By: Europaguy
PART 1
Francene “Frankie” Dwyer was your definition of a broke college student. Spending a vast majority of her funds on the overpriced tuition, the poor girl only had enough money to scrape by on instant ramen, popcorn, and boxed mac & cheese. Naturally, she would have gotten a job somewhere on campus, but her school was both in the middle of nowhere, and any service job at the college was highly competitive and you had to know people to get in. Not having a car made the situation even more difficult, so Frankie seemed doomed to spend the next years sacrificing nourishment for higher education. Not that there was much to lose anyway, the skinny brunette was already a stick compared to most girls. There was one thing that made school life a lot better, and that was Frankie’s best friend, Millicent “Milly” Green. Milly was somewhat the opposite of the petite brunette; she was far from starving, being quite overweight in fact. Towering over Frankie and most other students at 6’5, the hulking young woman sported a huge pair of breasts that mesmerised onlookers, which lead do to a great, fleshly belly that poked out in front of her. Even more attention worthy was the girl’s massive derriere, which must have poked out enough to stand several cans of beer on and had to be close to a full metre in width. Watching those twin, colossal cheeks bounce and jiggle as Milly walked was truly a sight to behold.
The plus sized woman was also opposite Frankie in that she didn’t live on campus. The girl was somewhat spoiled and was given rides to school everyday by her dad, who lived in a nearby cottage. There, the ever-hungry Frankie assumed that Milly must have access to large quantities of food, given that her bestie seemed to gain weight with every passing month.
Thinking about calling her BBW friend to see if she could spare some of her bounty, Frankie was startled by a knock at her dorm room door. Looking through the peephole, the young woman smiled as she saw Milly’s pudgy face looking back at her. “Come on it, Mills.” She said, swinging the door open to let her larger friend in. “Frankie! Girl, I think I may have found you a way to make some extra cash!” Milly exclaimed excitedly. “Seriously? Well let’s hear, I’ll do anything.” The smaller girl replied, though her enthusiasm quickly dissipated as she saw what Milly was showing her on her phone. “Pornhub?!” Frankie spat as her plus sized friend pulled up the free smut site. “Hell no, I’m not doing porn!” Laughing, Milly started typing something into the search bar. “Relax, there are things that you can do that people would actually pay for that don’t require you be naked.” She explained. “There’s this thing called a “fart fetish”, where people just get off to watching girls fart! Can you believe it?” Frankie couldn’t believe it, but the internet was a big place so it made sense that someone was into such an odd thing.
“So what, all I have to do is show my bum to the camera and fart?” Frankie asked sarcastically. “Not quite, the videos with the most views have a little more than that in them.” Milly explained. “Some of these pervs out there like watching these girls fart on men or women. Watch this one, for example.” The BBW continued as she clicked on one of the videos. “Holy crap, is this for real?” Frankie almost laughed as the clip opened to a man laying down on the floor, with a strange box around his head that had a toilet seat on top. “That’s called a toilet box or a fart box or something.” Milly explained. “Keep watching.” Eventually, a voluptuous woman walked on screen and rounded the prone man and his strange headgear. “Ready for some delicious farts, my loyal slave?” The thick girl in the video asked the guy, with him nodding eagerly in response. “Okay, get ready.” The woman replied as she turned around and sat her nude ass on the toilet seat, giving the contained man a view of her butthole. “Get ready, here comes the first one!” the seated lady warned. Frankie had to stop herself from laughing as a loud fart blasted out of that fat ass, echoing inside the box containing the man’s head. “Wow, this is for real eh?” she laughed at Milly. “So that girl farting away on the dude is making bank doing this?”
Nodding, the BBW closed the video. “Good money, that particular clip had over a hundred thousand views!” she clarified. “She probably makes a good few hundred every month just by these views alone.” Frankie was quite convinced now. “Sweet! I’m all down, but how exactly do we start making these?” she asked her heavier friend. “Simple, turns out my little brother is a freak.” Milly explained. “He has one of these exact toilet boxes! But apparently he actually likes women shitting on him, so…” Frankie raised her hand to stop the explanation from going further. “That’s nasty and I don’t want to know, but that’s sweet about the box.” She giggled. “But if we’re going that face-farting route…does that mean you go in that box and I have to fart in there?” Frankie asked, the sentence sounding so unnatural to say. Milly merely laughed in reply. “Hell no, the girls with the big butts get the most views.” She said, giving her huge ass a little shake. “Plus, unlike you, I can actually fart on command. To Reiterate her point, the BBW let out a quick, squeaky fart.
