It was nighttime, 12:34 to be exact, and everyone was asleep in the Smith residence. That is, except for Beth, the mother of the family. She had been trying to go to asleep for ages now, but couldn't sleep at all, and she knew why: there was a burning urge in her mind that she couldn't get rid of. She tried to ignore it, she had been trying for hours, but there was no shaking the fact that she wouldn't be getting any sleep until she got to fart in someone's face. Because of a prank Summer made, she had eaten a delicious looking steak that had now made her extremely gassy. Her stomach gurgled loudly. She sighed and silently got up from her bed to get a glass of water, but then she had an idea. She looked back at her husband Jerry, who was peacefully sleeping right next to where Beth once was. Smirking, she tiptoed to him and hung her rear only a few inches above his nose. Then, she quietly grunted and pushed.

PSSSSTTTT..

A small SBD was released and flew into Jerry's nose. Beth had expected him to recoil in his sleep from the fart, but was surprised to see him actually grin and start sniffing in his unconsciousness. She felt happy for a second and made a mental note to fart around him more often, now that she knew he actually didn't hate it, but she still didn't feel satisfied, and she knew what the problem was. The thing was, Jerry was asleep, and Beth wanted to fart on someone who was awake and actually react to it. She thought for a second, and eventually an idea came up. She quietly got dressed in her usual red shirt and jeans and went to the garage where Rick was sleeping at his desk. She softly nudged him awake.

"Hey, dad?" She whispered.

Rick sleepily woke up. "Ugh..Y-y-yes, sweetie?"

"Um..can I borrow your portal gun? I'd really like to somewhere..by myself...for the night."

"S-sure, hon...i-i-i-it's on the sh-shelf, next to the time travel stuff.."

"Really? Thanks, dad!"

Beth grabbed the gun, inserted a location, and walked into the portal. The dimension was about the exact same as her own, but with two differences: It was daytime, and Morty, her son, had a fart fetish, just like her. She looked inside, and fortunately saw Morty alone in the house drinking a water bottle; except it wasn't actually Morty. It was a girl who was dressed exactly like him, but with a red hairband in her hair. However, that wasn't really a problem to Beth, and she went up to the door and knocked.

"U-um, hello?" she asked.

Then Beth remembered that this house was the exact same as hers, and so she used her own key to open the door.

"Oh, h-h-hey, mom," she said, and she turned around to walk away when Beth said something that made her stop dead in her tracks.

"I'm not your mom, and I know you like it when a girl farts," she said loudly.

The female Morty dropped her water bottle and spun back to Beth quickly.

"W-W-W-WHAT!? THAT'S NOT TRUE! WHO TOLD Y-Y-Y-Y-YOU THA-" But Beth interrupted her.

"It's ok, it's ok, I also have the fetish!" Beth said, trying to calm her down. "The only difference, though..." she said, turning around, showing off her greatly shaped ass to the girl,"is that I like to be the one to pass the gas," and she bent down, put her butt up, and grunted.

FRAAaaaaAAPtt!

"Ahh," she sighed in relief and turned back to her audience. The Fe-Morty's eyes were wet, due to her embarrassment of the discovery of her sick fantasy, but her mouth was open and her face was still just as red as Beth's shirt.

"W-wow.." she trailed off. "That was...great..."

"Thank you, what's your name?" Beth asked.

"M-M-Morticia," she replied.

"Well, Morticia, I'm feeling REALLY gassy, so why don't we go upstairs to your room, and you can get a closer look of this," Beth said, signaling her jean-clad behind. Morticia only nodded, hypnotized by her ass and the stink it could make. They walked upstairs, with Beth in front, and Morticia followed behind as she kept her face close to Beth's bum, noticing how jiggly it was with each step she took. They made it to the room, and Beth instructed her to lay down on the bed. Morticia did as she was told.

"Icantbelivethisisreallyhappening," Morticia said out of breath.

"Well, you better believe it, because here it comes!" Beth said, and she climbed onto the bed and sat down on Morticia's face.

BrAaAaAAPppPpPTtTTT!!!

Morticia breathed in all the gas, pondering whether she was dreaming or if this was really happening. Either way, she was glad it was happening.

"Ohhh, that felt good," Beth said. "Spank my ass, Morticia! Spank it!"

SPANK!

"Now Smell!"

PPpppPPPPpPLLLLLlllLBBBBBbB!!!

Morticia pulled Beth's gassy ass closer and smelled more. She never felt happier in her life. Beth was thinking the same thing. Turns out it felt great to a have a girl under your ass smelling all your nasty farts. Beth raised her large booty and looked back Morticia.

"Morticia, you're enjoying this, right?"

"Mm-hmm!"

"How about I make this a little better?"

"MM-HMM!"

"Okay, how do you feel about this?" Beth smirked at Morticia and, to her delight, pulled down her jeans, where it was revealed that Beth had no underwear on at all. Morticia's heart skipped a beat. She wrapped her arms around Beth's waist and forcibly pulled her back down on her face, startling Beth.

"Wow, you really are enjoying this, huh?" Beth asked. Morticia only moaned in response. Beth chuckled, then put her hand behind Morticia's head and pushed farther into her cheeks. "Here's the last one!" she said.

BBbbbBBBrrrRRRRrrrAaAAAAaaaaaPPPPpppPPTTTT!!!!

Heaven. Pure heaven for both girls. Beth got off of Morticia and pulled her pants back up. She looked at Morticia; she was red-faced and breathing heavily, but you could tell she was never better. Morticia tilted her head to Beth. "That," she said, "was amazing. Will...will you come back?"

Beth smiled."Definitely, but I have to go now. Don't tell anyone about this, okay?" she said. Morticia nodded. "Okay then, bye for now!" She said, and she opened the portal and went back to her dimension. Morticia laid back down on her bed and looked at the ceiling.

"I love my life," she thought.