunch, unless you want me to tell on your mommy."

I gave her my lunch and she placed a brown paper bag in front of me. I looked into the bag and saw a sandwich and a brownie, both wrapped in saran wrap.

"Start with the sandwich."

I pulled out the sandwich and unwrapped it. I noticed that it was a bit soggy and had an odd smell to it. I took a bite and it hit me why it was like that, the sandwich was marinated in her piss. I spat it out onto the table.

Connie angrily look at me. "Excuse me. Did you just spit out the food I worked so hard to make for you?"

"It's... soaked in pee."

"Do I look like I give a shit? You will eat what I make you or your mommy will find out you've been bad. Now eat your sandwich, starting with the bite you spat out."

Visibly grossed out, I picked up the spat out sandwich and placed it back in my mouth. I nearly gagged on the taste. I finished chewing up the bite before swallowing. I continued eating the rest of the sandwich, with each bite being as gross as the last.

"Now eat the brownie. I made that one special for you."

I grabbed the brownie from the bag and slowly unwrapped it. Remembering that Connie had soaked the sandwich in her piss, I suspected that she baked the brownie batter with pieces of her shit like they were chocolate chips. As I bit into I was proven wrong. The brownie didn't have pieces of her shit in it, it was entirely her shit.

"You like that taste? I took a pretty solid dump this morning and collected it, just for you."

The other girls laughed at my misery.

Not wanting Connie to tell my mom I disobeyed, I ate the rest of her "brownie" against my body's wishes. I would've vomited had there been another bite.

School finally ended and I walked home, dreading what was to come. I entered the house and went to the basement and saw my mom running on the treadmill. "Mom, I'm home."

My mom turned off the treadmill and looked back at me with a devilish grin. "Right, on time." She then gave her butt a smack before pulling her leggings and thong down. "You know what to do."

I dropped to my knees and crawled over to her bares ass. I pulled her cheeks apart and jammed my tongue into her asshole.

"That's right, baby. Give mommy what she likes."

Like yesterday, the taste was awful, however more bearable on account of her workout not being as long.

My mom's phone rang and she picked it up. "Hello?" "Oh hey, Connie. How'd you get my number?" "Oh the school record. Duh, silly me. Well what's up?" "Oh really?" "Well I'd be glad to meet those 3 ladies. How about Sunday?" "You did what?" "HA! Holy shit. How come I never thought of that?" "Don't worry, that'll be his lunch from now on." "Are you still gonna be here tomorrow?" "Oh good. I can't wait to see you. Bye-bye." She hung up the phone. "You know, fuck face. If all goes well tomorrow, I'll talk to her about you 2 getting married once you're fully trained."

I groaned at her comment. I had no desire marrying a woman who'd treat me like that.

"Alright, loser. I think you've done enough tonguing for today. It's time for your punishment." She pulled my face out of her ass and pulled her leggings back up. She turned around and inched her face close to mine. " And it's your all time favorite."

This was not good. I knew exactly what punishment was talking about, and it was absolute Hell on Earth.

"The Fumigation Shorts" as she liked to call it, was a pair of latex shorts with a space at the back to fit my head. While she'd be wearing the shorts, my face would be in her ass with the back portion of the shorts wrapped around my head, and with my face trapped in her ass, she's unleash a barrage of farts. The upside was that my mom wasn't the gassiest person on a normal day, in fact the fart she released on my tongue yesterday was something that usually only happened like 2-3 times a week. As result, she rarely ever used this punishment. The downside, however, is that she was able to turn her ass into a farting machine if prepped and she almost always used it whenever she had time to prepare. All it took was a can of beans, a bowl of steamed vegetables, and coffee with artificial sweetener and her ass may was well be a nuclear bomb.

My mom dragged me by my shirt collar to the dungeon and grabbed the fumigation shorts before throwing me to the ground. She started undressing, leaving only her socks and sports bra, and put on the shorts. She then placed my head in and zipped it up, trapping me inside.

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I was hit with the smell of rotten uncooked steak soaking in sewage. I wanted to die.

"By the way, fuck face. I ate double my usual to prepare for this. We shouldn't be finished until at least midnight."

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