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Gas of Enlightenment WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, ANAL VORE, SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS, AND SCAT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. When travelers went by the Gaseous Mountains they thought nothing of the distant mists that hung around the tips. The land of Pahrdah was located high on the plains- perhaps it was an atmospheric thing, something to do with the clouds? The natives knew otherwise. Long had the tales been passed around of the Gas Goddess and her mountains. She was a Giantess, hoping from plateau to plateau, spreading the stinky haze around her territory. Now only fools and those desperately curious visited her, few to return without running into danger. Mamar was no such individual. Mamar climbed hundreds of feet to meet the Giantess. He now reached the top of the plateau and could feel the thickness of the air around him, despite the height. Her farts smelled of banana peppers, nuts, and other local vegetation on the mountainside. Up until now he’d only heard paintings of her booming toots. She now presented one with full strength. BBBBRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPTTTTTTTTT! The ground shook; her mighty booty was facedown, her asshole pummeling the earth. Mamar watched the dust and kick around her, eventually landing in his face. Alongside ran the rancid fart, which struck his core with a bitter taste. The Goddess opened her eyes and smiled. “I am sure you have not come to make a noise complaint, my child?” Mamar was not fearful; there was no reason to be. Most people died on the journey up the mountain than the Goddess herself. She sat cross legged and naked, showing no ill will. Mamar gazed upon her beauty as she breathed in. Thousands of tons of skin receded in and out-even for a Giantess she was big, with a belly and booty that took up much of the plateau she rested on. PPHHHLLLLLOOOOOOPPPPPTTTTTTTT! She sighed as the fart exited for a full ten seconds. “Excuse me,” she muttered, bending on her back to spread her legs in the air. Mamar watched an asshole the size of a hut expand and flutter the beany toot his way. “No worries,” he managed to shout over the noise. “That is actually why I came.” The Goddess giggled and interrupted her yoga by sitting up. She bent down and simply picked the tiny man up, nestling him in her large white breasts. “Why are you here, my child?” She ran a hand seductively along her breasts, nuzzling the smaller creature under her soft nipples. “To seek fulfillment...with your booty, my Goddess.” She grunted in agreement and relief. BBRRLLTTTOOOOOOTTTTTTTT! “I am sorry my child, you have heard the wrong legends. Men don’t gain immortality sniffing my farts.” Mamar coughed as she picked him up and placed him on her stomach; the flailing fart could still be smelt in nauseating potency. “As for sexual fulfillment, well, I guarantee you most men leave dissatisfied in their...performance with me.” FFFLLAABBBRRRABBRTTT! The rumbling toot made her belly instantly recede, causing Mamar to lose his balance. He cleared his throat in the butthole scent and continued. “Goddess, my life has been a waste. I can do nothing right. My family is dead, so is my love. I can grow nothing, work as nothing...I feel I am nothing. I want to- to be inside you. I want it all ended.” The Goddess lifted the man up again, bending her stomach inward to showcase her booty to him. “And THIS is the method you choose, child?” She held him mere feet away from her asshole. Quite clearly the man could see the asshairs jiggle, with their dried clumps of unwashed shit clinging hold. It smelt awful, like no human smell down below. She made it worse. PPRRRTTTOOSSLALSBBTT! “There, smell my ass little man! Look at you cough, you cannot handle it!” Indeed, the man couldn’t take the fart as it pittered and pattered from her asshole. He drew another breath, teary eyed. “I must...I cannot go on living. I cannot take the pain of life! Please, let me die in your anus. It would an honor to living in the pain and squalor below.” The Goddess thought a moment, holding him there. “Is this really what you want, my child?” BBBRRRLLAABBBRRRTTTTTTT! “Smell it, the stinging smell of my mighty booty. You will not last the nightfall.” Indeed, the man knew it quite well. And he agreed. The Goddess sighed and let him drop from her fingers. She needen’t even push him down as her gaped bootyhole simply swallowed him up. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Goddess had a pattern, a strict, cruel plan outside of life. Mamar came to know it quite well as he slept in her anus. BBBRRRRLLAAAABBBBBTTTTTTT! A strong fart rolled out every few minutes or so. Mamar gagged and shook through the beefy, raw farts. They smelt a thousand times worse on the inside. It was like being trapped in a volcano, farting hot, stinky ash straight into his face. When the fart settled, her booty went into another matrix of preparation. It squished and squeezed, with Mamar sliding along the juices. His torture never ended as the smell and stink surrounded him in the darkness. He heard a growl from deep within; the juices cooked within for another fart. Her asshole would squeeze him tight, to the point of exhaustion on his muscles and just when he thought he could take it anymore, it released. PPPRRRRRRROOOSSSSSSSSSLLTTTT! Past the slow rugged air he could hear the Goddess sigh in her sleep. The farts came in all manner of textures, sometimes light and heavy. This was one of them. Mamar felt lightheaded as the eggy scent perpetuated, her asshole sucking in and out on his skin. There was always noise and always smell, between her anal juices suckling him and her asshole promising another gassy concoction. Mamar tried to keep his thoughts occupied as his slow death continued. BBBRRRRALLLGGGGTTTOOOPTTTSSSS! He remembered playing as a child in the fields, the vanilla beans quite contrasting her black beaned fart. He’d lost such happiness and sniffed the gifts from the Goddess, accepting his fate. As a worthless little shit, this was what he felt he deserved. Mamar was lucid, going crazy with the heat-PPPPRRRRAAAATTTBBBOOOOOTTT! And the farts that shook his skull. He could almost hear voices in his head. “Why are you doing this? Is this what you want?” FFFFFRRRRRRSSSSSSSSBBBBB! “You’re worth more than this, do you know?” BBBBLLLRRAAAAOOFFFBBBTTTT! “Every life is worth living.” He imagined the Goddess singing these words in her succulent voice. He knew it was his mind rationalizing the harsh deadly smells he was enduring. