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Reunion to Punish
I cruised home after a visit to my friend’s house. It was a chill night, and I was eager to lay down. One thing stuck with me, however; me and my mother had a bit of an argument that morning, where I made a statement that actually stuck with me: ‘I should go move in with Dad.’ That alone made me want to leave the house in the first place. The look of rage & sadness in her eyes hurt me more than he had expected. As I rounded the corner to his road, he noticed something odd about his driveway; it was packed. Three different cars sat behind my mother’s usual spot. If it weren’t for the double-ended driveway, she would be trapped. I pulled in behind one of the cars before getting out & making my slightly-longer walk to the porch. I heard feminine laughter from outside. She had to have friends over. Weird, because she didn’t even have friends. At least, I didn’t think so. But desiring a nap, I opened the door & walked inside. … but I was shocked by the sight. On the two couches sat 5 girls. My mother, and my 4 stepsisters; 3 of which I haven’t seen in about 3 years. We all had different mother’s, but the same father. However, all of the step-siblings agreed that my mother was a great parental figure. Mom took them in at their worst, so they were tight. My mother, Becky, sat in her usual spot. She was wearing a pair of jeans & black camisole that clung to her thick figure; they were more revealing than the sweatpants & T-shirt from that morning. Her black, chin-length hair was made neater; she now sported a pair of bangs & side-pieces. Her smirk turned into a smug grin as she looked up at me. “There he is.” She hummed. My sisters turned to me. I first noticed Roxie, my oldest step-sibling at 26. She took up most of the couch, being a borderline giantess in stature with a height of 6’3. Despite that, she wasn’t lanky by any means. The jeans & tank-top revealed her toned figure & curves; her chest was barely hidden by the black vest overtop. Her hair looked different; buzzed sides & a dyed-purple, messy comb-over down to her chin. She was punked out more than I would’ve expected, and she glared at me like I had killed someone. When he lived together, she never liked me; but this time was different. “Took you long enough.” The girl next to Roxie spoke. That voice belonged to Raechell, coincidentally the 2nd oldest. Despite that, she was the complete opposite of Roxie; being a work-focused ebony who moved out first. And yet, she looked just as mad as Roxie. She was wearing a pair of tight-fitting khakis & a black polo, also tight-fitting. Despite being a witty workaholic, she wouldn’t allow someone to stop her from wearing her clothes a size too small. Next to her was my younger step-sister Jaylen, who I got along with the best when we lived together. Fittingly, her characteristic grin & black ponytail remained unchanged from the last time I saw her. Jaylen was wearing a pair of black spandex booty-shorts & a Grey, loose T-shirt. While the shirt hid her curves, the shorts made her colossal ass all the bigger. Finally was Gracelyn, the youngest & the one I still live with at my mother’s house. Unlike her meatier step-siblings, she was super petite & light; definitely the nerdiest of the group, with glasses & neat red hair, with the same bangs + side-pieces as Mom, except it was put up in a ponytail. Her jogging shorts & pastel camisole didn’t cling to her like everyone elses’ clothes. “... What’s… What’s going on?” I asked. The girls just leered at me; even Jaylen, who apparently got the memo to hate me as well. “Well, I was really upset by our conversation this morning, sweetie.” Mom began. “You said you wanted to go live with your father. And so, I called all your stepsister’s here for a very special confrontation, because they also want to talk to you about your belligerent remark.” “O-Okay?” I felt uncomfortable as the girls looked at me. Just then, Roxie stood up & walked over to me. I backed up slightly, but that didn’t stop her from grabbing my shoulder & pulling me out of the doorway. She shut the front door behind us before locking it, then pushed me further into the middle of the living room. “... You really want to go live with dad?” Roxie then spoke, breaking her eerie silence. The grip on my shoulder tightened significantly, but I was too stunned to move. Just then, her finger pointed over my shoulder, right at Raechell. “Our dad left my mom when I was young, and Becky took care of me after my own mom dipped on me too. You should be more thankful.” Her remark made my heart sink. I already knew this about her, but hearing her say it bummed me out. Roxie then pointed at Jaylen. “Yeah… Dad isn’t all that good, man.” She began. “He would harass me behind mom’s back. And if it weren’t for Becky, I wouldn’t even know what it felt like to have a parent.” Her uncharacteristically emotional response bit me hard. That was the most direct Jaylen had ever been. Roxie then pointed to my own sister, Gracelyn. I was surprised, given both of us hadn’t seen dad in over a decade. “... I miss him, too…” She began in her familiarly quiet tone. “I don’t even remember him, and I always wished he would stick around. But he didn’t, and I can’t help that… You should be happy that Mom does care enough to continue loving you, because our own dad doesn’t want to.” I started to feel genuinely bad now. Roxie’s grip on my shoulder then shifted, turning me to face her. With her having a height advantage on me, watching her lower herself made me wince. “You are a grown man. If you want to move out like us, then fucking do it. But no; you tried to make Mom feel as bad as possible over some stupid little argument.” The intervention hit me like a bomb. Roxie was right; I’m the 4th-oldest in a room full of adults, and I did something as stupid as that. “... M-Mom, I’m sorry.” Mom only shrugged after my response to everything. Surprisingly though, Roxie laughed after my weak apology. “Heh- you are not getting off that easy.” As she said that, the other girls smiled. The only one who wasn’t grinning was Gracelyn, who, like me, was looking at all the other grins in the room. Roxie’s grip on my shoulder tightened, making me anxious. “Yeah, sorry sweetie.” My mom chimed back in. “There’s nothing you can say that will fix that remark.” “W-Well