Fanning her nose at the smell, Frankie started shaking her head. “So that means you’d be farting on me?!” she asked. “Ewww no thank you!” Slapping a chubby hand on the smaller girl’s back, Milly pulled her friend along. “Look, I promise they won’t be too stinky, and you can always hold your breath too if it gets too bad.” She reassured Frankie. “Just think of that extra money we can make, hell I’ll give you all the proceeds, I just want to help my girl out.” Milly finished. As crazy as it sounded, Frankie was almost ashamed to actually be considering such a stunt, but the promise of money was so tempting. Do this one embarrassing thing, and she could be eating real food for the rest of the year. “Okay…fine.” Frankie said finally relenting. “Just one video though.” Smiling, Milly headed for the door. “Awesome! I’ll bring the box over tomorrow; this might be fun.” She gigged, turning and poking her wide butt out, releasing a couple of quick farts. Smirking as her little friend stated coughing at her gas, Milly took her leave. “Sorry, had to practice!” she called behind her. “Maybe work on getting used to the smell too!” Wrinkling her nose as the BBW’s lingering fart, Frankie was still shocked at what she had just agreed to. “This had better be worth it.” She thought to herself, turning to her meager pantry to make a shrimp ramen.
Walking to her dorm after class, Frankie found herself travelling slower than usual. Milly had texted her a bunch of times, excitedly telling her that she had the “fart box” and was on her way. The petite girl was beginning to have second thought about doing this face-fart video thing, but her rumbling stomach motivated her somewhat to just get it over. Arriving at the dormitory, Frankie went red as she saw Milly sitting in the common room with the box on her lap. It had a wooden frame, but most of it was made up of clear glass, with the iconic plastic white toilet seat on top. “Frankie, girl, over here!” The plus sized girl waved. “Milly, my room, NOW.” The smaller girl hissed, growing quite embarrassed as other students in the room looked at the two in bewilderment. “Isn’t this thing hilarious??” her friend giggled, carrying the box up behind them. Slamming her dorm door shut, Frankie was finally able to get a good look at the peculiar instrument. Setting it on the floor, she inspected the head hole and the toilet seat framing the opening above it. Milly meanwhile started to set up a tripod and camcorder, placing it within range of the box. “Let me know when you’re ready, I’m actually excited to do this!” she said happily. “Easy for you to say, you’re not the one going in the fart box.” Frankie replied, giving the device a little kick. “Oh hush, you’ll like looking up at my big bum.” Milly teased. Rolling her eyes, the young woman got onto the floor and opened the peculiar box up, resting her head inside and her BBW friend shutting it behind her. Head encased in the wood-framed glass cube, Frankie stared up at the ceiling through the hole at the top.
“Well this is friggin weird.” She chuckled, the experience seeming so surreal. Milly meanwhile clicked “record” on the camera, and made her way over to her box, sliding her pants and panties off as she approached. “Whoa wait Milly, what are you doing?” Frankie said, startled at the sight of her naked friend. “You didn’t say you’d be going nude for this!” Walking her jiggling thighs over, the BBW smiled down at her friend from the toilet seat. “You saw how many views that video had, and the girl was naked.” She explained. “Besides, I don’t care if people see me nude, I love my body!” Looking into the blinking recording light, Milly rushed over. “But wait, that means I’m going to have to get those farts directly, and tha-” Frankie was cut off by the larger woman abruptly sitting down on the toilet seat, completely covering the hole with her immense ass. “Shhh we’re rolling, Frankie.” Milly hissed. “Hey everyone, this is my first video, and tonight I’m going to let my little friend here sniff some of my yummy farts!” she started in a sing-song voice, looking into the camera now.
Frankie’s eyes went wide as her friend plopped her butt down on the toilet seat above her. The colossal ass was so huge that the smaller girl could see those big, jiggly cheeks hanging over either side of the box. Cringing at the sight of Milly naked butthole, where the entirely of the big girl’s inner crack sunk down somewhat into the container. “Dammit, Milly, did you have to spread your ass when you sat down?” Frankie complained from below, the scent of butt wafting down on her face almost immediately. “Shush, slave!” Milly giggled, clenching her fist and letting out an unladylike grunt. “Ohhh fuck.” The smaller girl thought to herself as the butthole hanging above puckered open, releasing a fart that echoed loudly within the confines of the box. The hot gas searing her face, Frankie coughed and sputtered at the rank smell that quickly filled the entire container. “Good lord Milly, what the hell was that?” she called up with tears in her eyes. “Hehe, taste good, slave?” the larger woman teased, bouncing her great behind on the seat, which creaked beneath her weight. “Well fear not, I have a ton more where that came from!” With that, a couple of quick butt blasts squeaked out of the repeatedly puckering sphincter above the contained girl, blowing her hair a little as they hit her right in the face. Poor Frankie again choked on the cloying gas as it replaced what small amount of air remained in the box.
