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Tales of the Goddess WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, ANAL VORE, AND SCAT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. In Brazil there are countless mid wive's tales about the Goddesses. They were large women, particular in hips and genitals; beautious, but strange. Their ferocity accounted for most of the strangeness. They were said to have magical powers and used them to torment poor village boys for their amusement. The stories still ring true today with perpetuating “brazilian butt” myths. Once such story is the tragic tale of Nathanial. Long ago, a boy was simply eating outside on his farm when off in the distance he saw two figures approach him. The Goddesses- he could tell just by their look. They plump figures, with breasts that seemed to have a mind of their own as they bounced naked in the breeze. The boy’s mouth became parched as they came closer. Their hips were abnormally large, with cheeks that could be seen dangling from their front. Barbie, a pale blonde beauty, approached him first. “Oohhh, a bean farmer! That’s some of my favorite crops!” she exclaimed, addressing the boys plate. Ivanna, the tan Goddess, rudely grabbed part of his meal with her hands. “Eh, I’ve seen bigger. So what is it boy? I geuss all you know how to grow is small?” Ivanna bent down and tapped his penis while Barbie laughed. The boy knew he was in immediate danger and started to rise when he felt a pair of hands rest on his shoulders. “Ladies, please. He wasn’t selected to be judged on his food.” The boy’s neck was bent backwards in the chair and before he knew it, two soft black buttcheeks nestled him in darkness. Natalie. PPPRRRRSSSSSSSSSSLLLSSSSSS! The boy was assaulted with thick silent gas, straight from her hole. Natalie reached back and plucked a few beans into her mouth. “It’s all right boy,” she said in her soothing manner. “All will be explained soon.” Her silent bombardment continued. The other Goddesses laughed, pressing their feet against the boy’s chest to strain his breathing. After sucking in another 20 seconds of hot eggy gas, the boy was knocked out cold. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Your name, boy? What is your name?” Ivanna’s voice seemed to blare like the voice of God. Perhaps it was the dizziness from the fart. “It’s Nathaniel…” he muttered sleepily. “What? You will speak up when addressing a Goddess!” “Sister Ivanna, please.” Nathaniel awoke with a start as he was lifted off the ground. Then, he screamed. In front of him was an asshole, twice his size. Looking down, he found himself carried by black fingers; he was no larger than a pebble. “Allow me to elaborate Nathaniel,” came Natalie’s voice. “We came not to judge your cooking. In fact, you will be doing the judging. Ansewer this question truthfully and you will be rewarded: which one of us has the worst farts?” Nathaniel watched as Natalie spread Ivanna’s wide cheeks open and pressed him close to her asshole. The ripe stench of previous shit and spiciness fit Ivanna’s title: Ivanna, the spicy one. FFFFLLLLLTTTTLLRRBBLAAATTT! “Ahh...no contest, right boy? Look at his eyes roll back in his head!” BBLLRRRRBBAAAATTTT! “No mortal can take my taco meat toots!” PPPPRRRLLLAABBBBTTT! Ivanna’s farts were loud and forceful. Her fart wind shot out like a hurricane and the boy gagged as his microscopic world seemed to be blown to bits. “Get a whiff of the scent, Nathaniel.” said Natalie. “Now you need to compare it to mine.” She held the boy against the pink hole for another two seconds before handing him to Ivanna. “Wait, I have another ripper for him!” she said. “Three farts only, those were the rules!” said Barbie. Ivanna grunted and the boy was whisked to his next booty- Natalies. Natalie, the large winded, spread her luscious black buttcheeks to reveal a soft brown edged asshole. Not even a second later Nathaniel was introduced to it’s taste as it puckered gently forward. PPPFFFFFFFFFFFFF! A quick burst of air made the boy gag; it had a milky taste, like swallowing bile mixed in sourdough. “Ohhhh,” Natalie exclaimed