Jurassic Fart: Survival
by American Wonton

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, SCAT, SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS, AND ANAL VORE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

PART 1

The past two years saw planet earth in a cataclysmic state. In a way, time had been reversed. With the help of The Reviver, the Amazons had now taken control of most of the planet. Through both Amazon and Giantess form they pillaged countrysides, spreading their influence throughout the world. Many were taken down, but they seemed to be repopulating at an unhealthy rate. Forests and cities were filled with their stink, bringing the ozone layer to the primordial state from whence they were cloned. Humanity has not given up hope, at least not yet. Banabay Island holds the clues to curing the Amazonian infestation...supposedly. A brave group of human set out to the island to rescue what is left. It went without saying that few were expected to return.

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“That is one big pile of crap.” The team couldn’t help agree with Dr. Reynolds, but it was also quite the understatement. The Giantess turd was around the size of a car and a half. It stunk the length of heaven and hell. One younger team member stepped forward. “Guys...it’s Tanner!” he said, shakily. The boy pointed toward the mushy, charcoal remains of one of their comrades. He had been out scouting and hadn’t returned since yesterday. It seems one of the Giantess's had him for dinner. A few team members turned to the side to heave. “Guys, come on, we need to get moving!” Stella said. “It’s still fresh, meaning they’re close!” The men and women stared at Stella, who gave off the utmost confidence despite their situation. “Stella is right,” Dr. Reynolds said. He quickly pulled out a ruffled map from his rucksack and adjusted his reading glasses. “The Jurassic Museum is only 5 miles north. No doubt there’s going to be trouble getting in there…” He paused and the team of soldiers shifted awkwardly with their guns in their shoulders. This was definitely not in their army training. “We made it this far. There’s no turning back now.” Stella said. A bulky soldier slapped his hands together in excitement. “Stella’s right! Let’s teach these Amazon bitches to-”

In a flash, the team members were scattered by a massive flash of tanned skin. The excited soldier was whisked aside, pinned to the ground by the creature. His screams of pain soon turned to screeches of horror. “Get it off!” he yelled underneath. FFFFFLLRRRBBOOTTT! PPRRRRLLLLBBBTTT! After the first two farts echoed in the jungle branches, the team members fired in the perpetrators direction. It took two shotgun shells, a rusty AK, and a magnum before the Amazon fell to a heap. The man struggled to push her off. “Quick! Everyone help him!” Stella said. The first second after, the onslaught came on them.

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Panic ensued as Amazon's yelled and charged for them. The humans were outnumbered and most definitely outgunned. The Amazons punched and kicked their opponents, bringing them down on a few hits. Once they were down, the real fun began. BBRRRLLPPPTTT! BBRRROOOPPTTT! FFFLLBBBBBB! The Amazons gassed their prey into submission, soon turning on their next victims. The Dr. put forth the wisest words he could utter under the situation. “Run for it!” The smart ones took his advice. The unlucky ones stayed behind, covered in a heap of shit and methane.

Stella turned round to see two men running behind her. One Amazon popped out of the brushes to grab a human. Stella could hear a stifled scream as she tackled him, no doubt breaking a few limbs. Her farts shielded the rest. The last man was quite large and he was having a hard time keeping up. He unloaded a few shotgun shells in each direction, trying to hit anything. “Stop! You’ll attract them!” Stella said. Either her panting ruined her speech or the man gave her no mind. He continued firing, until he bumped into a hard surface. He apparently smacked into a large Amazon. She smiled, as he shakily raised his gun. One shotgun shell exploded into her thigh. She gave a pained grunt, but was able to turn around; it was her turn to fire. FFFFRRRRAARRLLBBOTOT! The man became fixated on her dark brown ass as the visible fart traveled his way. He was done for, caught in a translucent flurry of farting. Stella didn’t dare turn around to see his fate.