Milly meanwhile mercilessly began to go rapid fire with her ass, grunting again as she ripped a 10-second fart down the hole. “Dang, I bet this looks great on camera!” the BBW thought to herself, taking no notice of her friend choking beneath her. “Fuck Milly, that’s enough, let me out!” Frankie wheezed, tears streaming down her face as the barrage of flatulence burned her nose. “Nope, you’re just going to have to be a good slave and sniff up those stinky farts!” the larger woman replied playfully, sighing in relief as she released a dry, airy fart onto the girl below. “Nice acting, by the way!” she whispered down at the box. Frankie’s struggles were no act, however, as the girl now frantically began to claw at the box that her head was sealed in. “No, let me out, let me- ack!!” the poor girl choked as she accidently inhaled some Milly’s dry, stale fart with her mouth, tasting the foul gas as it slithered down her throat. A similar blast echoed down from above, where Frankie now turned her head to the side in a feeble attempt to shield herself from the rotten smell. The air within the box had gone rank with Milly’s gas, and the girl trapped inside was beginning to feel the heat as a layer of sweat formed on her forehead.
“Uh oh, get ready.” The larger woman warned, placing a hand on each cheek to spread them further apart. “These next few are going to really wet!” Before she could protest, Frankie screamed as Milly’s butthole puckered and opened again to blast out a set a particularly nasty farts, which were complimented by a light spray of revolting ass juice. Gagging on the even fouler scent, the poor, trapped girl attempted to forcibly remove the box, but the heavier woman seated upon it made doing so impossible. “Awe look at my slave, it must really stink in there!” Milly laughed at the camera, spreading her thighs to look down at Frankie. “Wow, she’s doing a convincing acting job, good thing those are my less-rank farts!” the BBW thought to herself, seeing her friends retching, red face. Despite her claims of the gas being “less-rank”, Milly’s rotten flatulence was borderline killing her best friend. Desperate to get her friend’s attention, Frankie began to pull and tug on one of the chubby feet that rested on the floor next to the set up. “Oh my gosh stop, Frankie, that tickles!” Milly giggled as she felt the hands on her feet, unintentionally ripping several wet farts in rapid succession. The poor girl beneath squealed again as her face was splattered with more butt juice, feeling a few droplets end up right up her nose as she attempted to turn her head again. Milly meanwhile found it amusing as the air inside the clear glass box seemed to be turning a cloudy shade of green. “Well, five minutes down, another twenty-five to go!” she thought to herself, deciding that a longer video would make more money.
PART 2
Frankie’s squeals echoed throughout the tight confines of the gas-filled box that encased her face, the financially-desperate college student now very much regretting her decision to film a fart fetish clip with her overweight bestie. Her fat ass still bearing down on the scrawny girl from the toilet seat atop the strange device, Milly continued to be amused at her friend’s reactions as she shimmied her wide hips and playfully wiggled her jiggling booty firmly down into the opening, ensuring that not one bit of her flatulence escaped the box.
“You’re doing awesome, Frankie, guys are going to eat this shit up, trust me!” The heavier woman giggled as one of her eyes shut while she squeezed out another raunchy blast of gas onto her friend’s restrained head below. Genuinely believing that her farts were much more tolerable than her victim was leading on, Milly was now full intent on turning what was only supposed to be a short clip into a full-fledged movie. The grim reality, however, was that Frankie was suffering immensely. Tears streaming down her red cheeks that were moistened with sweat and foul butt juice from the titanic rear staring her in the eye, the poor girl choked on the series of dry, airy bursts that had begun to loudly dispense from the hairy, unwiped shithole of her best friend. 3 long rippers pelted Frankie’s face with a gust that felt almost like the air of a stinky hair dryer cascading over her features, where a new horrendous stench of fermented broccoli and fragrant cheese caused the flatulence to induce uncontrollable gagging from the tortured young woman.
“Ha ha, yes, act like this shit is making you sick!” Milly chortled from above as she continued dispensing her bioweapon-grade farts down into the box. She now found amusement in watching Frankie’s skinny body buck and writhe with no regard for her own wellbeing, it was almost as if the tortured girl was willing to break her own neck to escape her predicament.
“Damn, I hope she doesn’t puke,” Milly said, winking at the camera that was filming the pair. “You know, some of these farting girls that you see online just pump air up their ass, but not your girl Milly. Nope, every single one of these demons is pure stank,” she continued, proudly patting her plump belly as she explained that. Frankie’s reactions spoke for themselves, the skinny girl now thrashing about on the floor as she desperately tried to grab at the glass box that restrained her head beneath her best friend’s ass.