what’s going on?” I asked, making Roxie giggle under her breath. All of my stepsister’s then stood up from one of the couches; Mom & Gracelyn stayed sitting on their own. “M-Mom?” Mom just pulled her phone out, smirking as she ignored me. Meanwhile, Raechell & Jaylen approached with a twisted, excited expression on their faces. Raechell then broke the awkward silence. “Do you remember that time you called me a fatass?” She asked, referring to one day a few years ago where she asked me to get up from the couch. … my heart dropped. I tried to break free of Roxie’s grip in an instant, but my eldest stepsister grabbed both of my arms & pinned them behind my back. My stepsisters laughed at my frantic reaction. “N-No! Please!” “Hehe- oh yessss.” Raechell smugly retorted as Roxie pulled me over to the couch. I fought the entire way, but her strength was too much for me. She pushed me onto the couch hard enough to knock the wind out of me. I then felt something pressing against my stomach, and I looked down to see Roxie’s boot pressing against my ribs. Then, to my utter horror, I saw Raechell step over both me & Roxie’s boot. My vision was filled by her khaki-clad ass, and it was packed. Raechell had a meaty posterior, and it looked colossal at this angle. I was too stunned to speak, and I then watched Raechell’s side-eye appear over her shoulder. Without another word, she dropped her ass onto my face. This was a punishment from Hell. That day I called her fat was a day with nobody else in the house; it was just me & her. And for hours, she sat on my face without getting up. That’s not to say that I had no air, however. That was the worst part. Bbbbwwwooooooooorrpt A large, bassy gust of horrific smelling gas flooded my nose. Raechell’s weight alone kept me from turning my head, while Roxie’s boot prevented me from thrashing out. “MMMPH- *hrk-* MMMMMPH!” I screamed in denial. The smell was horrific, but the girls’ didn’t care. A cacophony of feminine laughter filled the room. “Yeah, smell that shit.” Raechell snarled, bouncing up a bit before landing on my face even harder. Her gas had to be evil to some extent. And as if that weren’t bad enough, she was mercilessly crushing my nose with the tight fabric of her khakis. Ppppbbrrrbbppbbrrrrr… “Oooh…” Raechell moaned with satisfaction after pumping out a long, bubbly breeze from Hell. I gagged as I tried to break free, but she grabbed my arms & leaned back. My nose was pressed against her crack; the worst place anyone's nose could possibly be. Grooooorpt! “How do you like it down there?” My Mom finally acknowledged me. But I couldn’t scream back at her; I was still coughing from the toxic onslaught prior. “Can’t get enough of it? Well good for you.~” “Hehe~” Jaylen laughed. “I can’t wait for my turn.” Hearing that made me thrash even more, but that only made the girl’s laugh. “Well, I did all the hard work.” Roxie pitched in, stepping harder on my chest. Breathing was already difficult, but that made me light-headed. “When you’re done, I have his face. Alright?” “You got it, Rox.” Raechell replied, casually conversing with her while I continued struggling below her. Pprrooooooort! Her newest emission attacked me. At the same time, Roxie alleviated some of the pressure on my chest. For some reason, my instincts told me to get a breath. I took a long sniff- Bbblrrrpt! Then was attacked by yet another fart. “Oh shit- I think he just sniffed that one.” Raechell’s remark made all the girls groan with disgust. Similarly, after just huffing a fart straight from her ass, I broke out in a fit of coughs. The girls then laughed; my reaction proved her theory correct. “Heh- Roxie, I might be sitting here for a while. That food Mom made really tore me up.” “How do you think I feel? I ate twice as much as all of you.” Roxie growled. “I have to fart so fucking bad right now..” “Me three..” Jaylen replied. Honestly, she scared me; we always got along, yet she wanted to punish me too?” “Me four.” Mom then pitched in. … Mom wanted to do this, too? My turning stomach nearly fell to my feet as I processed the amount of torture I would be experiencing tonight. “... M-Me five…” Like a nail in the coffin, Gracelyn chimed in too. She also wanted to do it?! “Ugh- well, you 3 can have fun waiting then.” Roxie stepped harder on my chest, making me wheeze into my stepsister’s ass. “If my fart doesn’t go into his nose, then all of you will be dealing with it. And if Princess Raechell here doesn’t air out soon, all of you will be in a warzone in about 30 seconds.” “Oh shit-” Raechell remarked. “Oh my god-” Jaylen added. “M-Mom?” Gracelyn asked. “Y-Yeah, honey, you should get off for a sec.” Mom requested. To my utter bliss, the coarse heat pressed against my face was replaced by the cool air. I took a breath in as Raechell stood up. For some reason, I didn’t even try to stand up. Maybe my brain was too fatigued for me to process how fucked I was. But it didn’t even matter, as my biggest, giantess of a sister stepped off of me; instead, she turned around & presented her ass-packed pair of jeans. “N-No.. NOO-” I tried to deny the oncoming mass of denim, but my face was soon enveloped as Roxie lowered herself. As heavy as Raechell is, she was no match for Roxie. I felt my head be crushed between the warm jeans & the soft couch cushion. “NMMMMPH!” “Let it out, sweetheart.” Mom said. I shuddered beneath my stepsister; the Earthy, swampy odor replaced the burning fetidness of the ass prior. I never had the misfortune of being in the same room as Roxie when she had to fart, but now? I was face-deep in the danger zone. Pppppwwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooorrrrbbbt!!! Just then, a long, airy, LOUD fart pumped straight into my nose. I thrashed during the entire duration of it, prompting one of the girls to sit on my legs. “MMMMMMMPH- *hrk*- *hrrk*” I retched from it. It burned my nose more than even fire could, and Roxie only leaned against the backrest after flooding my respiratory system with it. “Ugh- God, that felt great..” She moaned. I was still gagging on it several seconds later. That fart alone probably ruined her jeans; let alone, her undergarments. Roxie then shook her hips, grinding her ass on my face side-to-side. “Sniff my fart, loser.” “Oh fuck- That stinks so bad..” One of the girls said; possibly Jaylen, but I couldn’t tell. I then heard coughing, followed by a pair of hands moving off of my leg, possibly to cover one of their faces. I wish I could do the same, but I was destined to suffer. Grrr- bbrrooooooooorrrrpbbt… “Sorry.