Scott was used to rough play at this point - Kiana had managed to smoosh him with her ass, squish him with her booty shorts, burped over him, crushed him into her cameltoe, and of course farted unendingly on his poor, battered body. Silent but deadlies, loud booty bombs, great broccoli stinkers, even wet farts. He thought he had seen the worst she could possibly dole out, yet somehow Kiana managed to get rougher and rougher with his poor diminutive form, more disgusting and more smelly. The worst part is, this was all unaware. She couldn't actually live like this, right? Worse, if she found him and was mad at him about all this... He was very afraid of how she could possibly make it any worse if she wanted to.
All of this was what he was thinking as her pussy drooled over his poor form, his body squeezed tightly into her sloppy cameltoe as she crouched, her booty shorts pulled taut, pushing him deeper and deeper into their folds. He still tried to escape, even knowing it was futile, yet all it did was increase the small itch Kiana felt in her now slobbering snatch. She quickly slipped her fingers into her pants, teasing her vagina - and pushing Scott even deeper in. As messy as this was, and as scary as it was to be pushed in deeper by her giant fingers, Scott at least took solace in the fact he had escaped her ass. After dealing with literal hours spent trapped by her dingy hole, dirty air whizzing by almost nonstop, he figured even these roaring lips would be better. Gasping as he found an air bubble amidst the juices, he was still assaulted by her cunt's strong, dominating, musky scent. Certainly preferable to her farts, at least... That was what he thought until she unceremoniously dropped her body even further, pussy meeting the floor with a squelch, as she made a final half-hearted wipedown of the cola, before giving up, grabbing her soda, and even more chips and dip. Unfortunately, that squelch had a far bigger impact for Scott, who was literally knocked out by the force of her maw dropping upon him.
Five minutes later, Scott awoke with a startle. For a second he thought he had had a horrible dream, but as he lashed out at the warm, sticky sheets around him, he realized he was not in his bed under his sheets, but stuck between a rather different kind of meaty sheets. The massive maw had settled down in the past few minutes, settling from a frothy boil to a stoked heat as Kiana sat sprawled in her chair, glued to the TV and once again focused more on shoving chips and dip down her chiphole than she was her other hole. She could continue massaging her muscles anytime - she needed to soak in all the exploits of the main character now. Besides, they would make good fuel later, since she didn't have Scott to... keep her busy. Scooting further down in the seat, she propped her legs up and apart on the table in front of her chair, as well as giving herself a bit of a wedgie when her booty shorts were brought further back. This didn't really bother her, as she was too busy watching her show, but it had the unfortunate effect of once again forcing her cameltoe front and center. And as the junk food mixed with the last remnants of the Mexican, the pizza, and vast amounts of chip, dip, and bubbly cola she had recently consumed, her bad posture made her insides bubble yet again.
Scott was more aware of this than Kiana's distracted self, his ears pressed straight against her vagina's tight walls, transferring all of her body's sounds straight to him, from the deep thump of her heart, to the many hearty squelches all around his body in her impressive chasm. However, he felt more than heard the gastrointestinal distress her body was going through, the massive rumbling shaking him around the tight, confined space... as well as the air bubble around him. Kiana grabbed another handful of chips, dipped them, and shoved them into her mouth before scratching at her suddenly itchy pussy once again. She could feel a bit of air was trapped deep within her quivering quimm, and in retaliation she unconsciously spread her legs even farther open. It was an unladylike display, but she was alone, and it seemed to get the job done, as the next time she laughed at the show, she felt the queef leave her hole.
BLRRRRT!
For Scott this was a much larger discharge, as he felt air rising from even deeper within her folds, carrying him and the air bubble he was trapped in upwards. This air bubble brought with it the scent of the deepest areas of Kiana's snatch, which were not quite as pleasingly fragrant or flowery as the fresh outside had led him to believe. The juices around him tasted better than drowning in her ass, at least... However, as he and the air erupted from her with the queef, he was sprayed all over by it, sticking him to her dirty panties. He wiped his eyes as best he could, but was met only by the sight of her once again gaping, meaty hole, which was now actively breathing in and out, as if it had been a workout for the giant hole. One more tiny spurt of air and juices splatted him before the cunt calmed down, though this discharge was too small for Kiana to even notice. Now Scott was trapped once again with the massive hole, the cameltoe pressing him directly against it, but this time he was trapped by the now drying sticky juices.
