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Tommy's Girl WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART FETISHISM. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Tommy looked off into the infinite horizon and saw nothing but sky. Did he die? Was he in heaven? He suddenly saw a figure approaching him...by her looks it looked as if his intuition was right. She was stark naked, showing off her flawless fair skin, flowing blonde hair, and perfect figure. “hi-um, hi,” Tommy started. The figure approached him and put a hand on his shoulder, forcing him to his knees. Tommy kneeled mouth a gape as she slowly turned around to reveal her ass to him. Perfectly rounded and plump, she gently gyrated towards his face. Tommy was so caught up looking at her, he hadn’t noticed his surroundings; more identical angels surrounded him with their asses. Tommy kissed and carassed all the cheek he could...this was his paradise. The only thing that could- PPPRRRRRRRTTTT! An angel farted and Tommy guided his nose into her ass. The angels encased his head into their own asses, farting their own two scents at Tommy. BBLLLLLRRRRTT! PPPLLLLLBBBBTTSSS! BBLLLOOORRBBTT! Tommy was surrounded in a heavenly cascade of farts. “Oh Allison!” cried Tommy between the farts and the sniffing. He had waited his whole life for this...now it was finally happening! Tommy woke up with cum in his undershorts. “Not good,” he thought to himself. On the one hand, that was the best wet dream he had of Allison in a long time. On the other, the library wasn’t the best place to have semen in your pants. Tommy constantly thought about Allison and her ass. Maybe he was growing into pre-pubescence. Maybe he just had a wierd “phase”. But everyday he was caught up in Allison’s ass- it was his dream that one day she would actually let him come INTO her ass. Tommy even became the water boy for Allison’s Volleyball team, much to her team mates objections. They all knew he would peak glances when they practiced. It was the varsity Volleyball team and he was some wierd, horny, sophmore. Everyone, even Allison would give him sly shit for it. Today was one of those days...with an exception. “All right girls, hit the showers!” cried Allison to her team. Tommy watched from the sidelines as she slapped her teammates on the behind. The girls giggled and laughed, slapping each other for fun. Tommy couldn’t help himself; he perked up like a deer in headlights. Bum to bum caught up in those yoga-pant blended volleyball shorts. They all smacked like they meant it; some of the girls even bent forward to give Tommy a show. Tommy watched two girls smack Allison’s cheeks. WHAMP! WHAMP! Tommy imagined Jessica retaliating those slaps with a big meaty fart. Her ass shouldn’t be treated that way, thought Tommy. She has an ass of a Goddess! The girls poured into the locker room. Tommy watched Allison dissapear last, her butt swaying in the distance. Tommy tugged at his penis imagining tiny little squeekers bursting out her ass with each step. 1 minute, Tommy thought. That would be all the time he had to sniff Allison’s panties. The girls usually left an extra change of clothes on the bleachers. Every once in a while, Tommy summoned enough courage to rummage through some of the girl’s clothes. Today, he picked Allison’s...who else after his dream? However to Tommy’s dissapointment, he didn’t find her underwear. “Looking for these?” came a voice. Tommy jumped like he’d been shot. He almost wish he had. Out came Allison from behind the bleachers. Tommy shurnk down as she came to stand over him. Allison had an athlete’s body and was quite tall for her age. She towered down on poor Tommy like a mother punishing her disobediant child. Tommy hung his head and avoided her gaze. “I, um, sorry Allison..I…” Allison lifted his chin to meet her gaze. “I said, are you looking for these?” she said again. Then to Tommy’s suprise, she turned around and lifted her volleyball shorts...revealing her bright white underwear. Tommy froze, unsure what to do next. Allison decided for him. Allisson pushed her butt into Tommy’s face. Tommy froze as she sunk her buttcheeks around Tommy’s nose. Tommy was speechless. Was this