~” Roxie disingenuously hummed in response after giving me another dose from Hell. Whoever was sitting on my legs began to cough harder. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking sniff?” Roxie then huffed, bouncing on my face enough to make me scream. Her weight was crushing my nose, putting the fear of her breaking it in my heart. Pathetically, I took an audible sniff; although her butt muffled it to the other girls, she stopped abusing my face. “Oh, this is the life. I might have to move back in, Mom.” “Sweetheart, I would love it if you did.” Mom responded. “It’s not the same without my big beautiful angel. And that goes for all of you girls.~” “Aww, mommy.~” Roxie uncharacteristically replied, followed by the other girls gawking at our mother. I continued sniffing Roxie’s ass, fighting the urge to hack from every inhale I took. It seemed my diligent efforts to not be killed irritated Jaylen however. “I don’t know if I will. It’s not like it’ll be much of a punishment if you keep conditioning him, Rox…” “Pssh- girl, you’ll kill him.” Roxie replied to Jaylen. “Your farts could wilt a redwood tree. Let alone, after all those chimichangas you pounded.” “Not like I’ll ever get a chance to.” Jaylen was impatient, and Roxie’s statement before that made me even more worried. But once again, the pain in my neck was bestowed a break. Roxie stood up & allowed me to take the most rewarding, dramatic inhale of my life, before I broke out in a fit of coughs. The girls laughed again, taking solace in how brutal their punishment is. It seemed I still hadn’t learned my lesson about trying to escape; I stayed on the couch as Roxie stepped away, and was too late to open my exhausted eyes before realizing Jaylen was standing back-faced toward me. Her ass is huge. It stuck out like a sore, throbbing thumb. Even I, her step-brother, could acknowledge it as a ‘dump-truck ass’. And according to Roxie, it was going to give me hell. “P-Please-” I weakly pleaded. Jaylen was the coolest with me; we used to hang out, send memes to each other in the middle of the night, and even watched anime with one another. But that didn’t stop her from following in line with her older step-sisters. Jaylen lowered her ass. I was smart enough to turn my head to the side however, and I took a shaky breath as her ass connected with my ear. “Wait.” Roxie then huffed, before stepping closer. Jaylen stood back up. “Young man, face forward right now.” Mom commanded from her couch. “I-I can’t-” I answered, genuinely fearing for my life. “Face forward.” Jaylen pitched in. “I have a real nasty one for you.” I vigilantly denied her command. But Roxie had other plans, and gripped my chin with her powerful hand. Her grip pried my mouth open, and she turned my head upright. “Now you may sit.” She said. Jaylen grinned at me over her shoulder before sitting down. “No! Please!-” My face was soon enveloped by her head-turning butt. I was quick to notice something; her spandex shorts were thin. Very thin. My face practically sunk into her massive ass. And while Raechell & Roxie had two rancid backsides, the deep, earthy smell of Jaylen’s butt was almost intoxicatingly rank. The smell of stale sweat made me writhe under Raechell’s weight. Ffffffffffffffffffwrbt… A long, dense bout of gas then seeped into my nostrils, ending in a wet gurgle. It was instantly toxic, and I arched my back in an attempt to escape. While lighter than the last two girls’, Jaylen kept her ass planted firmly on my face without issue. And with the help of Roxie’s boot on my stomach again, the three girls prevented me from escaping. But I had to break free. As horrendous as the other girls’ farts were, they genuinely did not stack up to the monster that Jaylen’s bowels were containing. It was so bad that I actually vomited in my mouth, after nearly 10 minutes of fart-torture altogether. The sound of my burping made all the girls react accordingly; disgusted groaning, Jaylen laughing, then everyone else laughing. I even recognized Gracelyn’s laugh in the crowd. Pfffrrrrrpt! She then cracked off another. No matter how desperate I was to get out of this, I was at Jaylen’s mercy. Bbbwwoooooooooorrpht! But that was far-cry from plausible. “Mmmph-” I groaned weakly through a mouthful, then was forced to swallow. Jaylen’s farts are so fucking bad, it’s unreal. Ppffssshhhhhhhh… Another SBD forced me into a rally of thrashing. The boot on my chest sunk deeper into my ribs, once again stifling my escape attempt. “Hehehehehe~” Jaylen giggled emphatically. How could she be so cruel? Did our friendship mean nothing to her? “Mmph~ my belly feels way better. Thanks, bro.~” “Cool. So I can have a turn again?” Raechell spoke for the first time in a while. “Like shit.” Roxie huffed. “I’m doing all the heavy lifting.” “Girls.” Mom then spoke. “I did say I have to fart too. Why don’t we go in order?” “So I have to wait after you and Gracelyn?” Raechell whined. “Mooom, you can’t just make a buffet to get us gassy, and just- not allow me to fart.” “Chill. You’ll get your turn.” Mom’s voice echoed a bit, and the sound of footsteps approaching made me tense up. But honestly, I couldn’t wait. Jaylen’s asshole was still pressed right against my nose, and I needed out. “Mama’s turn, Jaylen-bear.” “Okie.