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Harold was a grizzled veteran, but even these Amazons were giving him a run for his money. “Help! Get her off!” The cry came from an unfortunate man who was carrying an Amazon on his shoulders. She had leaped onto his skull, burying his face deep in her crack. BBRRROOOOOTT! FFFLLBBPPPTTT! Harold snarled and raised his assault rifle to fire. Two more Amazons popped out of the brushes, looking at him. He had no ammo and no motive to save his friend. He ran in the opposite direction. The man stumbled under the Amazon’s massive weight and collapsed. She finally released his head from her ass, only to pry his mouth open with her massive hands. The man screamed as a solid log crackled out her asshole and into his mouth. Most of it barely fit, but the length would be what killed him. Slowly he choked on her shit as she pushed it further and further into his breathing space.
Harold crawled in the brushes. He could still hear the chaos, erupting from all directions. Before he could react, he felt a warm, sharp breathing on his neck. It smelled like no human breath. He turned round to find a pair of bright white cheeks staring at him. The hands that belonged to the Amazon opened her ass, revealing a menacing asshole that contained years of caked on feces. “Clever girl,” Harold muttered. SSPHRHRRRPTTT! Blazing hot feces shot straight into his eyelids. Harold howled in pain as he fell to the floor clutching his face. The Amazon circled over him, giggling. Harold was in for much more punishment.

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Danny and Ruder’s hearts were pounding. The rhythm matched the pace of the Amazon’s whose booties wrapped themselves across the windshield of the car. “Holy fuck! Holy fuck!” Danny screamed. The three Amazons gave the car the works, farting on the screens, shitting across the windows, and constantly butt bashing the car harder and harder. “Ruder, jesus christ, we need to go!” Danny said. He screamed once more as the Amazons were now teaming together to lift the jeep into the air. “Ah, shit! I’m almost there, hold on Danny!” Ruder focused his attention on the steering wheel wires. The car exploded to life as the wires kissed. “There, hit the fucking gas!” Ruder shouted. Danny did so, but the car made no progress, just pained noises. “The fuck?! How many of them are there?!” Danny peeked his head out past the caked on shit. He saw no Amazons, but found something much worse.

A Giantess foot held the car in place as it continued to screech. Danny screamed as another heel lifted itself over the roof of the car. The car crumpled with ear shattering sounds as the metal was bent towards them. “Shit, I’m not dealing with this!’ Ruder said. He clambered out one of the smashed windows, leaving his friend behind. Danny screamed as the Giantess had now ripped the roof from the car. Danny shivered in fear as he looked up. He could not believe what he saw. Athena, the Giantess Goddess of the Amazons, in all her beauty. She stood above the car smiling, in all her beauty and fear. She had all the right to; she was as large and tall as a T-rex. Danny could only moan, tired from his fight, as she turned around to showcase her monumental asscheeks. They became separated over the car and Danny was now looking at a log pucker out her windshield sized asshole. He screamed as it slowly poured like putty into the car. It was generally, much less solid than a normal Amazon shit. She giggled as her acidic soft serve covered the car interior. Danny sunk to the bottom gasping in terror. He didn’t last long covered in her feces.

Athena smiled down at her work, giving one loud, last shart to the departed human. She now turned her attention to the other one, who she had trapped under her foot.

Ruder wriggled, gasping as he managed to escape her feet. He looked up to find Athena giggling down at him. Her ass was turned and was slowly lurching forward. He held his hands up, as if they would give him some protections. He howled in pain; instead of sitting on him, the Giantess had decided to pluck him up between her asscheeks. Despite their mushy texture, the man was getting his ribcage crushed with her jawlike glute bones. Ruder’s exasperated, terrified breaths were met with the horrors of her Giantess asshole. He quickly relaxed as her anus slowly forced his body to shut down. Slowly, the man dissolved into her asshole, becoming a late-term snack for Athena.

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As the other’s deaths rattled around him, Darrel was graced with a much quieter hiding place. “They won’t look here, they won’t look here…” he whispered to himself. He was right; the last place an Amazon would look for a timid man like himself would certainly not be in a port-o-potty. Darrel’s head raced; the real toilets were his friends, being gassed to death out there in the jungle. He had a pistol and the thought crossed his mind that he should do...something! Then, he heard a rattling along the plastic walls. Suddenly, the white roof of his fortress was torn off. He gasped, looking up.

A large, hispanic looking Amazon smiled down at him. She was heavier than most of her species. She laughed, leaning over the roof of the port-o-potty’s blue walls. “Toilet,” was the only word she said. It had heavy dialect, but the gleeful way she said it gave Darrel the chills. He avoided her bright, brown eyes, instead accidentally landing on her large breasts. The sexy sight gave him a little confidence to respond. “O--oh? Toilet? Here, let me-”. He opened the door, hoping that this was what she meant. Her thigh met his groin the moment he stuck his face out. He yelled in pain; his ribs and hips were definitley broken from this 10 foot monster. “No. You is toilet.” she said.

