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The Cure of Caitlyn WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, FART/BUTT FETISHISM, SCAT, SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS, AND ANAL VORE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Every foot Caitlyn and I traveled gave me goosebumps. She had been gracious enough to drive me to her house after work. I had been thankful,(or maybe stupid enough) to accept. “Hey, look, there’s Danielle right?” she said pulling the corner. My eyes rolled to the side, searching for her location without making direct contact. Caitlyn must have known my cowardice. She grabbed my junk and leaned over to whisper. “Go ahead, do it!” Her words gave me confidence; at least I had comfort knowing I’d done this a thousand times before. My eyes shot towards her like an arrow. There was Danielle, with her lightly tanned skin transfused with her blue lifeguard swimsuit. Her buttocks clenched-I’ve watched them enough to pick up on their behavior. I could feel the energy building up...and even saw a ripple along her asscrack as the wet suit expanded. I tasted it, the wet fart bubbling with every push on her anus. Danielle didn’t see me, she saw no one around. Another fierce ripper punctuated her suit and even though I was 20 yards away, I could feel it on my face, I could smell the hint of bacon from her sandwich. The world dulled around me as I started to drift away. FTTTOORRUURRRTTTT! A sound, disgusting in all nature, exploded in my face. Nasty as it was, it wasn’t wet and also it was filled with a salty, dry texture on my tounge. “So close, yet so far!” said Caitlyn. PRRABBLLTT! She laughed, giving me another small fart to soak in. Within a blink of an eye, I was transported to the seat next to her hers, now fully sized. “So, whose smelled worse, hers or mine?” she asked, pinching my cheeks. “God, you know who you sound like? Just like Cassandra!” “Well, Cassandra would let you melt in your girlfriend's little tootie cooties!” said Caitlyn. Her cute little voice sounded jealous as she mocked me. “Then she’d drop a big deuce on you for good measure. I for one want to make sure you're properly trained when you’re farped. You’ll be the perfect Ripper. You know why?” I gagged...during her monologue she’d let out a eggy silent fart. “God dammit,” I complained. “Why?” “Because I’m the perfect Gassy Goddess AND the perfect trainer. Speaking of, try to block that out, let’s see how far you get.” She angled her ass in my direction, fanning the smell my way. I tried rolling the windows down as my head swirled. God, it was happening. I could practically hear her asshole calling to me. “Caitlyn, roll the windows down...we’re...you’re driving, sit in your seat…” PTTTRRRTTT! “Come on, if you can’t fight me, you won’t be able to fight anybody!” she countered, wiggling her ass. That did it, the plain sight of her chubby fat cheeks sucking her jean shorts along her crack. Within an instant I was sucked inside. BBLLLRRAAAPPBBT! Angrily, I sucked on my punishment as Caitlyn laughed. She was a good teacher, but a cruel one. I had to endure her stink for two more stoplights. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was getting better at resisting my curse. I geuss working with Caitlin for two weeks would definitley help me with that. I’d almost forgotten about Cassandra and for a while, it seems she’d forgotten about me. Of course, this was the 21st century, so she had no problem of keeping in contact with me. “Where, the fuck are you fartboy, I know you’re done being sick,” said Caitlyn reading my texts. BBRRRAAAMMMPPTT! I held my breath as the rank apple juice fart blew on my face. I was fully sized and Caitlyn was now wiggling her cheeks deeper onto my face, brustling my nose with her asshole. The smell oozed into my brain and all I could think about was her asshole, getting ready to rip again. PPRRTTTRUUURT! Every few seconds she made the reality ever clearer in my head. “I think...she’s going to...go looking for me.” I said after a while. Caitlyn shrugged her shoulders. “Well, crazy bitches will be crazy bitches. This goes way beyond her Gassy Goddess duties. You can’t be the first guy she locked up to fart on. What happened when you avoided her before?” FRRRLLLLAAAAAATTTT! The fart brought back the horrific memories from my past. Within an instant, I was flush with Caitlyn’s asshole, tasting the full effects of her cheeseburger fart. “She hunted me down and did this!” I managed to spit that out before gagging. Caitlyn must have pitied me; she had me grow back underneath her plump cheeks again. It took all my willpower to stay my current size under her nice, gracious booty cheeks. “Listen Matt, I think it’s time. Time for you to defend yourself from this cunt bitch.” The words seemed too harsh for a girl fo Caitlyn’s nature, so she followed it with a rank, greasy fart. I didn’t endure it for too long as she rose, pulling her pants down. “First, let me clear some space real quick. You’re gunna need it.” Caitlyn grabbed