a joke? Another one of his dreams? Then something happened that transcended reality...Allison let a toot out on his face. PRRROOOOT! It was quick but nonetheless powerful. Tommy stayed frozen, not believing what he had heard. He became anxious as her fumes heated his face. “Go ahead, Tommy. Sniff away,” said Allison. She followed with a monstorous fart. BBBRRRRBLLLBBBBBLLLBBBBBB! Tommy let loose his fears and sniffed. It was everything he imagined. Gloriously eggy and poop scented! He burrowed his nose as flush with her asshole as he could...and then he burrowed some more. He could still hear her bubbly fart echo across the gymnasium. Her ass was a true symphony of gas! Tommy turned his nose up, accepting this situation as his own, and waited for more gas...but none came. Allison moved her ass out of reach and Tommy felt a great loss, like a close friend had moved away. “You want some more Tommy?” asked Allison. Tommy smiled with joy. “Yes- yes please Allison!” he said. She turned to him and smiled. “Meet me at my house at 8:30. I assume you’ve stalked me enough to know where I live?” Tommy averted her gaze, and nodded, knowing he was pretty creepy with this stuff. Allison playfully punched his shoulder and smiled. “Alright, I’ll see you then.” she said. She then grabbed her bag and walked out of the gym. Tommy smiled; he felt as if he was constantly re-living that moment. Allison turned back and gave him a wink before dissapearing out the door...Tommy took a cautious sniff. She had left him with an SBD. Tommy took a few whiffs and headed off to class, desperatley trying to hide his stiffy. 8:30. It seemed like and eternity for Tommy. Now that he was at Allison’s doorstep, it seemed like a twilight time. Tommy wandered if this was some prank. Allison could open the door to a herd of her volleyball friends, all of them laughing and taking photos of the pervert boy for their instagrams or whatever. Finally, Allison opened the door. She was in fuzzy, pink pajamas and wore a baggy bedtime T-shirt. Her hair was wet...she might have just gotten out of the shower. “Hey Tommy.” she said, in her always sexy voice. Tommy stood there, nervous as ever. Maybe he should have brought her flowers or something...although on second thought, the girl who was into gassing guys probobly wouldn’t think flowers too sweet of a compliment. “Ok…” said Allison after a long pause. “Come on up to my bedroom, my parents aren’t home so we gotta do this quick.” Tommy followed her up to the bedroom with shaky knees. He tried not to look at her ass up the stairs...he REALLY needed to focus attention on walking. “Ok, here’s how this works Tommy,” said Allison. “I’ll fart on you for a little bit...but in exchange, you’re going to do my Algebra homework. Deal?” Tommy didn’t even need to condsider it. Algebra was a freshman level class...but hey, who said pretty and kinky girls had to be smart? “Okay.” Said Tommy. Allison laid him on her bed. Tommy watched excitedly as she gently lowered her ass onto his face. He giggled as her fluffy pajamas tickled his nose. He was ready for blast off. A couple seconds of nothing. Then bliss. BBBLLLLLLLLAAAAPPPTTT! Tommy beamed under Allison’s ass as her fart vibrated against his face. He took a deep whiff. Juicy. He didn’t know what she ate, but he was liking it. A couple more seconds went by. PPPFFFFFTT! That one was kind of silent, but Tommy couldn’t complain. A fart was a fart and he indulged himself all the same. He closed his eyes and imagined Allison looking down on him with amusement. BBBRRAATT! He took a whiff but Allison took her big beautiful ass away. “Hold on, I got a text.” Tommy couldn’t sit still as she crossed the room to get her phone. He laid back and she resumed positionn on his face. PPPRRRT! Another small fart. Tommy sniffed again, happy to be making progress again. Allison had a couple dry spells. Tommy waited anxiously for her next fart. A couple minutes went by...still nothing. After listening to her STILL texting on her phone, he got a little impatient. “alrisonss,” he muttered, his mouth still engulfed under her booty. “What?” she asked, the disinterest clear in her voice. “well, do yurr have any moah-” Allison rose