By: JacksUniverseJSU
Westview, New Jersey, 1997
Earth-696.
Activity was buzzing inside the lower floor of the Vision Residence as a woman with auburn hair stood within the kitchen baking. Her busty, hourglass body was dressed in a crimson red outfit, consisting of an arrow shaped crown, bra, panties and long gloves and boots. All these traits made up the individual of Wanda Maximoff AKA The Scarlet Witch, the mutant superheroine from the European nation of Sokovia and one of the many children of the supervillain Erich Lensherr/Magneto.
After a hasty early morning start fighting alongside her fellow Avengers, saving the world yet again from another major threat, Wanda had been spending the rest of her day at home in the kitchen, cooking and baking a variety of meals. While her husband, The Vision, was at work and her sons were busy upstairs playing videogames, Wanda could finally have some time to herself and get into her favourite pastime. Inside her mind, she believed she deserved it, after having to foil supervillains and their evil plots for weeks on end.
At the moment, Wanda was leaning in at a counter up against the wall, folding in batter on its surface with her bare hands. She was happily humming away to a catchy tune that played on the radio nearby.
“Our break. Hmm-hm-hm-hm-hm. House. She's mighty mighty. Just letting it all hang out.” She sung lightly to herself for a moment. While she was toiling away, the rhythm of the song was making her shake her big and sexy red booty around as it stuck out slightly behind her, her ass muscles jiggling with every funky movement. Once she had finished with the batter, she then used her magic to put it into a big bowel right next to her. Before she continued any further, she thought to check up on her progress with the dozens of other meals she had already made.
“Okay, let's do this one last time.” She said, turning around to the other counter behind her, summoning a notepad and pen from somewhere in the house. Afterwards, she walked to the end of the counter and started to walk alongside it, inspecting each dish on her list as she went “So, the meals for the Avengers Feast are as follows: Toad-in-the-hole for me, Vis' and my brother Pietro, Shawarma for Tony Stark and Pepper Pots, Lasagna for Peter Parker and Mary-Jane, Crab Rangoon for Stephen Strange, Gamma Slamma for Bruce Banner, Roast Pig and mead for Thor, Apple Crumble for James Rondes, Maple Pounding Chomeur for Logan...” Continuing along the counter, she stopped in place halfway to confirm all the dishes she read aloud so far, before carrying on to check the rest. “...Acorn Pie for Doreen Green and her squirrels, Jallof Rice for T'Challa, French Cuisine for Greer Nelson, Sushi for Janet Van Dyne, Chimichangas for Wade Wilson and Farfel for Marc Spector or whatever personality he takes up this evening. Either way, that's everything.”
Pleased with her results, Wanda flicked her notepad back over to the other counter, using her magic to guide it back into place. “Now all that remains now is finishing up these batch of cookies for my boys.” She said, summoning the bowel of batter. Wanda walked back over to the other counter at the window and slowly began folding the ingredients inside it. After stirring the bowel for several minutes, the Scarlet Witch used her magic to levitate the substance out over toward a metal tray several feet away. She then split the batter into a dozen separate smaller pieces, placing them down in lines of five on each axis. Wanda then levitated the tray off the ground and placed it inside the oven nearby. She closed it with her own hands and set in the necessary requirements for cooking. Once set, she left the oven to bake the cookies for several minutes.
In the meantime, Wanda would take this time to clean up some of her mess. Using her magic again, she pulled all the dirty dishes and utensils to the sink at the wall. She filled up the kitchen sink and got to work cleaning the dishes. This would certainly not be the last time she'd have to clean up today, especially when the feast was over where she will have thrice as many dirties to clean. While she cleaned, another track popped up on the radio, making her groove some more to the beat.
“... uh uh uh...” she mumbled, shaking her booty sideways. At the same time as she danced, she felt her stomach begin churning slightly, soon afterwards letting off a short, loud fart, making an echo in the room.
THRRAAAAAPPPP!!!
“OH! Excuse me!” She exclaimed, slightly embarrassed. “I hope the boys upstairs didn't hear that.”
Wanda waved a hand across her buttocks, warding off the putrid smell. She then resumed her duties, quickly forgetting her brief embarrassment, of course that didn't stop her from unwillingly letting off some more additional farts now and then. “Oh goodness!” She cried again, waving her hand over her face. Concurrently, Wanda couldn't help but hear commotions upstairs from her son’s room, making her look up towards the ceiling. They sounded as if they were having an argument, or one leading into a scrap between the two. Either way, they sounded very rageful with each other over some feud, hearing them insult and curse at each other constantly.