gently. PPPLLLLRRRRSSSSSLLLLLL! The second fart droned on longer than any fart the boy had seen or heard. He was dying in it, like being caught in a desert full of farts. “You see how he flings himself about girls? Eat your grains, that’s what bring them to their knees. Isn’t that right, my boy?” PPPPPRRRSSSSSUULOOSSS! Another rancid kiss from her asshole sent the boy on his way. “My turn, my turn!” cried Barbie. Nathaniel was carried from Natalie’s fingers to the butthole of his final contestant. Barbie’s white walled bum led to a tight reddish-pink asshole that looked like it’d seen it’s wear and tear. The boy grimaced and made panicked noises. It smelt like dirty gym clothes mixed in with sulfuric swamps. Indeed, her asshole glimmered in moist ass spit. PPTTT-BBLLRSST-FFLLTRLLRTT! Quick jests from her butthole shot ripples of murky spit onto the boy. “Ahh yes! Chicken soup makes for a fart and poop! Just like mommy said, right fartboy?” PPLLTRLLTTLRRT! Nathaniel screamed as more ass spit shot his way; Barbie giggled in delight with his torture. “That’s four farts at least!” cried Ivanna. “No, they were in succession,” said Natalie. “Barbie dear, please deliver you last-” PPTUUUOTTOOSSSHTTT! “-there we are. So boy, smell the last of it and decide.” Nathan was covered in ass slime, which further perpetuated the swampy smell from Barbie- Barbie the moist was a fitting name indeed. “Barbie, Barbie wins!” he called as loud as he could. “Bullshit! She’s covered the boy in ass grease. Plus, she was the last to go!” cried Ivana, rubbing the boy on any dry spot she could. “We need more testing!” Natalie sighed, plucking the boy back. “Fine. My boy, I apologize, but we must go deeper.” Barbie clapped as the boy screamed and pleaded. “Hush now, smelly child. You will be rewarded.” With those words, Natalie began to shove him into the depths of Barbies wet asshole. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A river of raw ass juice seemed to be in constant seepage within Barbie. Her walls squished as she braced for another fart. PPLLTSSHOOTT! Again, the boy was rocketed along her walls onto the ground. He moaned in pain and disgust. The Goddesses spell made him impervious to death, but he felt every ounce of pain as he hit the dirt from that height. Not to mention, the rank smell in Barbie’s butthole as she shoved him inside again. “That didn’t count, that didn’t count! He’s a slippery devil!” FFTTOORUUSSHTT! Another ripply, slippery toot sharted him onto the ground once more. “Dammit you fat swamp wench,” said Ivanna, taking the boy. “Perhaps if you’d wipe yourself we wouldn’t have this problem.” “None of us wipe ourselves!” said Barbie. “Shut up! All right fartboy, it’s time you experienced the power of a real Goddess!” Ivanna shoved him inside her asshole. It was much more regimented than Barbie’s. Tight knit and sticky, the boy gagged as the life was practically choked out by her asshole-which seemed to be tightening. FFRRRLLLTTTOORRATT! “Ahhh, that is what an asshole needs, some friction! You whores take too many little pricks up your pooper, like this one!” FFBBAAAWWARRTTTTT! Ivanna laughed and shook her mighty buttcheeks. Nathaniel was now crying after being physically assaulted by the point blank ass ripping. “Yes, that’s right fartboy. You stick anything in her and I’ll snap it off at the tip, isn’t that right?” BBLLLRRLBBBLLRRBBBRRRRTT! A raw meaty toot stung his nose and made his ears ring. The boy could only smell dying chickens and hear Ivanna laughing as she flexed her asshole, soaking him in the flavor. A finger reached inside and dug him to safety. “Nonsense, your asshole is an environment you must treat with control. Observe, ladies.” Natalie pushed the boy into her stink tank and the boy’s breath harshened in anticipation for the thunderstorm. Much worse came. PPPPSSSSSRRLLUUUPPP! The fart rolled in gentle as a breeze but thick as a sandstorm. Phosphorus and hot smell sent Nathaniel choking. Every breath not wasted was sent to begging for his life and writhing in her asshole. “Shhh, listen girls? Do you hear his plight? He’s trapped like a bug in an oven, waiting to be marinated in my flavors.” PPRRROOOFFFFFFFFFSSSSS! “Ohhhh… He’s coming to a conclusion, now. There is no escape. Just an experience of my smells. Breathe it in boy. Relax.” FFFFFFFTTTLLLLLRRRRRRRRR! A droning fart rolled outward, bringing a sour smell of death to his lips. As her asshole gently purred around him, the boy wondered if the test wasn’t for the three Goddesses, but for his strength and will. He succumbed to the fart shortly after it was released. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The boy was much quicker to react once realizing he’d regained consciousness this time. He awoke to the smell of three distinct horrible assholes, directed straight at him. Truthfully, he was on a log, with each Goddess having their asscheeks spread and asshole’s spread. He frightfully sprinted around; their holes were breathing in and out and their wide cheeks left no escape. “There, he’s awake!” cried Ivanna, looking down into the circle of stink they’d created. “Ahh, finally. I apologize my boy, the spell has it’s weaknesses.” said Natalie. Nathan couldn’t bring himself to look up at her...his gaze met her bared brown asshole and he stopped. “Wha-what is this? Please, just let me go...Barbie wins, no, I mean Ivanna! She wins!” Natalie smiled and scooted her ass closer in the circle. “Save your opinions boy, don’t worry. We’ve realized that we’ve tainted them with our procedure. Now we shall fire at once and we ask that you direct your attention away from the least favorable of farts. Ready?” “I’ve been ready!” Cried Ivanna, herself scooting closer. “Let’s do this!” FFRRRRRRAAAAATTTTTT! Nathan was blown away by her fart onto the floor. He scurried away to Barbie’s asshole. “That’s right fart boy, run away!” cried Ivanna, letting another quick ripple deter him away. PPSSSSHHHOLLOOTTT! “No, bad tiny, bad, go away!” FFSSSHHLLOOTTSSS! Nathan screamed as the damp fart air puked onto his face. He scurried towards Natalie's butt...no gods, the stench. “Not my asshole, boy. Turn your attention elsewhere.” Her asshole shot out another silent stench, adding a mixture of egg to the swamp ass and raw meat stench. FFRRRRRAAALLLTTTT! BBTWWSSLLSSHULLRRTTT! PPPSSSSSSSSSSSSS! The boy was caught in between their scents...again. “He’s looking at you, Ivanna!” “Like hell he is!” FFFBBBAAAAAARRRRTT! The boy was flung to his feet towards Natalie's booty...oh god, the smell. PPPSSHHLLLAARRT! “Rain rain go away!” The boy turned as Barbie’s rancid shart showered down ass juice. All their gas collided, each with it’s own powerful flavor. Ivanna continued her harsh rippers, while Natalie gave him a silent riposte. Barbie let her wet farts coat the area in a swampy moisture, which hung around like a fart-flavored mist. They didn’t stop. Nathan’s head was screaming for a break. “I-...NO ONE WINS!” he cried. For a few brief moments, the farting stopped. “No one wins! YOU ARE ALL DISGUSTING PIGS OF NATURE!” he cried. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was no room and no hope. The boy could only watch as the cheeks spread and the contestants dropped their filth right on top. Natalie sighed, her large log dropping first. Nathan could only screamed as it crushed his bones, letting him marinate in hot, smelly stink. It smells like her farts times a thousand,(which is probably why all of them were silent). FFTRRLOOOOPP! Ivanna came next, with a flurry of insults and grunting as she shat onto the pile. Circular little plops of turds piled on in the dozens, steamy and smelly. Nathan screamed as he felt the weight of the farts and sharts adding to the pile. Barbie giggled, her asshole perched right above the pile. “Say cheese!” she cried. FFFLLTSSSHHRRLLOTTTTSSTT! A muddled mess of black shit added a rank smell,(cheese, mostly) which ran along the cracks of the various shit. It etched into every corner, ensuring any air pocket the boy’s nose could find would be stamped out. Solid, liquid, and gaseous smell perpetuated his skin and beyond, painting a hell he could never realize. He heard laughing above him, along with a few stray farts. “Let us know what you think, Nathan.” said Natalie. “We very much value your input.” “Yeah, we’ll be on your bean farm!” called Barbie. “Great idea,” called Ivanna. “Let’s go judge this fartboy on something that matters!” They went off to sample his stock. Nathaniel cried in the shit as it stewed, listening to their farts fade off in the distance.