“Milly! Fuck- Milly I mean it, stop! Let me up! I can’t- ugh lord,” Frankie began, her desperate cries devolving into a low moan as the BBW that sat above her released a nightmarish SBD fart that filled the box with a new hellish scent. Thick and heavy and smelling like actual shit, this new gas had stunned the restrained college student to the point of paralysis. Her nerves shot from her body’s attempt to endure and survive the onslaught of disgusting farts, Frankie’s lower lips trembled as an endless stream of tears silently flowed from her red-stung eyes while she stared opened mouthed at the enormous derriere of her best friend, the dark, dank ass crack and the repeatedly opening sphincter oozing a constant wave of stink right onto her face.
“Uh-oh! I hope I didn’t kill her with that one,” Milly snickered at the camera, before looking down between her thick thighs at her teary-eyed accomplice. “Awe, she’s crying more, but how about we really give her something to cry about? Milly mega bomb- activate!”
Clenching every muscle in her body as tight as it would go, the voluptuous beauty grunted loudly as a bead of sweat gently rolled down her forehead under the immense strain that she exerted on herself. A gruesome bubbling had begun deep within her colon, and like a sweltering powder keg, was close to exploding. Milly had been saving up this extra special pent up gas for when she was ready to kick the video up a notch, and she had taken Frankie’s presumed fake tears as an indication that the two women were on the same page. This couldn’t be further from the truth as the poor girl beneath that titanic ass began to emit a raspy scream within the fogged glass as she heard the bad news coming.
A very unladylike groan to the roof from the BBW was immediately followed by a deep, deafening fart that echoed throughout the toilet box in a low, bassy tone, almost as if a foghorn had gone off inside it. Frankie’s upturned face had no time to move as it was bombarded with the blast of pressurized gas, hitting her cheeks and mouth with the force of a hurricane as her lips were forced open comically by the intensity of it. This also insured that the intolerable reek would be blasted down her throat, which instantly caused Frankie to wish for the sweet release of death. The taste and smell of this giant was describable as somewhere between moldy cheese and the bottom scraping of a clogged septic tank, instantly reducing the smaller girl to uncontrollable gags, cries, and retching as the fart rumbled on.
Milly moaned in what sounded like pleasure as the minute mark ticked by, the thick, pear-shaped woman rocking back and forth as the revolting mass within her continued to trickle out with no signs of stopping, completely oblivious to the suffering of her poor friend. The air inside the fart box had gone from a hazy fog, to an almost cartoony poison green as the foul gas flowed over the face of the trapped girl. Eye twitching in ecstasy at the relief of dispelling such a beast, Milly smirked as she looked down at Frankie’s twitching feet, and internally commended her bestie for acting as if she was on death’s door so realistically. Unfortunately for the smaller woman, her gargantuan torturer had failed to realize that more than just farts was dispensing from between those jiggling, tanned buttcheeks.
Her vision clouded by the green murk floating around the horrendous-smelling environment, Frankie was more than shocked as she felt a hot, fuming mush begin to trickle down onto her nose and mouth, followed by a stench that was ten-fold compared to that of the gas. Screaming to high heaven, the choking young woman was in horror as she realized that her plus sized friend had begun to unknowingly shit on her. Arms flailing and clawing at the solid box that contained her head, Frankie screeched bloody murder as the reeking stream of hot sludge poured over her facial features, flowing down over her eyes, nose, mouth, and into her beautiful long hair. If it weren’t for the fact that her stomach was empty, she’d have long thrown up at the nauseating smell and feeling of liquid shit overcoming her head.
“Ahhhh how did you like that, skinny-legs? You feeling that smell?” Milly kissed down at her bestie, before looking back up at the camera and licking her lips while rubbing her bulging breasts seductively. To the curvaceous college student, it felt as if she was still trickling out her foul gas down below, but the reality was that her bowels were promptly emptying themselves on and over the head of her supposed friend. Worst of all, the thick brown stream now threatened to fill the fart box as it began to pool up around Frankie’s struggling head, the reeking tar tainting her pretty, fair skin with its noxious brown-green dye. Eyes closed to avoid getting the rain of shit in them, the trembling girl bellowed loudly as she attempted to get the attention of her horrendously-oblivious friend over the sound of the sloppy mess that as descending upon her. The built up wave of crap was rising as it completely covered the floor of the fart box, rising steadily past the suffering woman’s ears and consuming her once-beautiful hair.
Fortunately, before Frankie could be drowned in the accumulation of liquid feces, Milly finally ceased her monumental bowel movement and leaned back with a satisfied grin on her face.
“Ah there we go, now lets let her stew in there for a bit,” she said with a shimmy of her big behind, assuming that it was only her hot gas that her friend was contending with down below. Over the course of the next five minutes, the thick amazon laughed and joked with the supposed viewers at the assumed torment that her victim was going through, pointing out how Frankie had stopped movement and hypothesized her passing at the hands of her intolerable gas. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that she finally lifted her bulk from the heavily-squashed toilet seat, and it was then when Milly realized just how dirty she had done her friend.