“Why do I have a feeling buying those boys that Bash Brothers videogame last week was a mistake?” She said concerningly. “Well boys will be boys, I guess. At least their ears aren't focused on my tooty booty down here.”
A few minutes later and Wanda could feel her insides begin to churn again as she released some more foul braps from her backside. She held the counter while she continued to fart some more. Her constant blasting had flooded the kitchen in an ass-stinking odour, enough to kill some ants and flies.
“Oh my God! This reeks!” She exclaimed again. “Ugh... I knew I should have been careful when taste-testing before...”
Wanda paused for a moment as she heard a car pull up into the garage right next to the kitchen. “It couldn't possibly be him could it?” She thought to herself. “He's not supposed to be back for another few hours from now, oh my gosh, what am I going to do? I can't let him see how gassy his wife is right now!”
Hearing her husband open the door of the car, Wanda had to improvise quick. Luckily, she knew a spell. With a thought, she waved her hands and sent her fart gas toward an open window into the neighbours back yard with the foul fumes making her neighbour’s dog yelp and faint from the stench.
Just in time as well, as the door to the kitchen flung open to reveal Wanda's loving husband, Vision (albeit in his human disguise). Wanda leaned a hand on the counter, holding her hip, pretending as if nothing happened.
“Oh! Vis’! You gave me a fright back there!” She said, looking over her shoulder, pretending to smile. “You're uh... you're home early!”
“Well, the circuit box at work broke and management told us to have the rest of the day off while they sorted it out.” said Vision. He began raising an eyebrow at Wanda, sensing that his wife felt distress at his presence.
“Um... Wanda. Are you... alright?”
“I'm fine! Really. It's just I didn't hear you come in!” Wanda replied, still trying to cover up her shame. “I must be all worn out from all the cleaning and baking I've been doing all day. Afterall, we are hosting the Avengers Feast tonight Hehehe! So... how was work today…?.”
PBBBBBTTTT!!!
Vision looked at Wanda in shock as he watched her rip a big fart in front of him, the raunchy smell instantly hitting his synthetic nose. He looked back at a blushing Wanda who stared back at him with sheer embarrassment, giving him an awkward smile.
“Yeah... that one's on me. Sorry Honey! I've kinda got an upset tummy right now.” Wanda said bashfully towards Vision. “I probably got it from when I was testing the food earlier. I guess some ingredients just don't agree with me!”
She farted again without warning, stinking up the kitchen some more. Vision just continued to remain speechless, unable to comprehend Wanda's unladylike dilemma. Wanda herself was unable to read his emotions, whether he was astounded, disgusted or turned on remained a mystery.
“Well... I did try to hold it in, Vis'. Honest.” Wanda spoke to him concerningly, trying to break the tension between them. “Perhaps If you don't mind dear, could you leave me alone in the kitchen for a bit? I'll probably be farting up a storm in here for quite a while!”
Just as she finished her last sentence, she let off an even bigger fart, one that hit Visions face, making the hair on his disguised form flutter backwards on the blast. Wanda blushed some more at him, her face turning twenty shades of red. Still, Vision made no response or even a single motion of his body. To Wanda, it seemed as if he had blown a gasket inside his synthetic mind. But then soon, as Wanda released another fart, Vision snapped out of his shock and felt his dick begin to erect inside his pants. He had never felt this kind of experience from Wanda before, not one where he got turned on to the sight of his beautiful wife breaking wind.
Wanda looked at Vision again and cringed as she saw him still standing there. “Um... Honey? Are you al--” she said to him as she watched Vision walk up behind her and hold her booty between his legs, doing so for several seconds. He soon startled once he realised he was inappropriately touching his wife, taking his hands off her ass.
“Oh! I'm sorry, darling! I don't know what came over me!” he said shamefully. Wanda instead leaned her back out some more, purposefully careening her booty fully into Vision's crotch.
“I think I see what's going on.” Wanda said in a moderately kinky tone, slightly rubbing her butt into Visions crotch some more. “But I didn't think an android like you could have such dirty kinks. Maybe something Ultron programmed into you on creation?”
“I... um... I wouldn't know... I must be suffering a malfunction or...”
Wanda intentionally let off another fart into his pelvis, making the android blush heavily and grow hard in his crotch. His wife couldn't help but laugh sensually to herself. Vision watched her turn around and grab one of his hands as she began to lead him along out of the kitchen and into the living room.
“Are you thinking what I'm thinking Vis'?” Asked Wanda.
“Judging by your mood and for bringing me to this couch, I can give you five possible answers.” he replied jovially.