off him. “What?” she asked, a little impatient. Tommy spoke freely. “Do you have any farts coming?” he asked politely. She was still glued to her phone. “If I did, don’t you think you would have heard them?” she said. Tommy’s heart sunk a little. It became clear that Allison was in this for the homework, not for Tommy. “Here, I may have some more, let me see.” Tommy got back under her ass like an excited dog. His ‘tail’ was still fully extended. He rubbed it, waiting for her next gas concoction. It got harder and harder; he could feel her asshole pushing out on his nose. “Ew, quit doing that!” said Allison, smacking Tommy’s wanking arm. Tommy exited her ass. “I’m sorry, it’s just...can you get a little more into this? I can’t get off to you just sitting on me...I mean, your ass smells great, but you just showered, so it kind of takes away some of the flavour-” “Oh my God, stop! Shutup Tommy, I don’t wanna hear that, that’s gross!” Tommy felt like shit. His fantasy thought he was a gross piece of shit. “Okay, look,” said Allison. “You can’t do that, but here...if I show you my ass, are we good for tonight?” Tommy nodded sadly. He wanted this to be over too. Allison pulled her pants just below her cheeks. Tommy didn’t stop himself from looking. Her naked ass was everything he imagined. Plump and round and precious. He only got a 3 second look before Allison shoved him out the door, reminding him to do the homework. “If you wanna do this again, I got some history for you to do.” she mentioned as he left. Tommy left her house defeated, with a skimper of hope that next time would be better. That night, Allison visited his dreams. Only with much better effect than her house. Before Tommy left, she pulled her pants down...ALL THE WAY. She spread her cheeks to reveal every nook and cranny her ass had to offer. Tommy was still as a statue. BBBLLLLLLLLLAAAAAARRBBBBBBBBLBLBLBTTTTTT! Tommy was in complete shock, staring at her ashhole do what nature had it do best. It was simply beautiful to watch. Her fart lasted a total of 10 seconds in his dream. Tommy came for about 20.
Part 2: Dream to Reality Tommy couldn't explain why he was looking at Allison laying stark naked on a bed. He only knew to appreciate these moments when they came in his head. She was lying on her back, lifting her legs to display her gorgeous, plump booty cheeks. “Come closer Tommy. Let’s play a game.” she called to him. Tommy walked forward in a trance like state. As if magic, endless trays of food appeared beside Allison. “I’m hungry my little fart catcher. Won’t you feed me?” She said. Tommy bounded with glee. There was so much to pick from! He picked up each morsel with shaking hands. First a spoonful of creamed corn. Then some baked beans. Then a slice of cauliflower. Allison gobbled bite after bite, never stopping to chew, never wanting to cease her ingestion. Tommy’s arm gave out before her hunger. “Now, come and bask in the fruits of your labor.” Said Allison, slowly guiding his head to her crack. “Or should I say ‘toots of your labor’?” Tommy couldn’t help smiling at her stupid pun. He tensed up listening to her booty grumble. Her magnificent, bowel-movement sized fart was rushing towards her ass at stunning rates. He buried his nose against her pretty, petite butthole; he reveled in her smell, waiting for his reward to burst forth from that beautiful, little hole. He felt her butthole push forward against his nose. He drew the biggest breath he could. PPPRRAT! That was all. Apparently, Tommy woke up to the sound of his own miniscule fart. What’s even stranger is that he came to it as well. ‘Oh well, at least I’ll get the real thing someday,’ he thought. Hopefully. Right now his deal with Allison wasn’t so prosperous. He was neck deep in her ass, but also her Algebra, which seemed to pile on and on. Turns out Tommy was doing her friends homework too. “Maybe you could ask if I could sniff your friends asses?” he suggested underneath her ass one night. “One of your gassier friends...which one do you think farts the hardest?” “Oh my god, I don’t know Tommy! That’s so gross! You should be lucky I’m letting you do this!” She was right, he was lucky. Allison was the prettiest