EPILOGUE The story of Nathaniel remains one of the more tragic tales of Goddess encounters. His tale ends on a sadder note; the tale ends to a tragic mistreatment to a false hope of will and seduction. The boy remained shrunk, stirring in liters of dried feces for hours on end. The Goddesses powers dwindled after time, once they reached a respectable distance. Nathaniel eventually grew to his original full size, his face drenched in shit from the three Goddesses. Along with the impure taste coating his mouth and nose came a mix of feelings too strong for a boy his age to bear. Despair, helplessness, and anger, anger most of all. He felt betrayed in his duties to the Goddesses, still tasting their fecal matter rotting in his brain. They’d used him and left him like a stranded piece of toilet paper. Memory served that he was owed “a reward” as the Goddess Natalie put it. He set off to claim that reward. It wasn’t hard to find the Goddess. News of their torment usually traveled throughout the cities. Currently they had taken over a family’s household and had made it a place of relaxation and testing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Your farts still haunt my dreams, Goddess Natalie. I can’t ever eat beans or tortillas again. You’ve ruined me, truly you have.” Natalie held her smile at the boy’s words; they were compliments, not insults. “Well thank you, Nathan, was it? I’ve been a little more partial to vegetables these days...green beans, mostly. They hold a more earthly scent, wouldn’t you agree?” She lifted her black ass: PPPRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFT! The chair caught another deadly fart, which wafted up to the boy’s nose. She was right, her farts were still horrendous. “Yes,” he said with a cough. “Disgusting.” “Well I’ve gotten better too! Here, let him smell my farts!” “No, he hasn’t tasted my chili blasters! That will make your nose bleed boy!” Ivanna and Barbie grabbed his arms, trying to force him down. “Ladies, please! He’s endured enough of our contests.” said Natalie. “Nathan came here, in his grace, to give us all some closure...and something else. What is it you desire, my boy?” The two Goddesses still held his arms. He gathered his bravery. “I want my reward, Goddess Natalie. You owe me, on your word as a Goddess.” “Ha! This motherfucker!” said Ivanna. “We already gave you your reward you shitpeddler! I’ve got another one brewing if you want it.” “Ivanna…” Natalie said sternly. She motioned for Nathan to come near...then motioned for him to kneel. “I am the winner, am I not boy?” PPRRRSSSLLLLSSSSS! He let out a cough as the gnarly hot toot was sent his way. Her butthole splurged in a dangerous tone. “Yes...you are the smelliest.” Natalie smiled, then rose, bent over in her chair. She spread her glorious cheeks towards the boy. “Then come, claim your reward.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BBLLLRRRRRFFFFLLLLLLRRRRRR! “Ohhhh, excuse me.” said Natalie. The corn and wheat smell of the fart did not deter Nathan. He stroked his cock, watching Natalie’s asshole burst forth in protest to his actions. Ivanna and Barbie watched in confusion and anger at their sister’s actions. “Ohhh, my word. I hope you don’t mind my gas boy. These blackberries are complete carnage on my booty.” Another silent bout of gas shot at the boy’s hips. He watched as the nearly invisible heat ray of shit smell came up to his nose. “Not at all, your Goddess.” Now, with his penis lengthened, he bravely put it forward. Inside her pussy it went. Nathan was quite sure aiming for her asshole would mean certain death at the hands of Ivanna and Barbie. Natalie was silent and gave little protest as his cock moved in and out. PPPPRRRLLLLLBBTTTSSSSOOHHH! Her asshole only gave a long, quiet fart for comment. Nathan was indeed, enjoying himself. There was difficulty, him being half man and