a McDonald’s cheeseburger wrapper, placing it directly underneath...oh god! “No, come on Matt, look!” she cried, slowly backing up into the couch with a grunt. “Cassandra won’t hesitate to shit all over you, no matter what the size. You need to learn to...UGH!” It seemed she’d built up the pressure long enough. I watched her anus crown a hefty log, breathing life into the meaty flesh and asshole hairs. The log was solid, at least differentiating from Cassandra’s diarrhea spewage. But that didn’t make it any less disgusting. My brain felt like it was melting; the balsamic-smelling shit pushed forward with another toot, amassing the size of the three cheeseburgers Caitlyn consumed. BBLLLLPPPP! A small fart pinched off the turd into the wrapper with a smack. “Come on Matty. Think. You don’t want to be here...think of...think of Danielle.” She said the words almost pained; not as in pushing another turd, but suggesting me to ignore her gracious gift her ass had created in favor of another girl. My whole body sweated as her shit stained anus groped my nose. I could smell the shit resting beneath my chin and on my nose. I stared ahead, straight ahead, with Danielle's perfect plump cheeks farting long and deep wet farts into her suit. Caitlyn pulled away, grabbing more wrappers to clean up her ass. “By god, I think he’s ready gents!” she said, rustling my hair. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was in some sort of fever dream. I had to be. My ears rung in my head as I watched the task in front of me present itself. Caitlyn sighed, snapping me out to tug on my naked cock. “Come on, derpules, we don’t have all day.” She stretched, bringing her arms to separate her naked asscheeks in front of me on the couch. No obstacle stood in my way from having her...except of course, for me. “Put it in! As fast and hard as you can. When it’s time to break the curse, I’ll let you know!” she said. I stood above her, cock stiff and lungs barely doing their jobs. “I..what will I have to do?” She laughed, giving her booty a big smack. “What all guys do naturally! Now go!” I inched my ways forward, my mind blurring with every advancement. Before I knew what was happening, it was happening. I was in. I moaned like a dying calf...partially because it was so good and partially because I could see stars. “Look at my back Matty...like, my back back, you know?” I followed up to see her pretty little eyes meet mine. “That’s it! Now, go out!” I did, feeling my dick de-pressurise. “Good, now in!” It was like being sucked off by a virgin goddess. “Come on Matty faster! I know you’ve done this before!” “Actually...I haven’t. I’m-” “A virgin, OK. Jesus, you can’t make it easy on me can you?” I pulled out, a little put off. “Come on big boy, it’s fine. I’m sure smelling farts all the time slowed you down.” Tentatively, I stuck my penis back into her glory hole. “Ohhhh...speaking of…” FFRRBBBLLLUURRTTT! The fart rippled around my cock and a rush of blood flew to my head. I was farped, staring at the width of her asshole. BBRRRRRAAABBTTT! It farted angrily, as if sore from me knocking on its door. PTTUURRRRTRTT! I was flung across the room only to be transformed to normal size a moment later. My head spun as Caitlyn walked over to help me up. “No no, stay down!” she said, climbing on top my hips. “There, you can’t see my bum do it’s thing. Now is THIS better?” She sat on my cock without a care in the world. In an instant, my dick disappeared in her cavern, letting out a small whistling toot as it did so. “Shhh!” said Caitlyn. “Think of Danielle. Not my ass. Think of Danielle.” She gently bounced on my dick, letting out small toots with each prolapse off my penis. PTTUURRT! BBRRMMPPT! FLLLRRTTT! Strange alien farts poured down on me and my mind raced to visions of Caitlyn’s dirtied, hairy pooper. I fought and thought...what did Danielle’s asshole look like? PPRRTTOOTT! What did her farts smell like? FLLBBLLOOAARRTT! I opened my eyes to see a red clump of meat sharting it’s stink onto my face. “Sorry, just checking to see if you’re still with me! Again!” cried Caitlyn. She rose off my face, leaving me in her meat-ridden gas. I could still see her pooper in my face...now I could feel it on my cock. “Danielle...Danielle…”I muttered. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The cold toilet water was nothing like the steamy hot mess raining down on me. PPRRRSSSHHLLTTT! I watched Danielle’s dark brown asshole pucker down, forewarning me of another storm. She grunted, long and hard; hellfire rained down in the form of nacho fries diarrhea. FFRRLLSSPPSSBBOOOTTT! Chunks of shit pushed me to the toilet’s drain and whenever I resurfaced, Danielle paid no attention to my cries for help. BRROOMMPPPPTTT! “Ahhh god!” She said, rising to wipe her ass. The last glimpse I caught of her was her booty, wiping with toilet paper then pulling her swimsuit to protect her booty from preying eyes. She didn’t even look back to flush the toilet. I held my breath for at least a minute. I roared past streams of her