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Death seemed to have a passive attitude for Mamar. Once his eyes would close and he’d embrace the nothingness, the Goddess booty would pull him back. PPPPTTRRRAAARRRNNNNN! The smells and headaches came back, along with the taste of wet garbage and feces. His mind would clatter until the breaking point where he’d close his eyes again. This time, he could feel his soul being carried. Deeper and deeper. “Not your time,” he heard her whisper. Then, all at once, Mamar’s life changed. FFFRRRRRAABBBBLLTTTTTTTTTTT! Even as the fart sharted him out her asshole, Mamar was struck with the power of her toot. It clamored and screamed mere inches away, blasting a hot sea of flatulence that felt like it’d rip his skin off. The Goddess sighed in ecstasy. “You’re still alive. The impossible has happened! Such is life.” The Goddess rose, picking up the tiny man beneath her. Mamar was nuzzled into her breasts once more, the deadly fumes slowly becoming a horrible distant memory. “No, please...I was so close...put me back inside.” His success was so heartbreakingly close, only to be whisked away by her morning toot. “Tsk tsk. You poor human. Your fragility has made you stupid. Wasteful.” Mamar drifted off, the vision of her beautiful breasts were coupled by the orange of the morning sun. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mamar woke with a jolt at the sight of the Goddesses asshole touching his skin. “Wake up you silly man.” she said. With a grunt came the fart. FFFRRRRLLTTT- It was broken off by a hard squish. Mamar gagged and gasped as the horrid image came into sight. A large turd poking out from her asshole. “Do not fret,” the Goddess said with a strain. “This is not for you.” Her mighty shit tucked back into her asshole. Mamar was placed inside her pussy lips, his head poking out among the flappy skin and pubic hairs. “I want to show you something, my child.” The Goddess walked to an edge on the cliff and hung her booty overhead. She grunted and Mamar could feel her anal and vaginal walls tighten. BBBSSSRRPPP! Again came a tiny fart, only a prelude to her massive shit. It stretched her asshole wide, to the size of a longhouse. The length came as well; Mamar watched in awe and horror as it drooped just where he was sitting. “Yes, quite disgusting, isn’t it my child?” The Goddess was well aware of the distress Mamar was experiencing. He spat and closed his eyes at the sight of her brown clumps, with pieces of food still distinguishable. “I am feared for my gassy power and strength. Little does the populous know of my beneficial side.” Her great ass shook and a slice of the turd dropped. Mamar watched as it smashed into the mountain side, rolling and spreading amongst the trees...and the grass...animals sprinted, avoiding its path. Mamar could see now. “You...fertilize the mountain.” The Goddess laughed. “That is an ordinary term. I give life.” She grunted and Mamar was given a stinky display of her full power. A fat log shot further, pinching off with a sharp toot. BBRRRRAAALLOOOPPPPTTT! The Goddess shuffled to the right, repeating the process with a small chunk of shit. FFRRRAAAABBTTT! Again, and again. PPPSSSLLLAAAPPTT! FFRRRRRTTTTT! The circumference of the mountain carried little turd balls the size of large boulders. Mamar endured the harsh scent right beneath as she passed the mountain sides again to spread her wealth. FFRRRRLLLLAAAAAAPPPPBBBBBBTTTT! A final resounding shart sent the last tumbling amongst the rocks. Mamar gagged as he was plucked out to meet her gaping asshole. “You see I am cursed with death and destruction. My fart would have turned you to mulch had you stayed in any longer. Luckily, I was holding back.” PPPPRSSSSAAAOOOOOSSSS! Her gaped hole simply expelled the air with little resistance. Mamar puked; in his mind he was thanking the Goddess for her grace and also hoping he wouldn’t “accidentally” drop him along with the shit. The Goddess placed him on the floor and took her regular seat. “Do you see my child? My curse has given this mountain life. We all have our purpose, even if our destiny seems cloudy. Do you understand?” The boy ended his sputtering and stood. “Y-yes Goddess...I...I understand.” “Are you sure?” She lifted herself, presenting her gaped booty to the boy once more. “I think I have more gas if you’d prefer to end it once more.” PPLLLAARRPLLPPPTTTTTTTTTT! Mamar gagged and sprinted out of the path of the sour fart. The Goddess giggled. She had enough gas to end an army of lives. Mamar suddenly found the beauty in his struggle once more. “Thank you Goddess. I will live my life to the fullest, from now on.” Mamar sprinted down the mountain side, full of life. The Goddess smiled, dangling overhead to watched him. The lesson seemed to be taking hold as he made great care to avoid the splotches of shit he came along the path. Why go out of one’s way to make life any less pleasurable? |
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