“Oh my god, Frankie! Shit, shit, shit, are you okay?” The BBW screamed as she stared into the fart box only to see her bestie’s face completely buried in liquid shit, her pursed lips being the only feature visible beneath the dark gunk. The unobstructed opening leaked the foul gasses that Milly had been dispensing inside along with the flood of excrement, which the ditzy pear was now able to finally smell for herself.
“Fuck, is this from me?” she gagged to herself, bringing her discarded shirt to her nose in an effort to block out the stench, temporarily drawing her attention away from the buried girl. “Shit, I’m coming Frankie, hold on!”
It took almost half an hour to siphon the liquidly mess of shit out of the box, and a further few minutes to remove the almost-comatose Frankie from its confines. Milly had watched from across the bathroom with her nose pinched as the poor girl slowly came back to life in the bathtub that the BBW had filled with hot soapy water, though the wash didn’t seem to do much about the intense smell that Frankie’s skin had apparently absorbed. Milly could only give a nervous smile as her friend’s sunken eyes glared at her the whole time.
“Look, I’m sorry I got carried away, but just think of how good that footage was!” the heftier woman reasoned. Indeed, the video turned out to be a rousing success, with hundreds of people purchasing the $20 clip from the online store that the two girls had setup. This did help Frankie with her financial troubles for the rest of the year, but this all came at a cost besides the irreversible trauma that had been inflicted upon Frankie. From then on, the poor girl could swear that people would wrinkle their noses as they passed her, the inhuman stink from Milly seemingly never washing off.
PART 3
“$800 for a piece of junk that needs a new starter? What the hell!?”
Third-year-college student, Francine “Frankie” Dwyer, was ready to start the school year different by finally searching for a car to take her to and from campus, where she planned to get a job at one of the nearby towns to help pay for rising college expenses. Inflation had hit the US hard, however, and even the price of used vehicles had skyrocketed, where the young woman was dismayed at some of the outrageous prices that she found for listed cars on the internet.
“Oh my God, I’m going to be back to eating mac and cheese and popcorn,” Frankie groaned as she brushed back her messy brunette hair to rub her temples. She’d already blown the last of her money on tuition.
Suddenly, the student’s cellphone lit up as it received a call from an unknown number. Gulping as she hoped that it wasn’t creditors, Frankie hesitantly brought the phone to her.
“Hello?” she asked in a mumble.
“Oh my gosh, Frankie? Is this still your number?!” a familiar voice asked noisily on the other side of the line. “How the hell are you, girl?!”
Her eye twitching as a series of traumatic flashbacks raced through her brain, Frankie immediately knew who it was. It was Milly Green, an old friend of hers who she’d since lost contact with after a rather troubling incident two years ago.
“Um…hey, Milly, what’s up?” the young woman asked unenthusiastically.
“Well, I was just thinking about that time I got us kicked out of that seafood buffet for the amount that I ate, and it made me realize something,” the exuberant student on the other end began. “I miss you!! We had so many good times. Please come to my house for dinner tonight, I’ll pick you up and everything!”
“I think you farting in front of that teenage girl that was in line behind you was what got us kicked out,” Frankie reminded her former friend. “I mean the poor kid was rolling around on the ground choking…and I don’t blame her in retrospect.”
“Oh, come on now Frankie, I have the grill fever and I’m cooking up ribs, burgers, hot dogs, all kinds of good stuff!” Milly insisted, not letting it go. “I miss us, bestie, don’t you? Let’s just put that incident of the video behind us and move on.”
Sighing, Frankie closed her eyes just as her stomach started to rumble. As uninterested as she was in going, a part of her did miss Milly, and plus this could be the last time that she’d get a good meal.
“You know what…sure, why not?”
After squealing loudly in excitement, Milly hung up and promptly hopped into her Mercedes G-class and sped off to the campus to pick up her friend.
“Ah, this place brings back memories,” Frankie chuckled when she got out of the car upon arriving at Milly’s family’s countryside manor, where a sizzling grill sat atop an expansive desk that overlooked a beautiful lake.
“FRANKIE!!” Milly cried as she slid out of the driver’s seat and engulfed the smaller girl in a massive, smothering bearhug. “I missed you!!”
Prying her face out from between the BBW’s giant breasts, Frankie leaned back and looked up at her former best friend. Standing at an enormous 6’5 and draped in a blue tank top and white miniskirt, the blonde-haired Milly sported a curvaceous body that included her large, pudgy stomach and gargantuan rear end that poked out from beneath the tiny skirt, her twin cheeks wobbling as she bounced excitedly.
“H-hey, I missed you too,” Frankie replied through a nervous smile as she wiggled out of the BBW’s bearhug.
Suddenly, Milly’s demeanor became uneasy as she started to wring her hands while looking down at the smaller woman.