girl he knew. He buried his face inside her soccer shorts. Not quite Volleyball or yoga pants, but the texture got the job done. PPLLLRRTT! A squeeker fart escaped her backside; that was the most he had gotten in her last three sessions. He had to follow her like a dog around the house to sniff it. This wasn’t how it should be...if this deal was going to screw him over, she should be screwed over a little as well. “You want me to fart naked?” asked Allison, stunned more than ever. Tommy stood motionless with his arms crossed. “Not just that, we have to shower too.” he added. “Or else I show everyone this.” He pulled his laptop to Allison and watched her mouth gape open. “Allison Farts.com?!” she screamed. Tommy smiled. He had composed every fantasy and every fart session he had with Allison into one, neat little website. “You and I are going to do each one of these fantasies...otherwise, I show this to the whole school.” Allison yelled at him. She called him a perverted freak. She even threatened to call the police. Finally she begged. That tactic seemed to get her a little ground. “All right, we won’t do all of them...just most of them.” Said Tommy. His finger lingered on one particular dream he had recently. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was like a dream come true, only a little more sinister. Allison laid with her asshole prominently displayed, just like in Tommy’s dream. “And a little more cabbage for the lady,” said Tommy handing her a piece. She slowly chewed on it. “I hate cabbage,” complained Allison. “Then I hope whip cream suits your tastes,” said Tommy, slowly inserting the whip cream can into her anus. FWWHHOOOSSH! Tommy sighed blissfully as he watched her asshole eat up all the whip cream. He thought of a vore fantasy he wanted to try next. But first, the fetish at hand. After 15 minutes of feeding Allison the gassiest foods he could find and giving her 3 successive enemas, Tommy was ready to begin. “Cmon Tommy lets go! I feel like I’m going to burst with all this whip cream and shit in my ass!” Tommy beamed inside at her comment; it came off a lot sexier than she intended. He knelt beside her asshole and placed his mouth adjacent to it. “Fire away, my sweetums!” BBBLLLLAAAARRRRBBBBBBTTTT! The first fart was a monster, shooting whip cream into Tommy’s mouth like a rocket. He sniffed with his mouth open, taken in the creamy flavor and whatever smell her fart produced. PPPLLLLLAAAAAPPPPPRRTTTT! More whip cream. Tommy gulped and swallowed, focusing his attention on her fart. It smelled of cheese and baked beans...just like his mom made. PPPPPRRAAATT! A tiny fart launched more cream into his face. Tommy giggled and went into little sniffing fits. Cabbage and green beans. Delicious. “Ohh my god this is sooo nasty,” Allison said. Tommy paid her no mind, just licked her butthole clear of the cream. He stuck his tongue inside her butthole. It was moist, bitter, and oh so juicy. Just like he dreamed it would be. A couple moments of silence. Tommy licked her butthole, gave it a few kisses, begging it for more. “Cmon, push Allison.” He commanded. He smacked her plump behind, very engorged in his new found power. Allison grunted and pushed to no avail. “I’m out,” she cried, tired and defeated. Allison laid back on her bed exhausted. Tommy got up dressed and began to leave. “I’ll call when I have another fantasy in mind.” he said beside the door. “Just please don’t show anyone the site!” pleaded Allison. “I won’t; in the meantime, I want you toying your ass and eating gassy food. I want your butt primed by the time I arrive. Understood?” Tommy watched Allison nod in fear. He felt so at ease now that he was in charge. A small, forceful fart rang against Allison’s clenched cheeks. BBBRRRTTT! Tommy froze. “I thought you said you were out.” he noted. “I thought I was…” said Allison. “Open em’” commanded Tommy. Allison sighed and opened her legs to display her ass. Tommy watched her gape her asshole in and out. No farting. “You don’t fart unless my face is in there...understood?” Allison again nodded. Tommy left her house to devise another fantasy for their playtime. |
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