~” Jaylen finally stood up. I once again took a deep breath, but it was cut off by a more frantic barrage of panting. Her farts genuinely made me anxious, and I could not deal with them again. “You were right, Rox. But I didn’t kill him…” “Go re-fuel, baby.” Mom nodded toward the kitchen. “There’s still plenty of leftovers in the fridge, and Gracelyn put a few trays of broccoli casserole in the freezer.” “Eeeee! I forgot about that!” Raechell excitedly remarked, then stood up & ran for the kitchen. As soon as my legs were free; I attempted to move them, but the pressure made them fall asleep. Pins & needles could not come at a worse time. Jaylen & Raechell left the living room, while Roxie kept her foot planted on my chest. Mom loomed over me, grinning sadistically before turning to her stepdaughter. “Thank you, lovely.” “Of course.” Roxie hummed. “Don’t be afraid to lean back. His face is actually kinda durable.” “Y’know- I was worried when you sat down all the way.” Mom conversed with her. “I remember you texted me about how you broke your fiance’s neck by doing that. How is he?” “We broke up.” Roxie’s response made Mom pout her lip. “It’s fine, I don’t need a boyfriend. I’ll just use my step-brother here if I need to sit on someone’s face.” “Oooh, did you hear that?” Mom finally acknowledged me again. “And that goes for all the girls’. Even me.” “Y-Y-You can’t d-do this, M-Mom…” “Y-Y-Yes I can.” Mom mocked me, making the girls laugh. Even Gracelyn, who was practically silent tonight. I turned to her, and was shocked to see a smile on her observant face. While glaring at my younger sister, I neglected to notice Mom stepping over my body. Her butt was packed firmly in the jeans. She wasn’t flat by any means, but her backside looked harder than a brick. I was scared for my already-damaged nose. “... Yeah, I dunno how durable he is… Maybe you need a break, baby.” Mom’s words sounded like a choir from heaven. I frantically nodded. “Thought so. No jeans.” My hopes came crashing down as Mom then undid her belt. Part of me expected it to be a joke; it was too cruel to be true. But I then watched the denim slide down, revealing her pasty butt-cheeks being half-swallowed by a pair of black granny-panties. I was too exhausted to really fight, but I squirmed under Roxie’s boot in retaliation. But my fighting was in vain, and Mom lowered her hips. I tried to turn my head again, but she was watching me over her shoulder. She precisely guided her butt in every direction that my face went. My evasion was fruitless, and my own mother planted her ass right on my face. “Nmmph- NNNMMMPH!” I tried to wrench my head out of her ass, but I couldn’t; My nose was swallowed by her pantied ass, and I shuddered as the smell of my Mom’s ass engulfed my nasal passage. Bbbrrrrpht! Mom grunted after farting, making me jolt on the new stench. The girls’ undeniably had their preferences; Raechell & Jaylen liked Mexican, Roxie ate a lot of Chinese, and Mom’s fart reeked of greens; more notably, broccoli. Her casserole was good, so I didn’t doubt that she ate a ton of it in preparation. Bbrrbbrrbrbrrrrbbrrrppppppt… A barrage of bassy bursts ended in a rancid, wet flurry of pops. I dry-heaved as the horrid concoction rushed into my nose, permeating my headspace with the smell of her indigestion. Brrrrr- pffffffffffff… Just then, a truly unbearable one seeped out. My eyes rolled back as her fart burned whatever mucus was left in my nasal passage. The airy, silent hiss made me lurch, ending with me vomiting in my mouth again. “Gosh sweetie, you must really hate this.” Mom taunted, shaking her hips like Roxie. My nose was somehow drilled deeper into her ass, where the stench & heat both amplified. I cried as my mother sat on my face, using my nose as an asshole-scratcher. Phssssssssfffffffff… “Mmmh~ fuck…” Mom moaned after pushing another SBD out from the deepest corner of her colon. With my legs no longer asleep, I had to kick them in a futile attempt to hit Roxie. Both of these girls were inflicting too much torture on my nose for me to bear. I kicked in Roxie’s direction, but didn’t hit her. No, instead, my display only made them laugh. Gracelyn especially, who had clearly loosened up completely. After that monster of an SBD, Mom stood up & pulled her jeans back up. As she re-did her belt, I turned my head to the side & upchucked. “Ew- what the fuck!” Roxie hissed, then sunk her boot even further in my mouth. Mom turned to see the vomit stain on the couch, and was equally pissed. “Are you serious? On the couch?” “I-I can’t- *hrk*” I gagged again. And once again, another larger wave of vomit came out of my mouth. Both girls stepped back as I broke down. I held my stomach & sobbed; that onslaught of gas was lethal. Even with me breaking down before them, Mom was stringent in punishing me. “Roxie, take your socks off.” Mom commanded. I looked up at my older stepsister with teary eyes; the grin on her face contradicting my own scared frown. Roxie took her boots off, kicking them to the floor beside me. Not only were her white socks a discolored yellowish-grey, but the smell radiating from her boots made me light-headed. Even after several minutes of face-farting, Roxie’s feet produced a smell that I couldn’t stomach. I watched her peel the socks off of her feet, then ball them up. “Say ahh.” She condescendingly hummed, gripping my mouth with a free hand. I whined as I shook my head, but her grasp was too strong. She crammed the damp, humid sock-ball in my mouth; far enough to not only make me gag harder than before, but also cover my tongue entirely. The sweat on my sister’s feet slowly dripped down my throat; my mouth helped wring some of the acrid liquid out further. My eyes rolled back as she held my mouth close. I wanted to spit it out badly; it was easily the worst thing I’ve ever tasted. Even with my constant gagging, she kept it in my mouth. “Should we tape his mouth?” Roxie remarked. Mom nodded before leaving the room. Even after another minute, the taste of Roxie’s feet made me react with disgust. I was too distracted by it to notice Gracelyn walk over. She looked down into my teary eyes, bouncing between my fearful expression & the stain next to my head. “... Do you wanna try?” Roxie asked, smiling at her youngest step-sister. Those two were arguably the closest out of us siblings. “He can’t bite now.” “... was he biting before?” Gracelyn’s question made Roxie laugh; in turn, Gracelyn smiled. “... I dunno.” “Ehh, me & the girls warmed him up for you.” Roxie coddled her into joining the fun. “It is your turn now. I don’t know if those two got lost or something, but I’m sure Mom will find them. Do you wanna have some fun before they can complain?” Gracelyn looked down at me. I shook my head disapprovingly, but Roxie felt my denial and, against my wishes, forced me to nod. “Awww, look! He doesn’t mind!” Roxie’s joke made Gracelyn laugh. “... Okay..” I groaned in defeat as Gracelyn joined the fray. Roxie glared down at me. “If those sweaty socks leave your mouth for even a second, I’ll pull my pants down too.” She threatened, then leaned in closer. “... I’m not wearing panties.” Suddenly, my own life was more at stake. Roxie smirked as she pulled away, then