Darrel screamed. “No, no, please don’t! I’ll leave you alone I swear!” His pleas were met with a stale, drawn out fart as she sat atop the roof. Her ass had more than enough meat to cover the lid; her important bits were still placed inside. FFRRRPPBBBOOOTTT! PPLLLLAAABBRROOTTT! PPPRRRRSSLBBOOTT! “Toilet! Toilet!” BBRRRRRRRRRPPP! The Amazon giggled in glee as her successive fart hotboxed Darrel inside. He coughed in desperation, trying to reach the door. “Ooooh! Big one Toilet!” said the Amazon. PPRRRSSSHHBOOPTT! Wet streams of diarrhea began pouring out the mighty Amazon’s asshole. Darrel was thrown backwards; it had the strength of a fire hose. SSSPPRRRHHARROOTT! “OOOoooohhhh, good. HGH!” The Amazon grunted, filling the canister with even more of her shit. Darrel screamed as he slowly drowned in her tank of shit. The Amazon hopped off the port-o-potty, accidently tipping it over. The tank of shit spewed onto the ground, along with Darrel’s corpse. Only his hair managed to remain stink free. The Amazon bent down, shoving his last clean space against her asshole. “Good toilet.” she said. PPRRHHSSOTTTT! WIth her final shart, she threw Darrel into her filth, ready to continue her hunt.

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Stella’s throat was killing her. She had run nearly three miles and the disgusting ripped ass seemed to follow her everywhere she went. But her efforts weren’t in vain. “Water team, this is ground team! I see you!” she yelled into her two way radio. She stood along the shore, waiting for a response. “Water team?!”Stella ran along the beach shore, taking cover behind the rocks. She would be highly exposed on the sand and couldn’t risk being seen. However, her eyes didn’t offer much safety either. She gasped, not believing what she saw.

Helena, the Goddess of the Amazons, stood in the roaring waves of the ocean. She was a giantess over 100 feet tall, standing near a Stegosaurus size. Mankind had been able to make a boat to match that...but only just so. Helena stood right above the water teams boat, her arms crossed. Her backside slowly bent down over the ship...right towards the poop deck. She grunted, and released a fart with the decibels of thunder. FFRRRRRLLAAARRLLLPPTTTTTTTTT! Scores of men were thrown off board; many more were instantly killed from the seismic blast. The rest were forced to endure the hanging stink that surrounded them. Helena sat on the mast, sinking the vessel further. “Water team! Water team come in! Do you copy?!” Stella’s voice cracked from the effort of screaming. But it was no use. Helen's beautiful figure sank the ship deeper. Her tanned ass cheeks were spread wide and the crew was met with the sight of her enlarged butthole, the size of a kraken's eye. BBRRLLOOPTT! A tiny fart gave way to a series of diced logs the size of U-boats. Helena grunted as she slowly pushed them forth onto the deck. The ship took on water as it slowly sunk beneath the sea. Helena’s logs continued to pour, giving the remaining crew members a few very unhelpful life rafts.

FFFRRRRRLLLLLLAAABBBPPPBBLLOOPPTTTTTTTTT! Helena gave a roaring toot she was so famous for during her days as an Amazonian spectacle. However, as a Giantess, her deadly fart sent a column of sea spray sky high. She was making sure absolutely no one survived on the ship. Stella shook as Helen's footsteps boomed across the shore. She hid under a panel of rock, praying that her final moments of the mission would be quick.

PART 2

Stella covered her nose and gagged. She sighed, quickly pulling her dark blonde hair into a ponytail. The cave was covered wall to wall in shit. She should have been thankful, actually. Amazon’s usually didn’t wallow in their own filth, meaning the cave should be empty. It was prime real estate for a hiding place. However, she knew that getting over the smell would take much time...especially after the horror she had endured.

No one was answering her radio channels. In all honesty, she wasn’t surprised. This island was covered in Amazon's...and now, Giantesses, she guessed. The screaming and wailing from last night was removed by the gentle calm of the jungle. However, that ended up being distressful for Stella-had the Amazons killed EVERYONE? Her mind flashed back to Helena, standing solemnly over her ship. Her mind couldn’t help envision herself on the ship as the turds slowly rained down onto the deck, crushing the seamen, splitting the boat in two with the might of her booty. Stella’s eyes snapped open...she heard a rustle amongst the cave.

