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Relationships Cheaters Never Win "Oh Fuck guys just leave all right" Paul said. "No not until you've paid for what you did to us" a girl said. "Ya once were all ready you are going to regret what you did to us" another girl said as she kicked the man in his sides Paul was currently tied up to a chair and looking at the backs of two very large and very angry girls. Christina and Kristin had just found out that good old Paul had been cheating on both of them. As it turned out cheating on a women with another women while the other women was in your own home was a bad idea. Calling both the women stuck up bitches then asking for a threesome was a terrible idea. Throwing all there clothes out the window then trying to punch Kristin only to be knocked unconscious and tied up to a chair was the worst idea. Thus he sat there in fear staring at them and by them I am referring to each of their asses. Being the pig that he was Paul just couldn't take his off them despite her large body Kristin had a surprisingly tone with great curves rear but Christina on the other hand had a surprisingly giant rear and from the smell it was given off he assumed that ass was quite a lot to handle. He would later learn this out first-hand but before that he decided to lay off the ass for a minute a listen to what the two nude women were saying. "All right so which one of us goes first" Kristin said. "I guess I will since I clearly have more to give" Christina said with a quick smack of her ass. "Cool I'm gonna go to the fridge see if I can fuel up on anything". Paul had heard all of this and was now genuinely fearful, what were these girls planing on doing with him? He looked and saw Kristin walk over to his fridge and swing the door open while Christina very slowly made her way towards him. As got closer Christina started to turn around and being that Paul was sitting and she was very tall and large he became about face level with her ass. The smell began to seep out of her giant crack and the very confused and very scared Paul was about to speak likely to plead yet again for them to leave but was interrupted by Kristin. "Oh fuck yes he has a three cartons of milk, you sir are very likely you get to find out what happens to my behind when this lactose intolerant girl drinks milk". Finally connecting the dots he looked back at Christina (or rather her ass as it now blocked almost all of his field of view) and said " No wait that doesn't mean..." "Yes it does make sure you take a deep breath." With that Christina pushed back and basically consumed the cheaters face with her giant powerful rear. Paul had thought the outside of her ass was bad but now that he was face to face with her butthole he had a different idea. Not only was all his air now completely fart based but it seemed like this girl had simply never washed as he felt dry shit on the sides of his face. He tried to hold his breath as much as he could but found it impossible and was finally forced to breath in tainted air as it burned his nostrils. Breathing very heavily and just trying to survive Paul thought his situation couldn't get much worse of course all this changed when he heard a loud rumble from above. "Oh good now the fun part" Christina said biting her lip. "Wait what does that mean" Paul thought but his question was quickly answered as Christina let a long airy fart right into his dirty cheating face. "Yah how does that feel you little cheating shit" Christina yelled in pure ecstasy. Paul on the other hand was in the complete opposite world with his already terrible prison just made ten times worse by the fart that had just been blasted right into his face and since he had no choice Paul did indeed have to suck up the fart to live. Things went like this for a while with Paul sucking up all she had to offer and Christina enjoying every minute of it but things quickly changed when a certain someone yelled something out. "CHRISTINA! I NEED HIM NOW!" Christina momentarily stopped her torture of Paul to look up at the nude girl clutching her stomach Kristin ran up to her and literally threw her off Paul. This was brief period of relief for the cheater and greedily sucked up all the clean air he could (what little of it there was). But this was quickly stopped as Kristin had grabbed Paul and forced him deep into her ass then with a very large grunt let loose what she was holding in. A giant fart blew out of her ass and smacked Paul right in the face he had originally been hoping that Kristin's gas would be better then Christina's since her buns were much more petite but no it seemed she was an even bigger farter and the gas invaded his nostrils yet again. Where as with Christina there were some time between farts for Kristin it seemed like ever secound another ass blaster came out and this made an already tortured Paul feel even worse. On the side of him Christina was finally getting up and pushed Kristin out