slapped my face a couple times. “All yours, Gracey.” Gracelyn analyzed me before carefully stepping over my body. Roxie kept her bare foot on my chest; somehow, it felt sharper than her jagged boots. My youngest sister looked at me over her shoulder. Her jogging shorts weren't packed with ass like the other girls, but that didn’t matter to me. Knowing my nose would be between her cheeks made me shudder. Without further provocation, she lowered her hips and sat on my face. Her petite build meant her weight wasn’t even half as unbearable as the other girls, but I was still being forced to experience the smell of her ass. “... This is interesting..” “Right?” Roxie hummed. “You should tell him to sniff. Trust me, it’s so much better than just blindly farting on him.” “Okie..” Gracelyn said, then looked over her shoulder. “.. S-Sniff.” After a bit of hesitation, Roxie’s heel dug into my chest & scared me into taking a deep whiff. As I did, Gracelyn also took a deep breath. “Girl… You just went cross-eyed…” Roxie said with a dumb grin on her face. “Do you like that?” “K-Kinda?” Gracelyn answered. “... Don’t tell mom…” “Heh- I mean, you’re old enough to do what you want.” Roxie retorted. “That’s the perks of being an adult. Free will is everyone else's bitch when you accept you have it.” “Oh, that’s poetic..” Gracelyn replied, then looked over her shoulder again. “Y-You can take deeper whiffs than that. Do it, n-now.” With the snap of her fingers, I felt too pathetic to fight. I drew a deeper breath- Pffbbrrrt Then out of nowhere, she let a fart out right into my nose. I coughed from the new stench. Coffee; Gracelyn’s favorite food. And it didn't agree with the broccoli casserole that Mom had made. Even after the hell prior, getting a fresh whiff of her gas made me cough. I turned my head again, prompting Roxie to step on me harder. “M-Mph- *hrk*” I gagged as the new odor acquainted itself with my nasal passage. “Eeee- ohmygod- I just made him gag!~” Gracelyn then cheered out of the blue. “Hehehe~ this is really fun..~” “Okay, now his face is turned.” Roxie said, nodding down at me. “What are you going to do about that?” I watched Gracelyn look down at me again. “Face forward.” She said in a much more authoritative tone, snapping her fingers. I couldn’t believe I was listening. And yet, I was still turning my head back up to my younger sister’s ass. Gracelyn proudly stuck her nose up before sitting on my face, this time harder. My nose pressed flat against her butt; I could feel her skin through the jogging shorts crush my nose. “Sniff.” “Mph-” I whimpered, then took a deep sniff to make her happy. With her sitting on me harder than before, I noticed the smell of her ass get much stronger. I shuddered as it was sucked up into my nose. While I huffed Gracelyn’s ass, Roxie moved her foot off my chest; instead, she began to straddle my legs, keeping a grip on my arms while her youngest sister had her fun. Ffffpt A silent fart then rushed up my nose, once again mid-sniff. My entire body jolted as the fresh stench of indigestion struck me. Gracelyn laughed again, then looked back into my eyes. She looked genuinely enthused. Then, while Roxie & her were catching up, Gracelyn reared her hand back & pinched her jogging shorts, pulling them to the side. I couldn’t rebel, and I was forced to watch her reveal her thong underneath; the thong in question neglected to hide everything under it, and I soon made eye-contact with her partially-hidden anus. Sadistically, Gracelyn slid back, pressing my nose right against it. I wanted to thrash, but Roxie’s grip on my wrists were crushingly strong. If she decided to squeeze harder, I feared hearing them pop. Sssfffft Gracelyn mercilessly flooded my nose with a short SBD; all the while, her & Roxie talked about what had happened in the 3 years they hadn’t seen one another. I was just a third wheel to their play-date. Her most recent emission made me tense up, but that’s all. I still feared for my wrists. Prroooorp “Mmh~” Gracelyn shamelessly moaned after a noisier emission came barreling into my nostrils. I jerked harder on Roxie’s grips, only making her squeeze tighter. With a scared whimper, I fell back in line and continued sniffing. “Good boy.~” “Sheesh, Grace.” Roxie said with a slight laugh. “You really got this dominatrix thing down. Should I buy you a latex whip?” “Whaat? You wouldn’t..” Gracelyn cutely responded. “Well… only if it comes with a matching bodysuit; maybe one that has a buttflap that I can lower?” “Hmm… I dunno, girl.” Roxie hummed. “I mean- Mom was the most pissed, yet she kept her panties on… I know it seems fun, but you should keep your pants on.” “Aww, but you said you would sit on his face without either of them..” Gracelyn whined. As she did, she reared back again & slid her fingers under the leg hole of her shorts again. “That was just a threat.” Roxie continued. “This is all just punishment, okay? Try not to do anything too crazy with him. If he gets out of hand, let me know.” “Oh… okay, that’s fair.” As Gracelyn said that, she pulled her thong-strap to the side. To my horror, my nose was now pressed tightly against her bare, pink asshole. “Mmph-” I whined, then began writhing more. Roxie squeezed tighter while Gracelyn leaned back. “Mmph- mph- MMPH!-” “Ugh- what the-” Roxie huffed, squeezing my wrists tightly. “Jeez, that must’ve been a raunchy one.” “H-Heh, yeah..” Gracelyn lied, continuing to lean back. One of my nostrils was practically connected to her anus. Fffwrpt Evilly, she pushed another fart out. It puffed one of my nostrils out before being sucked down my nose. “MPH- *hrrk*” I gagged again. From this range, her gas was truly evil. But fittingly, Gracelyn was just as malicious. “Keep sniffing, c’mon.” She snarled over her shoulder. Paired with Roxie’s unending grip, I took another deep breath. Even after coughing from the stench, I listened to her & continued sniffing. The torture continued for several minutes. But eventually, the other girls returned. Mom was followed by Raechell & Jaylen. “You took your time finding the tape.” Roxie remarked. “I had to threaten him into keeping the socks in his mouth.” Raechell & Jaylen laughed at my miserable position. “We’ll still need it.” Mom replied. “He’s going to have a long, long punishment.” “Mmph-” I whined fruitlessly. Pfffbbt My weak plea was followed by yet