Kiana was distracted more by her poor upset tummy, which she rubbed and hand across as she took a quick swig of cola to calm it a bit. It looked like the pizza and junk food were still insisting on giving her gas, much to her dismay. Well, it was just something else to keep her busy as she watched her favorite show. She giggled, wondering how the main character would react to seeing her like this. Her mind was finally free of Scott, as she was too absorbed in her show to even think about him, or even much about the fart that was ready to exit her bowels. In fact, the dirtiness of thinking about all of this only turned her on a bit more... She scratched at her cameltoe one more time, feeling the itch again. She would really need to deal with her pent up sexual frustrations soon... but before that, she felt something else she needed to release, and she scrunched up her face as she put pressure on her anus.
Scott was forced against her vagina once again by Kiana's massive probing fingers, but it seemed nothing would dislodge him from the solidified bonds of her cum. Scott was too tired to fight anyway, and chose to look at this as a break from all the climbing and flailing he had done. At least he was free from both her ass and - well, at least the inside of - her pussy. Merely being brushed against it wasn't so bad, and when she removed these... Well, he wasn't sure what he'd do, but it couldn't be worse than being faced with her opening vagina. Far below him, a quake came from deep within Kiana's bowels. The foul mixture of Mexican, Pizza, Chip, and Cola had finally reached her asshole.
PFFFFRRRRRTTT!
It begain belching out the tainted air entombed within for a solid five seconds before sputtering to a stop "Phwew, feels good to get that out in the open. Good thing that loaded gun's pointed away from me." Kiana giggled at her own childish jokes. For you it was no laughing matter - though you were trapped against her large labia, the tight panties and booty shorts kept most of this foul fart trapped, and it quickly rose up to you and stayed there. The flowery, musky scent of her vagina mixed with the foul, shitty stench of the depths of her bowels, rotten pizza, broccoli, and onion dip now amalgamated into the worst stench you could imagine. And unfortunately, it didn't stop there.
Kiana moaned happily as she rubbed her groaning stomach. Imagining the main character of her favorite show grossed out by this display sent her nethers roaring back to life, and it was soon going to be a commercial break. She hadn't considered this sort of thing before, but between all her gassy emissions, watching her show all day, and how horny she had made herself with this itching, she was raring to go. Her guts uttered another protest however, as she hissed more gas out in a silent but deadly. She wasn't sure whether to focus on trying to release as much of this pressure during the break, or trying to fulfill her other need she had put off.
The hot cloud of stink spread through the fabric of Kiana's panties, wafting up to her cameltoe. You couldn't stop yourself from gagging on her burning farts, coughing as the muggy fog increased the temperature in her crotch dramatically. The huge Asian girl was sitting contently with her legs spread on the chair, but the tight fabric of her booty shorts and panties kept most of the broiling smell trapped inside. You were forced to inhale her gassy releases, bound to her underwear by the sticky, semi-solid female juices. Her huge moist vagina was in front of you, lips quivering in reaction to your tiny squirms.
Kiana felt the delicious itching sensation tickle her pussy. As much as she wanted to rub herself with her fingers again, her innards grumbled, making her feel bloated with gastrointestinal pressure. She decided to instead let out all her gas during the commercial break. Pleasuring herself could be left for later, when her favourite show was back on.
"I gotta let these out now while I still can." she said, as the first commercial started.
With a push, she expelled a brutish fart from her sexy butt. Kiana smiled as she felt the gentle warmth of her gas spread through her sweaty crotch. She thought of the main character of her show, his handsome face and sensual voice... if only he could see how dirty she was being right now. The itching feeling returned to her pussy, making her mound tingle with pleasure. She had no idea it was your tortured struggles making her feel this way, and thought it was just from fantasizing about her show. The Asian giantess moaned happily and farted again.
"Aaahn, that one felt really good~" she sighed with relief.
You wrestled with your sticky bonds as another wave of fermented female stink washed over you. The natural gas coming from this girl was revolting, what did she eat?! You coughed and screamed in her musky cameltoe, unwittingly feeding her arousal. All this teasing was causing her lust to build up, and even though she was focused on something else, her body throbbed with desire. The inside of her vagina was sopping wet, its fleshy walls oozed with lubrication for an insertion that wasn't happening. As you rubbed and stroked it from outside, the inner entrance to her pussy filled with love honey, collecting into a glob of thick pussy juices.
Kiana cooed with indulgence and her cooch muscles clenched slightly, forcing the glob out into her panties. There was nothing you could have done to prepare yourself. It was bigger than your whole body, a huge glistening bead of slime. She must be feeling ridiculously horny to let something this big out. Her juices washed over you, instantly dissolving the bonds that were holding you to her panties. Your newfound freedom came at a price, as gravity began to take effect on both you and the giant droplet. You started to slide down the front of her sweaty crotch, towards her puckering asshole... right as the second commercial had begun.
