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Reverse Leverage
October 23rd, 2018 Today was such an average school-day that it was borderline crippling. The only thing that made it remotely interesting was that I was stuck taking my twin sister, Alex, home after basketball practice. Her brunette hair was put up in a ponytail, and she was still wearing her basketball attire; a pair of worn shorts & a jersey with its sides cut out, which her coach somehow allowed. She was the best player on her team, being the tallest at 5’10. Despite being my twin, she still somehow had a couple inches above me. Brrrrrrrmpt “Ugh..” Alex sighed. “Sorry.” I hate to say it, but I have a fart fetish, and I think Alex was a contributing factor toward that. She’d always been gassy, and despite not minding her farts for that reason, I couldn’t let her know that. “That was disgusting.” I hummed, rolling down the window. “It’s not that bad.” Alex huffed, pushing me in my seat as I drove. “You’re so rude.” “What are you going to do about it?” I teased. That somehow sparked something within her that motivated her to stand in her car-seat, then aim her butt in my direction. I turned to see her ass-clad in loose basketball shorts less than a foot away from my face. Bbrrbrrbrrrbrrbrbrpt “Take that.” Alex then shook her hips. Admittedly, that didn’t help my odd tolerance of her farts. What did make it less creepy on my end was my natural reaction; that fart fucking REEKED. I covered my nose & coughed after sucking it in. Alex sat back down in her seat. “Hehe- wow, you really just let me do that. I might have to do it again.” “Y-You won’t.” I said with a nasally voice. Alex turned to me with a smile. “You might wanna watch yourself.” She huffed. “I definitely will now, thanks to your big mouth.” “Please don’t.” I requested, but Alex shook her head in denial. “What can I do for you to spare me from your wrath?” “Hmm…” Alex leaned back in the seat as she pondered, then turned back to me. “You have to wash my clothes, and I won’t fart in your face again. Have them done before the sun comes down.” “I’m not washing your clothes.” I huffed. “Oh- well, I guess I’m farting in your face.” She had a smug grin on her face. “I’ll eat beans tonight, by the way.” My playful banter with my sister sounded more & more serious on her end. Truthfully, my tolerance felt more like a… wish. I hated that I didn’t mind the idea of my own twin sister farting in my face. But at this point, it seemed like Alex wanted to do it. “... Okay, fine.” I responded. “That’s what I thought.” Alex crossed her arms & had a shit-eating grin on her face. “Oh- and you have to make me a plate of beans & eggs when we get home.” “I’m not your butler.” I fought. “Now you are.” Alex corrected me. “You have to cook for me & clean my clothes. Or would you rather I wrestle you to the ground and make you smell my farts for the rest of the afternoon? Mom & Dad aren’t going to be home until tomorrow morning, so I can torture you for a while.” “Whatever.” I felt like I was reeling her in. “That’s all I’m doing though.” “Aww, you’re scared of me.~” Alex poked my arm repeatedly. “That’s pathetic. You’re scared of being humiliated by your own sister.” The car-ride home consisted mostly of Alex prodding me, reminding me over & over again that she would make me her fart-slave if I didn’t do what she wanted. Making her believe that I was actually scared of her was… honest, for the most part. Alex definitely had a physical advantage on me. As we pulled into our driveway, I was immediately caught off guard by a jersey hitting me in the head. I turned to see Alex wearing a bra, with nothing else on top. “What the fuck, Alex?” I huffed, but she aimed her head up pompously. “Don’t talk to me like that, fart-face.” She said before walking toward the front door. I groaned as I walked in, holding her jersey. As I closed the door behind me, I felt something else hit the back of my head. I turned to see a pair of basketball shorts on the ground. My sister was now wearing nothing but undergarments. “Clean my shoes too, fart-face.” She beat my new nickname into the ground, then walked down the hall & into her room. “You have 20 minutes to bring me my food!” That would annoy me normally, but she was hitting every note that I see in my fantasies. I could ignore her now, and in 20 minutes, she would fart in my face. But after beans & eggs? I walked into the kitchen and, after 12 minutes, I had a decadent plate of beans & eggs, with toast & jam on the side, and I walked into her bedroom with the plate. She was now wearing a pair of black leggings & a pastel camisole, and her hair was out of its ponytail. “Wow, you’re actually so scared of me.” She taunted me again, holding her hands out. I handed her the plate, trying my hardest to look annoyed. “Take my laundry basket & basketball clothes to the laundry room and clean my clothes. Also, be careful when