of the way with Paul coming off with a loud POP! only to place her rear back on his face. Christina farted a couple of times before again being pushed away by Kristin who would again fart a few times. This continued for a quite a while with Paul eventually being jammed between these two very angry girls asses at the same time and they didn't seem to be letting up on the gas any time soon and as luck would have it it seemed that both these girls had been farting at just the right time that no matter when he held his breath he would always be greeted by a blast to the face. The two girls also seemed to be grinding into him rubbing all there stink right on his face. What felt like hours passed and the two gassy gals seemed to have finally run out of farts for Paul and the two finally got off of Paul's face. "God you reek don't worry though I'm sure the smell will wash off" Kristin said with a chuckle. Paul who was slunked over breathing heavily just said "All right....Is..That...it." "Well one more thing, you gotta give each of our perfect rears a big smooch" Christina said as they both again presented their asses to him like a nice gift. Sighing and swallowing his pride Paul leaned forward and gave each of the cheeks a smooch much to the delight of the girls. "Okay just one more thing though before we leave." And before Paul could even close his mouth from the ass kiss both they both forced their rears back and blasted a giant fart right into his mouth. Christina and Kristin laughed in his face and made there way before "Later fart face, next time think before you cheat,oh and Happy Valentines Day." Paul simply sobbed in his chair and you bet your ass from then on he was a much different man.
Prove Yourself "Come on just do it, don't you want me to be happy" Jen said "I do but does it have to be this can't it be literally anything else" Paul pleaded "No. If we are going to keep dating then you are going to have to prove yourself worthy of me now get to it!" Paul sighed and got down on his knees where he inched himself closer and closer to his "girlfriend". Paul was a lot more timid after suffering a night of endless farts and torture Paul was no longer a cheater, he was however extremely pathetic and women started to prey on that like Jen. Nowadays it seemed like no matter how hard he tried he would end up in relationships like this with the women in complete control and him licking their pussy. "Wait no, this isn't right follow me" Paul quickly got up off his knees and followed her worried about what she would bring him. His fear grew even more as he saw Jen open the door to her bathroom. Jen didn't hesitate and immediately let her panties drop down exposing her nude lower half to the world, then she immediately sat down on the toilet and let out a moist fart. PRRRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPPTTT. There was a long silence Paul started to fidget as the Jen's fart started to seep in his nostrils. "Well what the hell are you waiting for. Get in there" Jen said with a short fart FRRPPPPPTT "No, There is no way in hell I am giving you a blumpkin" Paul said triumphantly only to be kicked right in the balls as he fell to his knees from the tremendous pain. Paul sighed still on the ground this girl was all he had so he sucked it up and gave his "girlfriend" a blumpkin. Once the sour taste of her pussy hit his tongue Paul immediately backed away but Jen was ready for this and grabbed his head. "Trying to stiff me eh? I don't think so. Open your mouth!" Jen then started to rub his face up and down her clit quite aggressively determined to break this man. Paul only had to face a few secounds of this before he opened his mouth and took the full force of her pussy. Thankfully once he did this Jen stopped let go of his head and let him get to work while she enjoyed all the pleasure he was giving her. Suddenly an very loud grumble was heard from above Paul's head and he momentarily stopped. "OOOOOOO god* ya looks like I gotta unload hope you can handle it. Also who said you could stop get back in there." Paul went back to work as quickly as he could while he heard Jen grunt and strain from above. PFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTT. His already sour smelling bowel just got a hell of a lot worse as the fart air mixed with the pussy air to create a horrible combination. The farts kept on coming over and over again with Jen going between cry's of pleasure and grunts and strains. With each fart it became a little more wet and had a lot bigger blast zone some almost managing to hit Paul in the face. "*Grunt* SHRRRRRPFRPPT God here it comes get ready" and Jen had reached orgasm her floodgates burst forth unto the face of Paul soaking him in her disgusting juices. As Paul moved away from the pussy Jen's hand quickly forced him back in only this time she didn't aim for her lips she aimed for the bottom of the toilet and forced him down till his nose was touching the water. Why