Instantly she pulled out her Python revolver. The pistol was reliable and could take down a man with just one shot...however an Amazon would be a different story. Her finger caressed the trigger as gently as she could. The iron sights were barely held still as she guided them along the path of an approaching dark figure. “A-are you...human?” came a voice. It was male, so no Amazon here. Stella breathed a sigh of relief, slightly coughing after inhaling the raunchy scent of shit in the cave. “Who...who are you?” The figure stepped closer, revealing himself. He was a young man, somewhere around the age of 20. He smelled almost as bad as the cave, with brown streaks across his face and...well, he was naked. So, it was everywhere. “Were you attacked by Amazon's?” Stella asked. Her hands were still carefully placed across the gun. The boy smiled. “Not exactly,” he said. He sighed, drawing out his thoughts carefully. “I’m...I’m the Reviver.” Stella couldn’t be more shocked if he had pulled out a gun and shot her instead.

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Fresh air was the most precious gift I had received in quite some time. Although Banabay Island gave me a list of bad memories, I still enjoyed soaking in it’s salty air. FFFLLRRRRRPPBBBOOSSTT! Athena didn’t think I needed much air to begin with. “Do it! Go!” she commanded. Athena stood behind me, over 50 feet tall. She turned around and I got a good look at her bright brown buttcheeks. PPPRRRBBBLLBBOOOTTT! “Go!” she said once more, this time fanning the fart in my direction. God, her farts smelled almost as bad as her mother's. I coughed and turned back to my business. Traveling in her asshole I had spent weeks enduring her wretched farts, day in and day out. I didn’t want to give her any reason to put me back inside.

The “it” she was referring to was a young Amazon named Rachel. She was one of few who I had still not boned. She lay on her back smiling up at me. She looked so silly, over 10 feet tall and welcoming me into her arms like a baby. PPRRRLLBBOOTTPPP! “Sorrhee!” she said giggling. I couldn’t help but smile back. She was an Amazon, in no control of her insides. I felt a light tap on my backside and fell onto the Amazon’s lap. Athena had apparently pushed me with her penis. It was erect...meaning if she was her size, she wanted to jump in on the fun. “Go,” she said, gritting her teeth. I took the message and got to work.

I had fucked plenty of Amazon’s at this point, but it never seemed to wear off on me. My dick was miniscule compared to her vagina, which I was barely penetrating on a practical level. PPWWWWWRRLLBBTT! Still, the Amazon seemed to be having a wonderful time. That’s it, almost done, I thought to myself. The young Amazon squealed and cheered in words she couldn’t yet pronounce. Poor thing; when she grew up, these fun little games would turn into a power crazed fetish fantasy...especially once she had the baby. BBLLRRRBBBBBOOPPTTT!

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“So you WERE copulating with the Amazons! You idiot!” Stella’s voice had raised at an unsafe level-however the boy didn’t have the nerve to tell her to calm down. This was the first human, pretty woman that had ever talked to him...well, yelled at him, at least. “What were you thinking! Look at what you’ve done!” “Well, it wasn’t like I had a choice! You’ve seen those things!” he fired back.  “Besides, I wanted to change everything, I do. It’s just that I haven’t got a good opportunity.” Stella crossed her arms. She eyed her pistol, gently entertaining the idea to put a bullet in this creep. “Explain. And leave out the gross sex shit, if you don’t mind”. The boy sat on the floor, avoiding eye contact with Stella. It had been a while, but he really wished he had some clothes...to cover the obvious.

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I never understood why Athena was so rough with me. She was my fucking daughter!...well, in a sense. I tried adjusting my hips, but her grip tightened. “Stop fidgeting. We’re almost there.” BBBLLLAARRPPBBTTT! A tight fart rained down on her penis, where she held me in a deathgrip. It was bad, a horrendous concoction of spoiled fruit...and well, rotten meat. PPRRRRRBBTTTTTTT! As Athena farted on me once more, the severity of my actions dawned upon me. What if I had simply just done my job back at the museum? Would any of this have happened? Would mankind still be on the brink of extinction? Finally, we arrived at Helena’s perch. Ah, Helena...my great deviance.

“Mother, the boy is here.” said Athena. She threw me onto the ground with her penis and I tumbled before another great booty of the Giantesses. Helena lifted her head, displeased with her daughter's roughness. I was still awestruck at her beauty, even with her fierce look. “Careful, daughter. He is the bane of our civilization.” with her gentle voice, she then scooped me in with her gentle hands.