cleaning my shoes. Be done in 3 hours, or… y’know.” “O-Okay.” I answered as she dug into her food. I picked up her basket & left, closing the door behind me. I then dropped the hamper next to the door of the laundry room before walking into my bedroom, smiling confidently as I flopped down onto my bed. … … I scrolled through my phone for the rest of the afternoon; the background noise provided by the TV brought a familiar amount of dullness back to my day. It wasn’t until I heard a phone alarm clock from outside my room. I looked at my clock; it was exactly 3 hours since I last talked to Alex, and the sound of footsteps from the hallway made me shudder. After some pounding, my door swung open. Alex stood in my doorway, smiling. “Well well.~” She hummed, walking in before shutting the door behind her. “Someone didn’t listen.” “You’re not being serious.” I had to contain my smile. She was genuinely serious. Alex didn’t spare a moment after my response, and she sprinted toward me. I tried to sit up, but she jumped onto my bed & shoved me onto my back hard enough to make me dizzy. I then felt some weight on my chest, and I looked up to see my sister’s back facing me. “G-Get off!” I yelled before trying to push her off, but she reached back & grabbed both of my arms before pulling them forward. She then scooted back; her ass filled her leggings out well, and she sat down on my mouth. My nose was just an inch away from her ass. “Hehehe~” Alex laughed above me as she sat on my face. “I hope you’re ready for this first one. That food from earlier made me super gassy.” I couldn’t believe it. I’ve had dreams about this exact scenario, as taboo as it was. But it was apparently capable of happening in the first place. I braced myself as Alex settled her weight on me, continuing to squirm to provide the illusion of struggle. BbbbrrrRRRRRRRRRPT! “Mmh~” Alex hummed after pushing a loud fart out. The sensation was surreal; a gust of warm air shooting up my nose, and it smelled horrendous. Those beans & eggs gave her some seriously heinous gas, but even with my enhanced struggling, I loved it. The only thing I worried about was pitching a tent. “Get- off of me-” I turned my head away before trying to jerk my hands out of her grip. She actually let go of one of my forearms, but only to grab a handful of my hair & jerk it forward. She then sat down harder, now using her full weight. My nose painfully pressed against her ass, now deep between her cheeks. Ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff… “Ooh-ho-ho my god!” Alex laughed before shaking her hips. My nose was lit up by a dense, incredibly stinky SBD. I couldn’t help but cough hard, which eventually transitioned into gagging. That was seriously bad, and it made me struggle for real. “You’re not going anywhere, fart-face.” Alex grabbed my free arm after I attempted to push her off. I was now totally restrained by my taller sister. Brrrrrbbbt She hummed after pushing another fart out into my nose. It wasn’t as bad as the last two, so I indulged myself & sniffed it quietly. But it was loud enough for her to hear. “That’s right, smell your sister’s farts like a good boy.” She then crossed her legs, sitting on me with every ounce of her weight. I groaned as she dominated me, but I was loving every bit of it. Booooooooorpt! Pfff… brrrrpt… prrt A barrage of farts then hit my nose, each one giving me no chance to experience fresh air. But that was already difficult enough from my nose being jammed up Alex’s asscrack. Pffffffbbbbbbrpt… Despite the SBD from earlier being hellish, her latest fart sparked another gagging fit from me. Alex only laughed, clearly getting a kick out of this as well. I never knew she could be so cruel to such a taboo, sensual level. “You’re barely even fighting now.” She acknowledged, looking into my eyes over her shoulder. “Why don’t we just keep doing this? I still have a ton of gas, and I like that I finally have a little crybaby bitch to sniff them up.” “Nmmh…” I pleaded in denial, but she only responded by bouncing up & down. My nose jammed even further into her ass; I was in heaven. “Yeahhh, let’s do that.” She leaned back against the headboard of my bed, totally lounging after trapping my nose between her cheeks. I took another sniff just to see if I could breathe, and the breath I caught was rich with swamp-ass from her basketball practice. It was so thick that I had to snort just to breathe. “Oh my god, I can feel you breathing into my ass.” BrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRMPT! Another burst of gas vibrated my nose. I jerked on my arms after taking it, continuing to act like I hated it. Alex just shook her hips, steadying herself & continuing to keep my nose trapped. I was still surprised by how sudden this was. I was convinced that she wanted to do this, and it wasn’t just my desires playing tricks on me. Sssssssfft Her latest emission made me struggle genuinely hard. It practically singed my nose, and she only acknowledged how bad it was by squeezing my wrists tighter seconds before letting it out. I dry-heaved after taking it, but I was still unbelievably turned on. After the several minutes since she sat on my face, I felt a tingling in my crotch. I was afraid I would get hard; her feet were on my crotch, and she would definitely feel it. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrbpt She farted again, and I tried to turn my head once more. She shook her hips again, keeping my nose aligned with her hole using minimal effort. Eventually, my fears came to fruition. I felt my dick get harder & harder, until it began to throb. If she didn’t feel it eventually, I feared that she would just see it. Prooooooooooooorpt The pleasure was overbearing, and with her feet on my crotch, I couldn’t help but moan from the contact. But she only heard me whining, which she acknowledged by farting again. Prrprrprprrrprprpctch… My body tensed up from her most recent fart; in terms of stench, it was downright offensive. I coughed again as the smell permeated my nasal passage. “Oh no, those wet ones are usually a sign.” She spoke as she continued lounging. “I might have to get up & use the bathroom. Not right now though..” Prrprprprrprrrprpffffch… Another bubbly fart filled my nostrils so much that they practically inflated. The smell was downright overbearing now, and I had to fight. But no matter how hard I pulled my arms, she refused to let go. Prooooooorpfffffffff “Yep, this might be the end.” Alex commented after lighting my nose up with another hellish fart. I gagged on it as I processed what she said. “I might shit here.” “MMMPH?!” I tried to shake my head. Considering how brutally honest she was about torturing me to begin with, I really didn’t want to test if she was going to shit on my face or not. To my surprise, I felt her weight shift on my body a bit before alleviating altogether. She sat up, giving me a fresh breath for the first time in nearly half an hour. But that was short lived, as Alex pulled her leggings down, along with her panties. My eyes rocketed open as I saw her bare, pasty ass in front of me, before ultimately coming down. My nose slid between her cheeks again, and the sensation of naked skin made my own skin crawl. Her asscrack wasn’t just swampy; it was sticky. It was unclean to the fullest degree, and my nose was jammed right in there again. Prprprrprprprrpt A far wetter sounding fart jetted out, filling my nose with a far stronger stench that made me ball my fists up. She didn’t grab my arms again, so I went to push her off once more. But she corrected her mistake & squeezed my wrists so tight that I thought they would pop. “Open your mouth.” She then commanded, knowing what she wanted to do. But I was way too scared to oblige her fantasy. “I said open your mouth.” “N-Nmh…” I denied, but she squeezed my wrists even tighter, causing me to wince. “I’m not getting off until you open your fucking mouth.” She then hissed above. At this point, I just wanted her ass off of my face, so I did as told & parted my lips. Alex slid down a bit, and my mouth was flooded with the taste of her ass. I gagged as the flavor of Earthy, sweaty skin infested my tongue. Pffffffffff… pppt The taste was revolting, and my eyes rolled back as I allowed her to empty her stomach. I retched every other second, it felt like. Pptpt… ppppt… pff… ppfpt… I then felt something wet hit my tongue before sliding down my throat. Tears filled my eyes as my sister shat in my mouth, making my dry-heaving ramp up so drastically that I felt like I was getting sick. Ppptttt… pffsssssssssssssss… It wasn’t much, but as soon as a silent fart filled my mouth, I had to struggle. I drummed my legs into my mattress before wrenching my head to the side as hard as I could. Alex struggled to keep me pinned, and she let go of my arms before sliding off. I hunched over in my own bed before gagging profusely. Alex pulled her leggings back up & smiled as I broke down before her. “Taste nice?” She chirped, pushing my shoulder hard enough to make me stumble. I shook my head before sliding off of my bed, then ran over to my garbage can. As I hung my head over the nearly-empty bin, I began to vomit aggressively. “Ewww, that’s disgusting, dude..” I didn’t stop for nearly a minute. Every time I gagged, I puked. All the while, my sister watched. “... Jesus, are you okay?” She finally acknowledged me. I shook my head, but managed to stop heaving for a moment. “T-That wasn’t cool..” I responded. Alex huffed before crossing her arms. “You let me do it.” She then kicked my thigh lightly. “Whatever though. I’m going to go take a shit.” As she left my room, I began to reflect on all that had happened. And despite how horrific that last minute or two was, I couldn’t deny that I loved every second of it. |
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