This is my first ever fictional fetish story so please any advice on how to improve would be great. Might make a part two if people want.

It was a cool morning when Joshua walked through the gym doors. For 7am, it was pretty dead, but luckily for him it meant he could focus on his sets without fear of being interrupted. After changing into a tight tank top and some loose jogging bottoms and trainers, he made his way up the stairs into the dimly lit gym. Something caught his eye as he made his way over to the bench press. He stopped. A slim figure reflected from the mirrors in the open area, it appeared to be dancing rhythmically along the walls. Turning his body, he saw a beautiful young woman, very slimly dressed in a long sleeve fitted top and fitted leggings. Her gym wear sculpted perfectly around her curves, supporting a nice, round ass that jiggled at every movement. Oh, how soft and gentle it looked, all perky and small, the perfect size to just cup in your hand and play with. Joshua watched on as the dancer continued her routine, mesmerised by what seemed like a perfect ass. Moments passed before the dancer stopped, hesitating slightly as if she was knocked off balance. She’d caught him staring. “Take a picture if you’d like” she turned to face him, walking off the mats with an irritated expression on her face “you’re just like everyone else, everyone stares. I can never catch a break around here”. She stormed off to one of the machines, as far away from Josh as she possibly could. She seemed arrogant and defensive. This bitch did not want to be messed with.

“Sorry” he responded, sheepishly, his face burned with embarrassment. Snapped out of his daze, Joshua continued to the bench press, laying down in position before lifting the bar off of the rack. “Focus”, he told himself in his head. “3 sets and 60 reps, then I can get outta here”. Starting his first set, he could feel the gaze of her watching over him, he didn’t know whether he should talk to her after or leave her to calm down. Either way, he felt slightly better after apologising. Whether she heard him was a different story. After finishing his first set, he caught movement in the corner of his eye. It was her. Josh turned his head slightly to see that she’d gotten closer, she was now on one of the machines to the right of him. She looked over at him, a smirk painted across her face. He turned his head back, ignoring her existence and started set 2. He figured she was still watching him. Maybe she found him attractive, maybe she didn’t mind that he’d watched her or maybe she could look past it and forget. Maybe it was just a bad day. Maybe he could get the chance to speak to her and explain what really happened, that he wasn’t checking her out, her movements were just.... Divine! Like an angel...

He looked across again at her, she’d disappeared. Glancing around, he caught her on a machine directly to the back of him. She was inching closer, the smirk still painted on her face as she grinned at him. Her face was so beautiful, her tanned skin was glowing and that perfect pointed chin... She was watching him, as he was her. Focusing back on his sets, he began set 3. He got 20 reps in before he heard a familiar voice above him. “Here, let me help you with that”.

It was her, her voice so soft and gentle, caressing his ears as she spoke. She didn’t seem the slightest bit as mean as she had before. He had DEFINITELY caught her at a bad time. “I just wanted to apologise for before, you caught me off guard and I snapped, I’m sorry.” His vision caught her lips and how perfectly they moved up and down. So glossy, so thin, so... pink. “Here, let me make up for it.” Still above him, she reached out her arms. Her eyes glinted and her parks were warm to the touch as she took his hands and guided the bar back onto the rack. Leaning down, her face only mere inches from his, she lowered his arms beside him and whispered into his ears “I’ve got a surprise”. Her voice calmed and soothed him. Enchanting him with every word, he found himself dreaming, caught on every word, no longer paying attention to what she was doing just above him. Before he realised it, he was engulfed in ass, so warm, so sweaty, so blissful. Her leggings had given it no justice when he watched before as he felt it slowly sinking onto his face in perfect form. He could hear faint giggling as she rubbed her ass right into his face. He didn’t mind, it gave off an amazing aroma. Why was he so attracted to the scent of sweaty women?

He felt as though he was in bed, falling asleep covered in soft pillows and warm blankets before he was pulled back into the moment by her enchanting voice. “Here comes the surprise, I hope it’s a good one” she cooed, getting comfy and spreading her cheeks apart so his nose gently touched her asshole. Josh took a deep breath in of the beautiful aroma before he felt a soft kiss of warm air cloud his face. Tsssssssssssssssssssss. Breathing in once more, he could faintly pick out the scent of sweat mixed with sewage and week old rotten vegetables. It was disgusting. He wretched, convulsing at the stench he was witnessing first hand. “Here comes another. Do you enjoy watching from this angle?” She teased before releasing a massive BRUMMMPPPTTTTTTTT. The smell suffocated his very presence. Month old diapers, rotten milk mixed with skunk spray left out in the warm sun for three days. What does this girl EAT? Gagging at the scent, he knew he needed to get out of there, and FAST. He started thrashing his head around, trying to get her off of him but with no luck, he tried moving his arms but to no avail, she had him pinned- and she had the advantage.

He was defenceless. What he once thought was a perfect spectacle was now torturing his very nostrils, as if they’d been injected with acid, it BURNED. “I’m gonna vomit” he tried to say, words becoming mumbled under her soft buttocks. She didn’t feel heavy, but he was still suffocating as her ass encapsulated him, the aroma around him thick and wet. He wretched again, “I’m gonna die here” he thought, breathing in every morsel of the stench. Taunting him again, she rubbed her ass deeper into his face. “Hey, I need to ask you a question. It’s gonna be a simple yes or no answer, okay?” He could hear her lips pursed, still hung on her words as he begged to be freed under her, his arms too heavy to lift. “I need you to tell me if having enchiladas and pizza last night was a good idea. This next one... You’re gonna have to sniff it ALLLLLL up and tell me, because you’re doing great breathing it all in, I can’t smell ANYTHING up here! okay? Here it comes”. PRPPPPPPTTTTTTTT, a wet fart fog horned out of her backside as she dug her ass deeper into his face. Rotten milk, rotten vegetables, rotten meat mixed with dead skunk. What DIED in her bowels, and why did he have to suffer for it? He wretched again, his eyes beginning to stream with tears as he felt vomit Male its way up his throat. “So how did it smell, nice right? I need you to tell me that it smells REAL good” her voice shrill with excitement as her legs kicked in the air and rubbed her ass on his face again. “TELL ME” she ordered, dominating him. With his head weighed down, Joshua tried his hardest to nod his head, afraid of what she would do if he disagreed. “Ohhhhhhh- hahaha. So you like it?” She asked shrilly as he could feel her smirking, her butt dripping sweat right onto his nose. “Well I guess you can stay here some more and be my slave until I’m empty”.