Helena had grown quite large in...a lot of the sense of the word. She was now over 100 feet tall and much girthier than when we first met. All the pregnancies and food she ate had now caught up with her. Despite her indulgences, the fat had mostly generated in her sexiest areas, around the boobs and buttocks. I took one last look at her magnificent behind as she lifted me upwards. For my own safety, I could never rest between her soft cheeks again. FFFFFFFFOOBBBBBLLRRRPPOOTTTTTTT! The fart was gargantuan, scattering small rocks and dust across the mountaintop. Her daugher was unshaken by the display. At that range, I would be dead in a matter of seconds. “So, did you enjoy Rachel, my love? I thought you’d like a younger variety. A little palate cleanser for your perfect penis.” She smiled, letting out another dry toot before resting me on her breasts. It was like an orgy of softness and I buried my head in deep for both my enjoyment and to protect me from the smell. “Oh she was fine. But you know I’d much rather be with you.” I kissed her boobs, hoping on some microscopic level, she could feel my love. I heard her sigh, almost in a catlike purr. A moment later, her daughter piped up. “Mother, we must get him onto another batch. The turnout rate is lessening, with fewer male genitalia being produced. We need more subjects in order to-” “SILENCE!” Helena yelled. She placed a hand across her breasts in order to hold me in place. I felt her shift, un mistakenly pointing her booty towards her daughter. BBLLRRRROLBLBBBBLBLLBBBBBPPLBBB! I felt  her asshole strain as the bubbly fart shot at Athena. Peeking through the cracks of her hands, I could see her daughter stumble at the fart. Clearly, Helena was still the dominant female. “I no longer wish to hear these issues. I’m spending time with the boy alone. Begone!” Athena rose, giving me a look that put more fear in me than if she had just stuck me in her asshole herself. She strutted off proudly; I tried my hardest to not even look at my daughter’s perfect ass, which so perfectly resembled her mother’s.

After it quieted down, Helena sighed. “I’m sorry you had to witness that, my love. Athena has been struggling sexually. There aren’t too many Giantesses being born, and with so many genetic failures, she’s been…” Helena trailed off, lost in her own world. I decided to add my very solemn bit. “Helena, look this had been fun...you know that. But, look around! Your subjects are dying off left and right. This isn’t...sustainable.” Helena peeped towards me. “What are you saying? You want out?” I sighed, mulling over her words. “I-yes, I think that’s the best option. This needs to stop.” Helena’s eyes turned a darker shade...a ferocity that matched the first time we had met. Suddenly, I was whisked off my feet. “I’m sorry love, but THIS is your only out.”

Helena had bent her booty towards the air and I gasped. Her butthole, widened to the point of swallowing me whole, gaped open and shut. The pink cracks of her asshole that I used to adore were now a pit of despair I was about to be thrown into. I gagged, taking in the too strong scent of her caked on shit. “Wait, Helena, WAIT!” I cried. She lowered me deeper and deeper. “This is all you have...all WE have. If you want to throw all of this away, then you are throwing yourself away as well.” Helena grunted and my eyes saw a sight I’d never want to see again. Her asshole crowned a turd, slowly widening her butthole around it. “WAIT! It’s not what I want! It’s not!” I cried. Helena sighed and I watched the turd slowly tuck itself back into her asshole. “Good. Because I love you. You know that?” I watched my beloved Amazonian Queen shart the turd out in one grunt. FFFRRRRRSSSSPSPHHTTBTT! The turd was massive, taking up a school bus and a half. It split open a wall of sheet rock and curled around the dust and rubble. I gagged as her butthole eked the remains of her shit. Helena placed me back onto her tits and began to snore. I couldn’t sleep; the turd was too powerful for her massive breasts...and my mind.