you may ask because at that very moment she let loose all the wicked shit she was holding in and she wanted Paul to take all of it. The last thing he saw was the toilet water before liquid shit rained down form above and believe you me it didn't let up for a secound. The toxic sludge smacked Paul in the forehead before slowly falling down the rest of his head getting shit all of his face. At one point it got so bad he couldn't even open his eyes cause and if he did all he would see was a sea of brown. It didn't stop there though Jen was far from over after a couple of minutes of shit raining down on him it finally stopped. "Oh don't think I'm being nice I just have *grunt* big *grunt* log left for you"Jen said straining so hard you could see veins popping out of her neck. Paul on the other hand was smacked in the face by the aforementioned log and it had hit him so bad his face fell forward into the toilet water below (although by that time the toilet had already almost been overfilled.) Finally Jen let go of his neck and let Paul free. He gasped as he fell on his back finding a quick towe to wipe of his face of shit. Jen on the other hand was trying to flush the toilet however it seemed like she wouldn't be making any progress any time soon and seemed to be getting very frustrated then she looked over at Paul. "Me what the hell was that I thought it was just a blumpkin you..." Paul was cut off when he saw his "Girlfriend" turn around very quickly force herself backwards into him. Being that he was sitting down this made him at about ass height so as you can imagine he ended up deep in her unwiped,dirty,greasy rear. Paul was desperately trying to escape moving about as fast as he could all this did though was smear himself on the fleshy walls of this wet shit filled ass. "You wanted to prove yourself to me and you fucked up a real man would have taken that without any complaints and would have excepted my gift but you didn't so really you only have to blame yourself for what come next." "Wait what comes next" Paul thought only for his answer to come quickly as she started to get up off him only to let her feet go and slam down on him ass first. This forced Paul's mouth right into her asshole and he got a full taste of her shitty ass. However he didn't have much time to "enjoy" that as Jen lifted her rear yet again only to drop down on him with her vast weight. Jen did this several more times occasionally adding a fart just for good measure and she loved every minute of having this power over such a weak willed man. With each butt drop Paul started to get hazier and hazier his vision started to fail and soon he passed out. Much later he woke up only to find himself hunched over and unable to move his arms,legs, or his head and speaking of his head it seemed like his face was inside something like a bowl perhaps. Paul also noted the terrible smell which caused him to gag once he took a single breath. It didn't take much to realize he was taped down to the toilet and his face was mere millimetres away from an awful brown water. "Oh good you're awake, so I had a lot of fun tonight we should toooooooootaly do it again some time and I really don't feel like driving you home so you can just sleep here." Jen said who had apparently been there the entire time. "SHUT UP" Jen yelled and then kicked Paul as hard as she could in the sides.
Married Life "*Yawn* All right I'm going to go downstairs to fetch you some breakfast" Samantha said getting out of bed and walking away. "Ok love you" Paul said blowing her a kiss "Awww that's adorable anyway while I get breakfast enjoy this." PRRRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPPTTT Samantha stuck out her rear right in her husbands face and let some gas out before walking away chuckling to herself. Paul was now married and after years and years of relationship after relationship torturing and abusing him he just gave up and excepted his place as a slave. A slave to a fairly large girl named Samantha who married him about a year ago since then he has not left this bedroom. One because she had handcuffed to the bed for trying to leave, once to go get the mail and two because when he did that Samantha forced him to pleasure her gassy ass all day so he thought it would be better just to stay where he was. So you may ask yourself how did Paul survive in here for so long well there is a connecting bathroom all be it is constantly used by Samantha and he only can use it after cleaning (which happens just about twice daily) and for food well she had a special way of "preparing" his food. By which I mean every morning she would leave for some time find whatever food she could then placing it in her panties in for a while so it could fully soak up her lovely gas and Paul would eat this everyday. Till his wife came back with this fart food all Paul patiently waited for what seemed like hours but may have really been just a few minutes. In that time however he got to "enjoy" the smell of Samantha's side of the bed as well as thinking what she would be cooking for him today. Times like these that's all he really could think about what would Samantha do today and how he could please her after all that's all he had left. Hearing Samatha's loud footsteps approaching the door Paul was hit by a blast of fear, he wanted to make himself look respectful once his wife came in. So before Samantha opened the door he did what any level headed man would do he smashed his face down onto her side of the bed where two big buttcheek imprints could be found and inhaled deeply making sure if she opened the door she would hear him. Suddenly the door swung open as Samantha remarked at the sight of her husband "Nice Babe you're getting better everyday, but get your face out of there it's time for breakfast". Pulling himself from the tainted mattress Paul looked up at his wife and the first thing he noticed was the first thing he noticed every morning the large bulge in her panties what was inside would be his breakfast today. Samantha jumped on to the bed on a perpendicular angle to Paul so she landed on his lap both knocking the air out of him with her enormous weight but also presenting Paul her pantied bottom right on his lap. "Enjoy your breakfast in bed dear I have been cooking it for a while so hope you like pancakes...BRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPTTT WHEW! Cook it a bit more for you huh babe hehehehe." Paul gulped and slowly slid her panties and freed the wretched stench from its prison as it slowly stunk up the bedroom. Then he saw the pancake completely destroyed and wedged between this beauty's booty, filled to the brim with gas his food looked almost soggy likely from sweat to say the least it was disgusting. Paul just stared at it for a few secounds almost like he was contemplating something. "Well go ahead eat it, and I even sat on it so it would all squish together for you" PPPLLLOOOOOTTT FRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTT PSSHHHBBRRT "Owwww looks like it's time for my morning dump you enjoy your breakfast and hey just because I love you so much I'll freshen it up for you." Samantha said as she got off her husbands lap and snatched the pancake from Paul and rubbed it up and down her crack soaking all of her fresh gas in it. She then threw it right at him and laughed while she walked away to the bathroom where she immediately unloaded all she was holding in. He sighed and struck with no other option he ate the rest of his food and what he had eaten before was nothing to having his food "fresh." The juices from her last farts had really seeped in making an already gross breakfast into a nightmare. Nevertheless he ate it and swallowed it all again gagging each time and always reminding himself that this was for his wife so he sucked them all down till his breath was pure with his wife's gas. Then he waited if the past was any indication Samantha would be on the pot for a while but like a good dog waiting for his master he just sat on the bed and listened to the horrific sounds that his wife was producing in the bathroom (which was about five feet away from him) Suddenly the bathroom door was pushed open as a nude Samantha made her way to the bed. "Well go on get started" Smantha said. The speeh in its entirety was " Oh wonderful godess butt I would like to thank you for granting me the supreme pleasure of being able to gaze at you for so long, the wonderful joy of being responsible for all the gifts you give out the world, and the honour of eating your wonderfully cooked meals. You truly are much greater then I or any other man deserve but I thank you for merely letting me bask in your wonderful scent." At which point Paul would hug his wife's giant booty very tenderly then give it a kiss on the starfish (almost always while Samantha farted). Here's what it sounded like when Paul said it "MMMPFFF MMMMMMMBFFFF MMPPPF MPPF MBBBFSSS BMMMMMPF MPPPPPF MBBBBPPP." Each time he spoke a word all that happened was muffled talk no one could possibly understand and hs mouth going around the crack that was her ass taking in all of the wet shit that was left behind. Once he finished his speech he brought his arms up embraced the booty (which really just forced himself closer to her hole) then gave it a small kiss. SSLLLOOOOOOORRRRPPPPSSHHH "Ha looks like that was more then a fart today huh? Oh well you just clean that up babe I know how much you love and one more thing" Samantha paused to clench her buttcheeks together trapping her husband further. "Oh and Happy Valentines Day!" SSSPPPPRRRRRAAAPPPSSSSTTTTT What follows was a day of farts,sharts, ass worship, unclogging toilets, being used as toilet paper, Dutch ovens, foot massages, ass massages, and overall being a slave to his wife but Paul didn't care and he was used to it after all this was where he truly belonged in a relationship. |
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