another fart directly up the nose. Gracelyn shamelessly leaned back even further, painfully bending my nose. “Having fun?” Jaylen asked. “Yes, this is great.” Gracelyn shook her hips a bit, grinding her butthole on my nose. “I might have to fight you all for my brother.” “Oh, well I guess I’ll have to hide him.” Hearing Jaylen’s voice scared me alone given what she’s capable of. The thought that she’s even half as sadistic as my youngest sister made me anxious. “Girls?” Mom interrupted. “We’re taking shifts, remember? And I think it’s best that we alternate on who gets him for the day.” … The day?! “What?” Roxie & Gracelyn asked simultaneously, equally as curious. “I said it’ll be a long punishment!” Mom continued. “From the order we went in tonight; Raechell, Roxie, Jaylen, me, and Gracelyn. You will all have him for a day; that is if you were serious about moving back in, Roxie.” “Oh… I’m kinda sick of living with my ex, so sure.” Roxie sealed the deal. “When are you going to stop punishing him?” “I dunno.” Mom’s response made the girls laugh. “Good.” Raechell added. “So I’m the first? Can I tie him to my bed?” “You can do whatever you want with him.” Mom’s words felt like a bullet through the heart. Gracelyn finally got off as the sound of footsteps approached. She hid her butthole behind her garments again, then smiled down at me before backing away. Raechell approached with a twisted, eager grin. She pulled a long strip of tape off the roll, then covered my mouth before wrapping it around my head. She smirked as she flicked my nose, making me clench my eyes from the sharp pain. She giggled before turning around. Raechell lowered her hips. As inclined as I was to turn my head again, I knew Roxie would catch me. All I could do was let it happen. My mind felt foggy as my consciousness returned. I was in Hell after pissing off my mother, and the last thing I remembered before going unconscious was a particularly bad fart from her ass. Upon waking up, I realized I was laying flat on my back. However, I wasn’t in my own bedroom. I sat up in the new bed, and upon seeing a familiar pair of khakis sitting on an ottoman, I realized I was in Raechell’s bedroom. She must’ve dragged me in here after the girls’ night ended. Coincidentally, the sound of footsteps outside her door made me turn my attention to it. The door then opened, and a familiar, horrifying presence revealed herself. Mom. “Mmph-” I was quick to speak, but my mouth was still taped. Surprisingly, I had forgotten that my mouth was still crammed with my eldest sister's rank socks. “No need to talk.” Mom cruelly responded as she walked inside. She was wearing the same clothes as last night, being a pair of jeans & black camisole. Her short black hair was a bit messier. “You have a long day ahead of you.” “M-Mph..” I whined as she approached the bed. I instinctively tried to back away from her, but I learned that my arms were tied to the bed-posts. “Raechell was serious about tying you up.” Mom added as I jerked on the bindings. I didn’t even budge them. “I’m just coming in here to tell you that she’ll be back soon. I sent the girls’ into town to buy some stuff to help punish you.” “M-Mph?” My response was totally unintelligible. Mom only smirked at my fear, then turned back to the door before walking out. As she shut the door behind her, I sunk into the bed & broke down. What I told her the morning prior wasn’t cool by any means, and regret set in as my mother turned me into a total slave. This wasn’t a punishment; this was torture. I waited for several more minutes. Eventually, the sound of the front door closing was followed by a group of feminine voices. They were home. Footsteps then echoed down the hall before the doorknob rattled, then the door flung open. Raechell appeared, smiling excitedly. Her attire was different; she now donned a pair of white sweatpants & a grey crop-top blouse, and her curly hair was now in a messy top-bun. She looked excited, walking in & closing the door behind her while staring at me. She then held a brown bag out with a familiar logo; Taco Bell.” “N-mph..” I shook my head. Tacos tore Raechell’s stomach to shreds, and was often the reason I had to avoid the bathroom in the past. “Oh yeah.” She hummed back, then reached into the bag before pulling out a wrapped up menu item. “I already ate a couple of these. You can get a lot off the menu with fifty bucks, by the way.~” All I could do was shake my head in denial as my older sister walked toward the bed. The bindings did exceedingly well to keep me locked on my back. Raechell then capitalized on my position by kneeling onto her bed, then swinging her leg over my chest. Her sweatpant-clad ass filled my vision; despite the loose garment, her curves were traceable. My older sister smirked at me over her shoulder. “Pick a god & pray, lil’ brother.” “N-Nmmph!” I defiantly protested my older sister, but that didn’t stop her ass from backing up. Her ass soon enveloped my face, and she continued backing up until my head couldn’t move. My nose sunk into her ass, making me shudder with anticipation. My short break was over. Pbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… A long, bassy fart then purred up my nose. No amount of desensitization could change that Raechell’s bowels were toxic, and I broke out into a fit of coughs from the meaty, burning stench. Prrsssssssssss… Back-to-back, Raechell cracked off another utterly foul emission. It hissed against my unwilling nostrils, and turned my coughs into gagging. “Hehe.