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“So, you ran away?” Stella asked. The boy nodded his head slowly, still avoiding her eyes. Stella scratched her head. “I can’t believe they haven’t found you yet.” “You’d be surprised how easy it is to hide from creatures so big.” he said daintly. Stella forgot; this guy had lived with these things for years. “Besides,” he continued. “They don’t need me anymore. You’ve brought them new guinea pigs to fuck.” He finally met her gaze in strength and uttered his last words before getting up to stretch. “And now, you’ve doomed us all.”
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Dr. Reynolds was an older man and hadn’t had sexual relations in years. However, Athena’s torture chamber was much more than he had anticipated his next encounter would be. FFFFFFFLBBBBOORRPPTTT! “Cum!” was once again shouted in his ear. BBBBBLLRRRPBBOOTTTT! The speaker once again farted in his face, asserting her dominance and demands. PPLLLLLLLPPPBBTT! Dr. Reynolds yelped as the dank cheesy smells hit his face. The Amazon giving him a hand job had no regard for personal safety. At this rate, she’d be pulling his dick off than making him ejaculate. PRRRSSSSSSSRTT! The Amazon on his side let out a SBD, making him choke on the harsh fumes. “Will you get that out of my face, you simpleton!” he cried. The Amazon on his side grunted, pushing his face into her asscrack and letting another bubbly fart rip. “You’re only making me...less horny with those!” he cried. The Dr’s head was spinning as her fumes swallowed up his mind. In a semi-relaxed, semi-alert state, his genitals finally confided in releasing the fluid. The Amazons cheered, smearing the contents on their own genitals. The Amazon farting on his face bent down to sent a strong toot at his dick. PPLLLLLLAAABBBTTT! It felt like she had slapped his balls and the greasy taste wasn’t helping either.The Dr. slumped next to his friends and colleagues, who were tied in the same way he was. They had endured this sexual fantasy/torture all night. They were all hurting and weak with exhaustion. Just when the situation couldn’t get any grimer, their captor came into the scene. 

Athena ripped ass the moment she walked into the area. The Doctor couldn’t tell if this was just asserting her dominance to her peers or to her captives...maybe she just wanted to torture them further. “Have they been harvested?” she asked the two Amazons at work. Harvested, like we’re fucking animals! Thought the doctor. Although, he had regarded these creatures in the same light a while ago. “All of them poop milk!” said the first Amazon. She showcased her sticky hands to the Giantess who shook her head amused. “You didn’t get enough inside you! Do not split their seed among you two. One human equals one sex partner! Understand?” The two Amazons scratched their heads; their minds were too dull to understand her faster, more fluent speech. The situation made the doctor giggle halfheartedly. Athena was on him in an instant. “Something funny?” she asked intimidatingly. PPRRLLLLRRRBBBBBTTT! The doctor didn’t wince, although he could feel the pressure of her fart from the front. “You’ll never pull it off, Athena.” he said. Although weakened, his words still managed to pierce her heart, ice cold. “You’re species was doomed to die off the moment you came back. Just accept it.” 

Athena growled and grabbed onto the man with her giant cock. The men perked up and gasped as he was ripped from his chains and placed across her backside. PPLLRRRRRUUPPPPTT! FFFFLLUUBBBBBBPPTTTT! BBLLRRRRLLLBBBLLBB! The horrendous farts poured out her backside. The doctor coughed across the light lines of gas...then laughed. “You dull creature. I created you!” Athena threw him to the ground...then sat her ass onto the doctor. A sharp shriek was met with the sound of bones breaking under her mighty booty. PPRRRRLLLLLOOBBTT! BBBLLLAAAAALLBBPTT! Two massive farts...and the doctor could still be heard moaning. Athena rose slightly and peered down at her creator: “You did a wonderful job.” she said. Her butthole winced and the Doctor looked in astonishment at his imperfect creation. PPRRRRRSSSHHHOOTLLTT! Gallons upon gallons of shit poured from her asshole as the man sputtered and shook. The men turned and looked away; the scene was too horrific for mortal eyes. 

FFFLLAARRRPPBBUUTTTT! Her asshole gave one final send off to the doctor. Athena then picked him up, beginning to gently shove him inside her asshole. She made sure to turn in the direction of the slaves. They tried to look away as the good doctor replaced the place where her vile shit once remained dormant. “Ahhh. The live ones usually taste better. Care to join him?” BBBLLRRRSBBPPTT! The boy in front of her asshole began to cry as the sharp smells of her shit sprayed across his body. Athena turned around addressing the boys. They coughed, still caught in her stink. “The next slave who mouths off will getting jacked off by me. And trust me, I’ve had lots of practice.” The Giantess flicked her penis across the row of men. They all shuddered as it raced across their chests; it was as large as a tree trunk. The men watched her turn around, sexily shaking her shit covered ass in their direction. FFFFFFLLLBBBOOOOOOOTTTT! The Amazons and men got back to work, with the taste of Athena’s shit still hanging on their tongues.