"Wait! Shit! No no no! Not there again! Her farts...!" you shouted.
The wretched smell of Kiana's gas multiplied as you descended closer to the source, her massive pink anus. The moment you arrived you were separated from the glob of liquid. It was absorbed into the fabric of her panties, leaving you stranded. Her wrinkled hole was just as terrible as you remembered it, covered in grime and reeking with gases. You could feel the heat emanating from it on your skin, and listen to the organic rumblings of it filling with more gas. Frantically you searched for somewhere to escape but you were screwed. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. You couldn't do anything but watch in horror as the towering sphincter began to convulse. It was moving in and out, signifying that the giantess was straining her ass muscles to let out more farts.
Up above you heard the muffled sound of Kiana letting out a cute grunt. Her wrinkled anus widened, and unloaded an intense explosion of gas. The force of her fart blasted you backwards into the net of her panties, nearly knocking you out. If that didn't do it, the incredibly potent smell might. Her thick gas made you dizzy, coming straight from the cavernous depths of her ass. Hot murky steam filled your body, clogging you lungs. It was a bubbly mixture of the pizza and Mexican food, fermented together inside her bowels. You didn't even have time to recover before her anus twitched again, and let loose another deafening fart.
Kiana simply smiled, enjoying the fluttering feeling her fart made as it reverberated through her shorts. She shoveled more chips into her mouth and took a big gulp of cola, fueling her churning stomach. Her abdomen groaned back in protest, as if to tell the girl that her guts were already busy processing her last helping of junk food. The cheesy pizza was in the middle of being broken down, creating large bubbles to methane to join her spicy Mexican gases. The pressure built in her colon, causing her more discomfort, until she used her powerful muscles to push it out. The girl happily farted on you, moaning with satisfaction as she pushed them out one by one.
"Please... No more..." you pleaded to the giant anus.
The smell was slowly suffocating you. It was sweltering hot and you were dripping with sweat. The giant anus was indignant to your suffering however, and opened wide for another fart. The massive anal cavity expanded, and sprayed you with a steamy mist of her intestinal juices. Disgusting slime splattered your tiny body, a mixture of butt sweat, pussy juices, and now wet anal fluids straight from her rectum. You couldn't believe how gross this girl was being. This was your girlfriend's hot Asian friend, the one who was fit and sexy and a regular yoga instructor. Did she really act like this much of a slob at home? And her ass! Out in public, her round toned booty looked like perfection, like the ass of a goddess. How could it be so nasty up close? The only answer you got was another hot fart spewing out her shithole.
"Nnnn! Oh yeah, that was a bad one! I'm so gassy tonight, good thing it's just me around. I think the commercials are almost over, I better finish up..." Kiana said, scooting forward in her chair.
Her huge butt stuck outwards, wedging her booty shorts up the front of her crotch. Your tiny body was flattened against her butthole, pinned there by her sweat-stained panties. Kiana pushed with her stomach, eager to release the rest of her gas all at once. The anus puckered, contracting repeatedly with her inner butt muscles. You were practically being chewed up by it, sinking deeper between the hot wrinkles into the inner pink flesh of her hole. Juices slathered your body like hot saliva, the ass gurgled and filled with gas. You screamed for help, crying out for something, anything to save you from this nightmare. Kiana pushed one last time, wincing as she felt her butthole ready to fire.
"Nnngh!"
The tight mass of muscle let loose, releasing a barrage of farts from her gigantic sexy ass. One by one they pelted you, barraging your tiny body as they shot through her asshole. Burning hot gases roasted you alive, potent with the raw scent of her shit. Kiana moaned with relief as she let it all out, finally getting rid of her built up pressure. Her anus violently reverberated around you, creating ear-piercing thunderclaps with every release. Your tiny form was mangled by her giant undulating wrinkles, brutally mauled by the sheer vibrations of her asshole as it expelled the roaring farts. As if things couldn't get any worse, the hole began to widen, threatening to pull your head inside. Screaming, your face began to pass through the rim of her sputtering backdoor, as torrents of gas passed back out.
The commercial finally ended, returning to Kiana's favourite program. The girl let out a sigh and sat back up straight, ready to dive back into the thrilling narrative of her show. After such an onslaught of rolling farts she thought she finally got all her gas out. The terrible smell couldn't be contained by her booty shorts, it floated around her body and the rest of the room. She caught a whiff of it in her nose and giggled. It smelled rank, but she didn't mind. She was used to her own farts, if anything it made her feel more dirty. Returning her hand to the front of her shorts, she stroked her muff. Her panties were soaked, right in the area around her pussy lips. But where did you end up?