“Oh please, you damn well know what we intend to do here.” Wanda replied. She then walked over to Vision and kissed him directly on the mouth. While they were smooching, Wanda raised her hand up to his forehead and tapped a finger on the Mind Stone, making his human disguise disappear to reveal his true form, that of a red, green and yellow coloured sythazoid.
“I didn't see that one coming!” Vision said.
“I know more about you than you think.” Wanda replied. She then moved backwards, grabbed Vision by the hand and pulled him over to the couch where both of them sat down and removed more bits of clothing off their bodies. Scarlet removed her long sleeves, boots and crown, leaving only for her red top and panties on, while Vision stripped off all his street clothes, leaving only his yellow undies on. He waited for his wife to get off the couch, allowing himself to lie down on his back. Afterwards, Wanda climbed up on top of him and knelt in-between his body. She had her booty facing toward him, hovering it above his bare chest. Upon seeing it, Vision felt himself already getting turned on by his wife’s beautiful and delicious posterior and Wanda in front of him already noticed an erection forming again inside his yellow briefs.
“Oh! I see my little Vision is ready to get started!” She said to him kinkily.
“Did I ever tell you, that you have the best-looking butt in the universe?” Vision replied in foreplay.
“I know plenty of other Scarlet Witches in the multiverse who'd agree with you.” Wanda laughed in response as she bent inward a bit to look behind at Vision. “Now, where do you want me to sit first? Your face or your sweet, juicy synthetic crotch?” Wanda gave Vision a little tease of her butt, shaking it sideways, making it jiggle. Vision blushed a bit before he could respond.
“I'd say the face first. I'll need to run a little “flatulent” analysis, so as to figure out what ingredients your allergic too for future reference.”
“Lucky for you, your lungs don't require air, so eat it all up, baby!”
Wanda wasted no time in smothering all of Visions face underneath her ass. Everything for the cyborg was pitch black, but his sensors felt the smooth, moist red fabric of his wife’s panties directly pressed up into his face. It wasn't long until Wanda began to release a flurry of poots behind her, having held them in for nearly two minutes, even still, the amount she contained seemed to continue for more than that long. She bit her lip sensually, letting off more and more farts into Visions face. After several minutes, Vision was feeling so horny, that he decided to get a little “grabby” with Wanda, first by holding her ass, giving it a perverted slap now and then, turning his wife on some more!
“Oh! Vis'. I knew Ultron programmed you to be bad at one stage, but I didn't think this is what he had in mind!” She said excitedly, rubbing her booty further into Visions face, letting off some more farts into it. This went on for nearly fifteen minutes, and by then, much of the living room around them smelt of Wanda's stinky farts. By this point, Wanda felt herself climax a few times, wetting the inside of her panties slightly. She wanted to keep brapping in Visions face, but Wanda didn't want to disappoint her husband by not giving him some assplay on his crotch.
Enduring Wanda's tooty ass for a long while, Vision was able to see light again, as his wife lifted her anus off his face, slowly shifting position downwards. “I see your cock is eager for my ass too Vis!” She said, moving down Vision's body in a sensual, cat-like motion.
“Now a “sensitivity test”. To see if my ejaculation systems are still in working condition” Vision responded, raising his eyebrows.
“Not a problem. Just be sure you don't cum on my hair with your jizz, alright?” Wanda replied as she slowly slid her anus down and into Vision's hard penis, rubbing it in. “I'll be sure to direct the flow another way, dear.” He responded nervously. Wanda moved her red cheeks up and down Visions crotch, hotdogging his covered penis in-between them like they were a bun. As she did so, the superheroine continued to release more stinky farts, enveloping her husband’s crotch with her sweet, magical gas. Visions mouth began to water and his machine mind became numb with pure ecstasy. His newfound addiction to his wife’s flatulating booty had fully hypnotised him. The more his beautiful, Strange Avenger of a wife continued to ride her farting booty over his crotch, the closer he felt to climaxing. He could feel his excitement start to peak, his body beginning to tingle as he was only moments away from cumming.
Meanwhile, Wanda’s farts intensified, her insides churning and producing bigger toxic farts. She pressed her anus up further into her husband’s crotch, pushing it in harder and harder as she let off a few more stinky poots into it. It was at this moment, that Vision sensed his climax was complete, as he gave off a breath of relief upon letting out a medium stream of jizz, instantly staining the inside of his yellow underwear, with some of the white liquid splashing in white lines over his exposed chest. Wanda immediately sensed her husband had climaxed and so she sat up and looked over her shoulder to him, raising and clenching her hands near her chest as she saw her man was still cumming.