~” My sister backed up even further before dropping her weight. Despite my face being deep in her ass already, it only sunk deeper. Crrsssssss… Prrrrrrrrrrrr BROOOOOOOOOORPT! My body refused to get used to her gas. I only didn’t thrash or fight because I was fucking exhausted. But her latest fart, a noisy ripper from Hell, broke that. Raechell giggled as I began to toss & turn in a desperate attempt to separate my nose from her butt. But no amount of fighting yielded any benefit in my favor. Prrffffffffffffffffffffffff… Raechell only answered my desperation by pushing another SBD out. For the second time that morning, I broke down again. Her farts were unimaginably heinous. Bwoooooorpt Fffffffffrroooorpt! Prrbrrrbbrrrrrbbrrr… Pssssss… Raechell continued mercilessly bombing my nasal passage as she ate her Taco Bell above. I could tell how much she savored this fart-fuel, as well as how much she enjoyed making me savor their byproducts. Every fart burned as much as it reeked; to say, my nose felt like it was on fire. Eventually though, my older sister bestowed me a break by sliding off of me. I took a hard breath through my nose, then shook my head aggressively. Her SBD moments prior stung my nose, and I wanted it out. Raechell then reared back before pinching the tape on my mouth, ripping it off my face in a painstaking tear. “Mph-” I whined as she balled the tape up, then tossed it into the garbage can from across the room. “Ewww, she really did make you eat her socks..” Raechell commented on the ball of fetid cloth in my mouth. “Do you wanna spit it out?” I was too afraid to answer. Either way, I had a feeling that she would make me keep it in my mouth. “... Spit it out.” She then instructed. I hesitated briefly, but soon began to force it out with my tainted tongue. The crumpled, wet ball of socks rolled out of my mouth before hitting my shirt. “Ugh-” I huffed as I breathed through my mouth. “T-Thank you..” “Don’t thank me yet.” She said with a skeptical grin. “Do you know why I wanted you to spit that out?” As she said that, she gripped my hair before tugging it. Hard. The motion made me yelp, and at the same time, Raechell dropped her hips. In the matter of 30 seconds, my mouth went from bound & full of socks, to back to normal, then to being filled with Raechell’s sweatpants. I whined as her warmth crawled around my mouth. Bbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… phhht She then pushed out a thoroughly colossal fart. It was airy enough to dry out my mouth even more. “Oooh, that was a rank-ass fart.~” She added, shaking her hips. I gagged from it as she leaned back. Prooooooooooooort My sister was a walking biohazard, especially after Mexican fast-food. I squirmed as she demonstrated her gastric abilities on my unfortunate mouth. Prooooooorbbbt Pffffffroooorp Bbbbrrrrrrrrrr… Raechell continued farting in my mouth for a while. Each one made me react negatively; all the while, she had the time of her life. My older sister thankfully gave me another break, moving her hips up & letting me catch a breath. After one harsh exhale, I broke out in a fit of coughs. My tastebuds were permeated with her farts. Amidst my disgust, I didn’t realize that my older sister had pulled her white sweatpants down. It took a bit for me to find out, but seeing her ebony cheeks hugging a pair of magenta panties made my teary eyes widen. She smiled down at me before rearing back & spreading her cheeks. Her panties hid her buttcrack well enough, but I was still terrified of the subtraction of layers between my nose & her hole. “I’ll give your mouth a break.” She stated before moving her hips back. I had the hindsight this time to move my head to the side. Raechell sat on my ear, before immediately groaning & sitting back up. She leered at me over her shoulder. “Face forward.” “I-I can’t, Raechell!” I rebelled out of fear. “Y-Your gas will kill me..” “FACE. FORWARD.” She then raised her voice, giving her a domineering aura that I was too afraid to fight. I swallowed the knot in my throat before turning my head back to face her. Raechell still had her cheeks spread as she watched me comply. She then lowered her hips again. I fought the urge to defy her, and begrudgingly allowed her panty-clad ass to hug my face again. Feeling her bare skin on my face was bad enough, but the thin fabric of her undergarments made my nose sink deeper. With that, the smell got stronger. “Mph-” I whimpered as she leaned back, pressing my nose against her hole. Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffff… Raechell moaned uncomfortably as a blisteringly hot SBD seeped into my nose. It was probably her worst fart to date, and I became bellicose. My older sister laughed as I thrashed against the tight binds in an attempt to throw her off. “Hehe- sniff that fucking fart, boy.” She taunted as she leaned back even further. My nose was pressed so tight against her asscrack that it hurt. Ppppprrrr… A bubblier fart then bolted out, injecting a rotten smell of shit into my nasal passage. I screamed as she tortured me with her bowels. Groooorpt Brrbrrbrrrbrrrrrrrr… Pproooooooooooooorpt Pffshh… ppffssss… Ffffffff… The repeated SBD’s made me heave in my mouth. They came out simultaneously, each one burning more than the last. I cried as she kept my nose affixed to her hole. After a long time, Raechell pulled away again. I had swallowed the contents of my mouth before, so getting a mouthful of untainted air felt more blissful than anything I had experienced this morning. Raechell looked into my teary eyes over her shoulder. Her grin never faded; she was enjoying this more than I had hoped. “Mouth.” She then duly commanded, popping a cheesy nacho fry into her mouth. The other hand stayed on her cheek, keeping her ass spreaded as she waited for me. I wanted to get sick again as I hesitantly complied. My mouth shuddered as I opened up. Raechell said nothing as she sat back down, prying my mouth open further with her wait. The taste of panty-ass made me gag hard, making her laugh through a mouthful. Broooooooooooort “Mmh~” Raechell moaned again after pushing a bassy fart out onto my tongue. The taste was so much stronger; in turn, making me retch even harder. She sat on my face hard as she ate her bag of Taco Bell. Brrrrrrrrrph Pfffffft… BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPT! Out of nowhere, a colossal fart from Hell filled my mouth. I felt my cheeks puff out slightly as she leaned back, farting for several uninterrupted seconds. It tasted like it had been stewing in her colon for over a week. I heaved again as she filled my mouth with her toxic gas. But considering my mouth was open this time, it resulted in me staining her panties. “Ew- EWW!” She whined as she sat up. I began to hack as I spewed from the constant torment to my respiratory system. Nothing much came out though, as I had already upchucked the entirety of my stomach the night before, and I haven’t eaten this morning. “Are you serious? You just puked on my fucking ass!” “Urgh-” I nauseously groaned back as I tried to collect my breath. Her monster fart prior practically filled my lungs. “Ugh- fucking nasty-ass.” She then slid off of my bound