feces(and maybe others as well) as the spell began to wear off. I no longer smelled her fumes, just the terrifying presence of the sewers rapid PSI. I was teleported back into my body in the office, perfectly fine and perfectly dry. Only my mind was scarred. Danielle popped in through the door, happy as a junebug in july. “It’s ok, looks like we’re all alone. Although someone fucking destroyed the girls bathroom, let me tell you. Nasty bitches.” she giggled. I stared at the ground, filled with rage. I was mad at her for lying about the bathroom...I was mad at myself for staring at her ass as she left, allowing her to farp me all the way to the toilet. And I was mad at Cassandra for putting me into this mess. “Hey, are you okay, Matty?” Danielle rose, to sit on the chair next to mine. She farted, a tiny squeeker that she shifted with; she wanted to look like the chair did it. But I could sense it...smell it. I knew...but I had to ansewer her. “I’m fine. Thanks Danielle.” She smiled sweetly at me and as I looked into her brunette hair my anger for her disappeared. It wasn’t her fault all this was happening. In fact, I were to be farped anywhere again, I’m hoping it would be her. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I came gallons as Caitlyn thrusted her ass around my dick. BBRRRLLLATTRRTT! It was like she had a second hole for farting I wasn’t plugging. The gas poured around my dick, seeming to reach my whole body. Wait no...I had allowed myself to be farped. Well shit; I could barely tell under the circumstances until...oh SHIT! FFLLRSSSHHRROOBBPPTT! Diarrhea poured along her anal walls and Caitlyn sighed, relieved. As the pressure of her feces pushed me out, I felt her finger pushing me back in. “Hold on Matty...just a little bit...OOAAHHG!” PPSSSHHRRT-FFLLRRLLAUURRRLTTL! She pushed her finger in deeper, coating it and me in a river of liquid shit. Oh god the smell was atrocious, fucking spoiled milkshake with mustard gas! I screamed, “Caitlyn! Stop, I’m done! I’ve cummed!” “Hold on, the spells…” PPRRRRTTTT! “Almost…” “FFRRRLLAAABBTT! “...and….DONE!” BBRRRLLLLRRBBBAALLBBOTTBBTTTT! I hit Caitlyn’s cough at mach speed, and I felt a pool of shit puddle into me as I landed. It didn’t stop and I screamed as Caitlyn grunted, shit pouring out her asshole like cement. PPPPTT! With the tiniest of farts, it seemed her spewage had ceased. I watched Caitlyn collapse to the floor. “Sorry...too weak. You have to crawl out.” I waded in her sticky goop, puking to add into the general sickness surrounding me. I crawled as far as my legs and arms would caring me. “Hey, watch it...the stains.” Lucky for her...and I geuss her couch...I simply collapsed not too far from the shit pile. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Danielle’s ass hung above me...no not Danielle's. It was pinker, more clumped...and dirtier. BBBRRRAAABBPPBTT! FFRRRMMMTTTT! Caitlyn grunted in pain as her shit covered asscrack ripped into my face. I moaned and she looked back with a smile. “Sorry fartboy, I’m a little busy cleaning up our mess.” Along with her general stank I detected a heaping rag soaked with dishwasher soap. She scrubbed along her couch, getting the piles, but not making too much progress on the stains. PPRRRRAAAAPPPPP! She bent down to reach a spot as she farted, showing no care about her asshole right above my face. “Sorry for the secrecy...but hey, it looks like it paid off, right? Does this make you farp?” BBRRLLLOOOTT! “No,” I said coughing. “Ok, how about these?” PPRRRRRLLTT! BBRRAAMPPP! PPPPPPRRRSSSSSSS! As her eggy fart poured into my face she took a moment to rub her ass onto my face. Beside the eggy meat and acidic sulfur smell, I no longer felt the urge to be farped. “I’m...cured. I’m not a Ripper...anymore.” I wish I had the strength to say the words with more enthusiasm. “Yup. Well, not quite. The spell will take a little while to wear down. Don’t worry, I’ll take you through the streets, help condition you back to your normal self. In the meantime, what do we say for helping us cure our wittle cuwrse?” Caitlyn rubbed her ass along my forehead and hair laughing. I kissed her pussy lips, gratefully breathing in the rank smell and pubic hairs into my nose. “Thank you Caitlyn...for everything.” PPRRRROOOBBBTTT! I promised myself I’d remember her “You’re welcome” fart for as long as I’d live. “You know you don’t have to make yourself a stranger at my house Matty. I did shit you out on my couch after all.” Caitlyn took a break from cleaning, laying down on my side to whisper in my ear. “If you really want to thank me you could fuck me in a less stinkier place.” I laughed, truly and honestly. I’d never been so happy. “You sure it’s not as stinky as the other hole?” I asked. PPRRRFFFFFTTTTTTT! A gust of wind hit my leg...from the front of Caitlyn. I froze. “I dunno. You tell me,” she said, kissing my neck. As the smell hit my nose, I didn’t really know if I was even allowed to be disgusted after all I’d been through. |
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