“Frankie…it’s true that I wanted to see you, but there’s another reason I called you here,” she began. “Are you…broke again?”
“Say what?” Frankie laughed hoarsely as her face went a deep red. “Who says I’m broke?”
“People are tweeting about it at the college, girl, there are pictures of you using 10- year-old textbooks” the BBW explained solemnly, before putting a thick, heavy arm around the
scrawny student. “I wish I could lend you some money, but my 20 million is shoved away in a trust fund that I can’t touch until graduation. But, if you’re willing, I have another way that we can make you some dough.”
“How?” Frankie asked bluntly as she crossed her arms.
“Uhh…do you remember how much money you made off of that video we made together?”
Sighing, the skinny brunette dusted off her second hand jeans and promptly turned and made for the front door. She wasn’t sure how she’d get back to the campus 10 miles away, but she was determined to walk if she had to rather than have the conversation that her acquaintance was looking to have.
“Wait!! Let me explain!” Milly exclaimed as she shuffled ahead of Frankie to block her way. “Look, I know I got carried away last time, but my idea involves a different woman. I know you hated it, but you made enough money to live off for the next two years. Think about it, you’ll be set if you do this one video!
Halting, Frankie bit her lip as she knew that Milly was right. On that fateful day two years ago, the BBW had introduced the broke college student to the wonders of fart fetish porn videos, where the pair attempted to do a nasty scene featuring Milly sitting atop a toilet box with her friend’s head trapped inside and farted on it for hours. Frankie became incredibly traumatized when her pleas to stop the video fell on deaf ears as her “friend” unwittingly farted and even shit on top of her. Admittedly, the resulting clip made a ton of money (which was now spent), but it created a lasting rift in the friendship between the two women.
“You said it’s a different girl that will be doing the farting?” Frankie asked through clenched teeth, in disbelief that she was considering the video.
“Y-yes, I promise!” Milly replied excitedly. “Here, I’ve already set things up in the living room. Let’s get you back in the hotseat! Hehehe get it, hotseat? Cause all the farts?”
“I get it, Milly,” the smaller girl sighed as she was led into the den, where her eyes widened upon spotting the fartbox and a tripod-mounted camera. “Holy crap…you kept that thing all this time?”
“Yes, just in case my pal needed help again in the future!” the BBW exclaimed as she began to fiddle with the camera. “So I say we just do what we did last time. It’ll be a short, 10- minute video. If it sells 10,000 copies like it did last time, then you’ll be in the money.”
“Fine…lets just get this over with,” Frankie groaned as she grabbed the toiletseat lid on the box and opened it up, her hands trembling as she recalled the last time her head was inside the fetish device. Swallowing her apprehension, the young woman laid down on her back with her head facing up and contained within the box.
“Great!! Awe this brings back memories,” Milly sighed as she shut the toilet lid, sealing her friend’s face inside. “Hold on, I’ll go get the star. My aunt was in town, so she got dropped off yesterday!”
As her massive body skipped away, Frankie was left to stare up at the ceiling as she contemplated her life and her regret at not being born rich. It wasn’t long before a new pair of
footsteps replaced Milly’s thundering ones, and the sound of somebody entering the room caused the student to attempt to turn her head to peer out of the box to see who it was.
“Um…hello, you must be Frankie,” a round, pudgy face asked as a woman that looked just as tall, if not taller than Milly greeted as she loomed over the toilet seat, peering down into the box. “My name is Missy, I’m Milly’s cousin. I just finished high school so I’ll be going to your college next year. So I’m supposed to fart on you, I guess?”
“Uhhh yeah I suppose that’s the plan, eh?” Frankie chuckled nervously, her face flush red.
Apart from some blue-rimmed glasses on her face and a mop of strawberry-blonde hair on her head, Missy bore an uncanny resemblance to Milly. She had the same tall, curvaceous body, where the black, skull-emblazoned T-shirt that she wore was stretched by her massive belly and enormous chest.
“Well uh…okay, I’m pretty gassy so I’ll start recording now,” Missy continued as she turned around, giving the trapped girl a proper view of her gargantuan ass. “Here goes, I hope it doesn’t stink that bad.”
“Jesus…” Frankie muttered as she laid eyes on the young woman’s immense backside that was stretching a pair of grey leggings to the absolute ripping point. It was possibly even bigger than Milly’s. “You know, Missy, on second thought—”
The room shook as the amazonian BBW plopped down onto the toilet seat, where her expansive ass spilled over the side of the plastic lid and drooped down slightly into the box.
Panicking as the container creaked all around her, Frankie was having second thoughts as she was shadowed by the colossal derriere, but a deep rumbling from above signaled that it was too late to change her mind.
“Mmmm I’ve been holding these in all day,” Missy sighed as a pair of loud, bassy farts echoed into the space below, immediately fogging up the transparent box as it was flushed with the rancid gas.