body, stepping onto her carpet as I continued panting for fresh air. I didn’t see her, but the sound of shuffling cloth made me curious. I turned to see her pulling her pants off, then her stained panties. She leered at me over her shoulder as she stripped below the belt. “W-What are you d-doing..?” I tiredly asked, making her scoff. “I’m taking my panties off.” She retorted in a mocking tone. “I’m not going to wear them.” She then balled the panties up before pulling her sweatpants back up. I was lucky to see nothing below the belt, aside from her ass-crack. She walked back over to the bed before grabbing my mouth, squeezing hard enough to pry my lips open. I whined as she held the tainted panties above my face. “Open.” She demanded. Even with her grasp already opening my mouth, I complied. Raechell then stuffed the panties into my mouth, fingering them deep enough to make me gag. She then covered my mouth. “Remember what Roxie did last night?” She asked, squeezing my lips hard. “Keep that in your mouth, and don’t you dare spit it out.” “M-Mpk..” I accepted her cruel proposal. Raechell’s smirk returned, but looked much more sadistic this time. My mouth was back at square one; but instead of foot-funk, it was tainted with the remnants of Raechell’s rotten bowels. I felt tears stream down my face as my older sister turned back around, filling my vision with her ass once more. Despite pulling her sweatpants back up, she actually grabbed the waistband as she scooted back. I then watched with horror as she pulled them down enough to reveal her melanated butt-crack. To my further horror, she continued pulling them down. “N-NMMPH!” I screamed, shaking my head. She smiled at me over her shoulder. “Yes.~” She cheerily responded, then slid back fast. My nose slotted right in her crack, making me fight to free myself. After Gracelyn’s attack on my nose last night, the one thing I wanted to avoid the most was a bare ass. Even if Raechell’s gas wasn’t as bad as Jaylen’s or even Mom’s, her farts still horrified me. Bbbrrrrr… Raechell grunted as she pushed a short fart out. But the difference in how it felt was enough to make me scream. Her gas was totally uninterrupted, and puffed directly up my nose. Rrrpt Raechell grunted again after pushing another one out in quick succession. She then leaned back again, totally trapping my nose with her bare hole. Prrrrpt Immediately after, Raechell pushed another short fart out that made her grunt. If it didn’t smell like a decaying dragon from my angle, I would find her actions more concerning. “O-Oh fuck-” She then whined. Given my position, I acquired an idea of what was going to happen. I began to tug on my binds as she vocalized her discomfort. “Hmmmph-” Prrsssssssssssss… rrrrrrRROOOOOOOOOOOOORPT! After a dense SBD followed a loud, deep fart that felt like a typhoon blowing up my nose. My eyes rolled back as it filled my nasal passage, once again permeating every inch of my respiratory system with a smell comparable to a sewage system. I retched, while my older sister moaned with satisfaction after pushing a deadly fart out. It was probably itching some deep corner of her colon. She leaned back against her headboard, smothering me with the most horrific stench I had ever experienced. Even Jaylen, whose gas made me vomit immediately after smelling it, was arguably less intolerable than the monster that Raechell had just pushed out. … The day continued, and my older sister continued sitting on my face after eating her breakfast. She scrolled on her phone & watched TV as she used her day-off work to torture me with her farts. My nose remained deep in her bare ass, and I literally could not get used to it even if I wanted to. It was uncanny how my brain didn’t adjust to this torture. I suppose some deeper part of me expected this to end, but realistically, Mom would need to feel bad enough for me to let it end. Prrrrrrr… My thoughts were interrupted by another fart. Raechell’s gas was dying out after hours of torture. And yet, I still squirmed from the stench. Her Taco Bell breakfast was surely well into digestion, and the spices turned into a fickle indigestion. *Knock knock* The sound at Raechell’s door alerted both of us. My older sister sat up & pulled her pants up. I took a hard breath & prayed that it was over, only for her to come back down & sit on my face. “Come in!” The sound of the door opening was followed by a familiar voice; Gracelyn. “It’s 12 o’clock.” My youngest sister commented. “Also, Roxie & Jaylen want advice for punishing him, so they want you in there before Roxie can come get him.” “Oh.. okay.” Raechell sounded disappointed. She then sat up, making me take another instinctive breath as she slid off the bed. She crumpled the empty brown bag. My eyes were bloodshot after a gruelingly long day under Raechell’s ass, and I could barely see through them. But I did make out my older sister leaving her bedroom. Meanwhile, Gracelyn stood in the doorway. She was now wearing some PJ’s that Mom had bought her for her last birthday. She walked over to me with a smile, leaning on the bed as I recollected my breath. “Fun?” She asked, pinching my nose. Given my mouthful of panties, I couldn’t breathe, and had to turn my head to escape her grip. “Oh, don’t fight. Roxie said she wanted to see how hard you would fight her.” It was unreal how sadistic that sentence was. But moreso, I was terrified that I would be with Roxie soon enough. I just spent an eternity under Raechell, and now I had the most physically-aggressive sister next? “I hope she tuckers you out.” Gracelyn added, leaning closer to my face. “Mom gave all of us fifty bucks to buy stuff to torture you. I don’t mean to brag, but… you’re going to struggle with me.~” With that, my youngest sister turned to the door & walked it, shutting it behind her. I laid terrified on Raechell’s bed for a bit longer. Her TV lit the bedroom in a soft, blue light that reflected my current mood. I was scared, tired, and genuinely sad that this all had happened. All of this, because I made a reckless statement with my mother. Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway. I shivered as it stopped at the door, before it swung open. Before me stood a familiarly amazonian presence; Roxie. She had a twisted, emphatic grimace on her face. |
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