Natalie being half woman. Her booty was abnormally structured, nearly twice his length. His tiny boy penis made it barely halfway into her vagina. Natalie gave no voice in either pleasure or discomfort. Nathan took his chances; he slapped her ass hard, gripping the fat of ass meat. His viciously thrusted. Natalie held up a hand to her sisters, who looked visibly disgusted. PPRROOOOFFFFFFFFLLLLL! God, that fart was nasty. “Almost there, boy?” Natalie cooed. BBBRROOFFFFFFFFFTTT! “Almost...almost…”. “Take your time.” PPRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSS! The eggy farts came and went, along with other flavors. The boy’s heart was racing; part danger, part sexual libido, and part fart hallucination. His gaze stayed downward, watching his dick disappear underneath her cheeks. FFFFFFWWWOOOOTTTTTTT! Her hole gaped open, showing a pinky center in her anal walls. The boy’s eyes were caught on it...until he passed out. He heard the sounds of laughter as he crumpled onto Natalie’s back. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That same fart smell from Natalie did haunt his dreams. He wasn’t lying. BBBWWLLTTRRRRSSSSS! Now, it haunted his reality. Her brown asshole shot another rank bout of air his way. The boy gagged as the green bean flavor was easily identifiable amongst the general shit smell. “Ahhh, you're awake. Perhaps you’d like to try again?” PPSSSSSHHRRRLLLLRRFFFF! “Ohh, perhaps not? Come on now boy, there was no agreement to help you get it up.” Natalie’s mighty booty was just above the boy. She read in her now favorite armchair with the boy placed underneath her mighty cheeks. Her asshole rained down hot fire above, coating the chair and him in a smelly armada of stink. “You can’t...you can’t do this!...my reward…” Natalie looked down from her book and placed the boy against her pussy lips. “Feel free to claim it boy. But you said nothing about shrinkage, and after being exposed to my farts I can’t stop it now. You want to grow? You first must grow yourself.” From her damp pussy lips she moved him down to her soft asshole, which kissed him with another fart. PPPRRRLLLARRRRFFFFFLL! “Ahhhhh.” Natalie sighed, enjoying him scream and squirm against her furnace like butthole. The boy could barely think as the silent fruity fart sent his brain into a scramble. He could think no sexy thoughts while being gassed nearly out of consciousness. “Feel free to try any of my holes, boy. Oh and my sisters, they’ve agreed to help you in your cum conquest. Just to reemphasize, my spell requires and expulsion of semen into us to null the shrink effects. Have fun.” PPLLLLLLRRSSSSSSFFFFFFF! Natalie laughed as another fart coated the boy’s skin and lessened his chances. Nathan screamed as he was tossed across the room, landing directly in Ivanna’s asscrack as she sprawled across the rug. “Oh no problem sister. Barbie, get your fat farting ass over here!” said Ivanna. Nathan scrambled across her crack while Ivanna giggled; Barbie soon popped into sight. “My farts would blast this little turd off his rocker. Care to keep him in place?” “Oh no problem! Tell me fartboy, do you like oatmeal? Because my booty sure doesn't!” The two laughed as Barbie’s butt lumped onto Ivanna’s. FFFFBBBAAALLLAATTTTT! Ivanna’s spicy taco fart launched Nathan into Barbies mushy ass crack. PPTTLLTTT! BBLLLOOTTSSST! Back down again, into the hot, stinky rippers. Up back again into the swamp ass filled mess. Down and up, smell after smell. “Having trouble still fartboy?” called Barbie, Nathan’s tired, dizzied body still clinging to the wet strands of her anus. Ivana fingered around their cracks to push him into hers. “He just needs some stable grounds, that’s what!” She pressed him into her asshole, gripping the air out with her clenched cheeks. Barbie adjusted her hole overhead, and they continued to fire. BBLLRSSHOOTT! FFWWBBAAAAARRLBTT! The three’s anal onslaught continued not for the day, or for the week, or even for the month. Legend says the boy is still the playtoy of the Goddesses, his mind numbed to the point of never getting an erection again. |
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