Clenching her fists, Frankie groaned as she caught a whiff of the noxious stench of stale, pungent pent up farts as they flapped against her face. A third blast rippled noisily above, where the hot flow of toxic air could be felt cascading over the young woman’s facial features, causing her to shudder in revulsion as she held her breath for as long as she could before she was forced to take another sniff.
“Oh my gosh, I’m sorry,” Missy sighed upon hearing Frankie gag as she farted again while rubbing her large stomach. “I bet they’re stinky, I should have eaten something light so that they didn’t smell so much.”
“No, no—oh god, just keep going so that we can finish this,” the broke student coughed as she trying to hold in her retching, her eyes filling with tears as the recent gas bomb scorched her nose while the temperature within the box began to heat up fast. She’d hoped that the substitute for Milly would be a smaller girl with a smaller butt but of course, it was a near carbon copy of her cousin.
“Well, okay then,” Missy continued awkwardly as she squeezed another raunchy fart into the box. “I really should have taken my bipolar meds before I did this though. Just don’t scream or anything, I don’t want to trigger an episode.”
“Huh? What was that?” Frankie asked, only to be met with another loud, muffled rumble that blew down on her as Missy’s massive booty fed her another ripe gas bomb.
Gagging loudly, the skinny girl could no longer contain her disgust as she retched loudly against her will, the stifling air choking her as the inside of the box swirled with Missy’s repeated, noxious eruptions.
“Okay, okay, fuck this, I’m done,” Frankie shuddered after less than two minutes. “I know this was a short video, but I don’t care, it’ll make me some money at least.”
Missy responded with a silent but deadly fart that leaked slowly from between her leggings-clad buttcheeks, filling the box with a horrifying odor that put the previous farts to shame as a lung-burning aroma of moldy cheese brought out a rapid succession of gagging from the smaller woman.
“D-did you hear me?” Frankie coughed, raising her voice. “I said I’m done, I don’t want to do this anymore. Could you please get up and let me out?”
A loud, messy fart followed the SBD, where a visible wet stain began to spread across the crack of Missy’s ass, the stench of which shocked Frankie with how bad it was, where she let out the tinniest scream of disgust.
“Hehehehehe,” Missy laughed as a sadistic grin spread across her face. “That’s right, bitch, choke on it. I’m going to make you sniff so much of my gas that you’ll turn into my fart bitch.”
“W-what the fuck?!” Frankie coughed as her arms reached up to attempt to grab the lid of the box, shocked by Missy’s calm demeanor suddenly changing into one of cruelty. “Let me out, Missy!”
“Shouldn’t have screamed,” the BBW moaned as she bit her lip, where she began to tug at her waistband to pull off her leggings, exposing her massive, naked, cellulite-crated asscheeks. “It really gets me going. Fuck, I’m going to drown you in my farts and shit. I’ll make you my fart-loving slave.”
Frankie was stunned by Missy’s words, her apathetic voice having turned into horny sadism. As the massive woman above lifted her ass just so that she could spread her enormous cheeks to expose the depths of her dark, swampy buttcrack, the smaller girl felt an almost visible heat wave of funk emitting from the darkened anus that winked down at her from above now.
“H-help! Milly, help me, your cousin is crazy!!” Frankie screamed, only for her struggling arms to be pinned to the floor as Missy’s trunk-like legs stomped down on them.
“Sniff this, hoe, breathe my essence,” Missy moaned as she let a trio of wet, nasty farts splatter into the fartbox, showering Frankie with a spray of ass sweat. “Milly can’t hear you, she’s outside grilling. You’re all mine.”
Gagging as she felt the hot spatter on her cheek, Frankie turned while tears flowed out of her eyes, the nauseating aromas causing her head to throb and vision to become blurry. The dizzying stench made it feel as though she’s shoved her head into a rotting deer carcass.
“I said sniff it,” Missy hissed as she put one of her feet onto one of Frankie’s small breasts, smushing it beneath her sole and causing a yelp of pain to sound beneath her. “Let me hear you taking deep sniffs of my gas or I’ll pop your pathetic little tit like a balloon.”
“Fuck that, get offa me, you psycho!” Frankie yelled as she continued to flail about on the ground while yelling out. “Milly! Someone, help me!”
Sighing, Missy pushed down on her big pudgy gut, which caused a violently-explosive fart to echo loudly into the box below as a new batch of deeply-fermented and wet flatulence slammed into Frankie’s face like a fragrant sledgehammer. The effects were almost immediate as the scrawny girl’s nose twitched upon getting a whiff of the terrible odor, where her first reaction was to descend into a series of hoarse coughing after gagging on the putrid odor that was along the lines of greasy fried foods and cow dung.