“OH! You’re quite a dirty robot, aren’t you?” Wanda exclaimed in an aroused tone.
“When I’m with a dirty witch like you, I am… (Gasp!)” Vision breathed excitedly to her as he let out one more bit of jizz over his already stained underwear.
“Well honey, give me the results. What kind of food caused my ass to become a fart factory?” Wanda replied, smiling, turning around and lying frontwards over Vision’s naked legs, holding her head at the side.
“Well… Um… I detect a hint of Gamma radiation in there.” Vision replied, as he saw his wife playfully begin to tease him with her hands.
“Gamma radiation? Well, I think taste testing that Gamma Slammer could have something to do with my “condition”. Don’t you think ‘Vis?” Wanda replied, making her fingers walk over her husband’s cumstained crotch like two curvy legs. Wanda exclaimed upon seeing Vision let out a small amount of cum in response, with some of it landing on her right cheek.
“Oh! Seems like my little Vision is still a little horny!” Wanda laughed as she wiped her face.
“S-sorry Dear! I think your farting might have caused a malfunction on my--"
“No, my dear.” Wanda said as she crawled up over Vision and holding him lovingly by his red face. “That’s just the way Ultron made you.”
“Well. I wonder if you have a bit of your father’s “bad side” within you too.” Vision replied smiling back at her.
“Well, my father always believed I was born the strangest mutant of all. As a matter of fact, he always found it hard to tolerate my gassy ass during my time with him in the Brotherhood.”
“Maybe that’s a good thing you turned a new leaf.”
“For you Honey. I am glad.”
Both Woman and Android locked lips and kissed, fondling each other on the couch, the passion, the love they felt for one another was immeasurable. They moaned lustfully, with both heroes inserting their tongues into each other’s mouths in a French kiss. During their lovemaking, Wanda once again began to let out a stream of farts from her big booty, stinking up the atmosphere around them.
“You’re certainly gassier than Mole-Man! From what Reed told me of him last time we spoke.” Said Vision.
“Mmmmph! I have no doubt. I don’t think any superheroine could brap as hard as me. Well, maybe except for a certain Star-Punching girl at the Strange Academy I know of.” Replied Wanda, pecking her husband on the lips.
For a while, the two heroes made out with each other, with Wanda continuing to fart non-stop at the same time. The aroma in the room was getting very pungent, with brown streams of mist filling the living room around the couple. Every time Wanda let off a fart, her fat buns jiggled, moving like a plate of jelly each time.
“Do you think you’ll eventually stop farting?” Asked Vision.
“Hopefully soon before the Feast starts in two hours. I think I’m beginning to stink up the whole house by now!”
Wanda’s constant farts continued to become bigger, longer and smellier on every push. There was no end in sight for the Scarlet Witch’s cursed ass. As she anticipated, her flatulence had quickly begun to flood much of the house in her aroma. Her farts had gotten so bad, that even some of the gas began to seep out of the windows and the chimney. Although this didn’t seem to worry the couple, as they seemed to be VERY used to the stench or were likely ignoring it as they focused solely on making love on their couch.
“MOMMA!” said the young voice of a boy inside the house, that being one of Wanda’s sons, Tommy as he and his twin brother, Billy were heading down the stairs.
“Momma! There’s an awful smell in the house!” Tommy said again, rubbing his burning eyes.
“Yeah!” Replied Billy next to him. “It’s messing up our game--"
The two brothers froze as they immediately caught a glimpse of their parents making out on the couch together, taking no notice of their presence whatsoever. They saw them kiss and caress each other, while at the same time seeing their mother constantly fart a storm of brown, putrid stench. It was unbelievable. To think, they would ever see their mother act this way, or as immaturely as they were. As much as they found farts amusing, like all kids do, seeing their own mother do so in such an arousing, inappropriate way only filled their minds with disgust. And watching their father down below her enjoying it too made it all the more unbearable and awkward. The boys stared at each other blankly, both thinking they had stepped into a dream, or a nightmare of some sorts.
“Man. Our parents are SO weird!” Billy said first, irking.
“Not to mention gross!” Replied Tommy in the same manner. “Maybe… we should just go out to the skate park for a while and resume our game tomorrow.”
“I’m with you there. At least it’ll help us “clear the air” until Momma stops gassing up the house.”
With that notion, the two boys quietly snuck past their parents, escaping their condemned house and leaving the couple to continue making out in a repulsive manner. Although relieved to get out of the house, the two boys sensed they hadn’t seen the last of their mother’s gassy ass. And life for them and their family was never going to be the same again from now on.