“Hehehehe, there you go fart-bitch, enjoy that Missy special,” the cruel BBW snickered as she watched Frankie’s legs begin to tremble. “You see my butthole winking at you from up here? Just imagine how full it is and how everything in it is eventually going to end up on your face…”
Frankie was starting to scream at this point, but this only seemed to be appealing to Missy’s sadistic side even further as she resumed pumping out the particularly heinous farts, where she smiled evilly upon sensing just how wet her gas had become. Retching as she felt as
if her face was receiving spray from a sprinkler, Frankie could taste and smell the revoltingness just by opening her mouth.
“So you’re so broke that you were literally going to let yourself get farted on for money?” Missy sneered as she began to taunt her victim. “Meanwhile I’m so rich that my parents can pay to make my problems go away. In my senior year in highschool, I made a freshman be my ass slave for the whole year. The amount of time that I forced that girl to have her nose in the seat of my pants…hehe think she definitely needed to see a therapist after that.”
Frankie would have felt utter humiliation if not for being overwhelmed by disgust. Her vision blurry both from the fumes and tears that filled her eyes, the young woman was helpless to watch as Missy’s spread, naked asscrack continued to dispense inhalable misery upon her without rest. Like her cousin, the weighty woman appeared to be an unending tank of gas that was showing no signs of slowing down. Of course, it would eventually be more than just farts that Frankie would have to deal with.
“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!” the skinny brunette screamed as she was suddenly pelted with a splatter of actual greenish-brown shit, before turning her head as her burning throat retched in further disgust.
“Whew, there you go, fart-bitch, filter that shit out for me,” Missy laughed as she fanned the air around her. “Damn that stinks! Hold on, I probably got waaayyy more. Maybe I’ll drown you for fun!”
“P-please!” Frankie begged as another splash of excrement showered her face, making her gag loudly with its hot stench. “Lemme go!! Milly, help!!”
“Mmmpph, those screams,” Missy sighed as she spread her legs and shamelessly began to stroke her pussy as she farted again loudly. “That’s right, suffer in that smell. I’m going to make you sniff so much of my aroma that you fall in love with it.”
The full-bodied odor of pure excrement stifled Frankie’s breath as she whimpered and began to yell out pathetically, though her pleas would fall on deaf ears save for the cruel woman on top of her who did nothing but squeeze another wet, nasty fart onto her face. The air inside the box now a murky green, the smaller girl’s eyes twitched as the monstrous ass looming overhead jiggled and shook while the flatulence nosily passed the boulder-like buttcheeks, as if verbally taunting their victim.
“Uh oh…open that mouth, fart-bitch, because here comes dinner!” Missy exclaimed as she strained harder and put her hands on her knees while grunting in a very unladylike fashion.
“No…no no no no oh GOD NO!!” Frankie screamed at the top of her lungs as she watched a gargantuan turd crown from the BBW’s large, slimy anus, where the chunk of shit slowly worked its way out before falling in slow motion towards her unfortunately upturned face.
*SPLAT*
“Mmpppppphhh!!” the disgusted young woman squealed as her head was promptly buried beneath a tidal wave of foul-smelling, utterly heinous brown-green sludge. That first
turd served as the plug that held the bulk of the bowel movement in, and now the rest of the dump was free flowing directly onto Frankie’s face.
“Ahhhhh boy does it feel good to let all that out,” Missy sighed before grinning with devilish delight as she wiggled her still-shitting booty on the toilet seat. “Broke peasants like you belong down there, serving as toilets for us rich. Make peace with that fact, and accept your role as my fart-bitch! HAHAHAHA I’m going to fill you with my farts and shit until the day you die! You—
“Hey hey! Hows it going in here?” Milly asked cheerfully as she popped her head in the door, before fanning the air upon catching a whiff of the fetid stink. “Whew, smells like you guys were productive.”
“C-cousin,” Missy said as she gave her head a little shake before blinking at her surroundings. “Ummm…I think I might have had an episode.”
“Awe you poor thing, it’s not your fault,” Milly cooed as she came over to her cousin, before looking down at the fart box in horror. “O-oh my gosh, Frankie!!”
“Huh?” the strawberry-blonde woman asked, before looking down between her legs to see the massive mound of shit that had completely buried the face beneath her. “OH SHIT!! D did I kill your friend?!”
It took the two BBWs a whole hour to clean the majority of the excrement from the smaller girl, where just like last time with Milly, the smell seemed to refuse to come off her twitching, shuddering form. The poor girl had suffered a mental breakdown during the shoot,
where no amount of apologizing form Missy would stop the visibly-shaken Frankie from stumbling into the wilderness that surrounded Milly’s family’s property. Worse yet, the unfortunate student would later find out that she wouldn’t be making any money from the supposed video that she’d suffered through.
Missy had forgotten to press “record”.