Mission Accepted!

A Day in the Life of Akari’s Underwear

 You were surprised by how quickly she dozed off upon finally laying down. Perhaps, people of this time slept better because they didn't have rotom phones or tv to distract them? Perhaps she just truly was as tired as she claimed, but regardless, her gentle, sweet, and somehow cute even when practically tied to her asshole, snoring made it more than apparent. She wasn't wrong, you did intend on trying to look around at night for some kind of clues or idea, but you were honest in saying you weren't going to leave her, you knew you needed her right now. You began to cautiously push back against the tightly bound cloth, afraid that too much movement would wake her. You at least managed to unpin your head to the point of getting somewhat of a view of what exactly you were right up against. Pink, wrinkly skin that formed a crater in its centre.. Unmistakably the young surveyor’s anus. You felt grossed out just thinking about earlier with her silent passing of wind, and you were just in her tights at that point. If she did it again, just how much worse would it be..? Not exactly wanting to risk having your question answered, you again pushed back against the tight fabric behind you. It may take awhile, but you intended to slowly unlodge her fundoshi from her asscrack enough to squirm loose. You just had to be gentle and patient, too much movement too soon might just- “Nnnnmmmhh..” Akari murmured in her sleep, hinting at exactly what you were afraid of; potentially disturbing her slumber. You froze stiff and held your breath, hoping to be as comfortable as possible for the girl. Within seconds, her stirring ceased and she returned to her motionless, peaceful sleep. You exhaled, relieved. Now to get back to wor- The pink flesh in front of you began to expand outwards just by an inch, but an inch was enough to completely pin you in place between the tight fabric and her puckering asshole. Ppuuuuuooh~! Your ears were left ringing and you were convinced you were hit by a fire type move based on the heat of the gas expelled from the woman’s colon. You could barely appreciate the freeing sensation that came with her anus retracting back to its relaxed state due to how truly stunned you were left. The scent.. How did it get worse!?! It smelled similar to the first time, but so much stronger, and even more rotten. Earthier too, certainly a result of her mochi’s advanced stage of digestion thanks to her masturbating.. You coughed repeatedly, forcing yourself to at this point, desperate to rid the scent and taste from your senses, and yet it continued to linger. As if matters couldn't be any worse, her ass suddenly gaped before you for a power short gust of gas to roar freely from her bowels. You felt her wide, generous ass cheeks vibrate as it did, adding to the nausea. 

 Bbrrpp..~ The scent was just as bad as last time, but at least it hadn't caught you completely off guard this time. The heat in between her asscheeks was quickly becoming sweltering though, so you picked up your pace, throwing caution to the wind. If she woke up at this point, you'd just have to deal with it! The more you struggled against her tight fitting fundoshi, the more her hole pulsated and winked, as if disturbed by you. “Mmnnff, cut it out, Pikachhhuu..” She mumbled and sleepily reached her hand down to her ass. Without any other warnings, she stuck a finger between her cheeks and pressed harshly against you, beginning to smear your face all over her still warm asshole. You were fighting for your life, yet all you registered to her was an itch to be scratched. You went limp, hoping she'd finally retrieve her finger, but the worst thing possible happened instead. Again, her asshole started to pucker outwards, this time practically encompassing you as it did due to her finger holding you against it. “No.. Nooo-” You whimpered out one last pitiful time as it again broke wind all over your body, this time the longest release yet. PPSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH!!!! The only mercy you received that night was that this was the final straw that finally knocked you out for a much needed rest.. 

  When you returned to your senses, you were a little surprised you hadn't suffocated or been crushed while unconscious. Moreso, you were surprised by the sounds of pokémon cries only active in the early morning hours, and yet you still heard Akari’s quiet snores as well. Could it be that she was oversleeping? She seemed the type to really value punctuality. You sighed, knowing that she really didn't deserve any favours from you after last night, but.. She was cute enough that you didn't really want to see her upset with herself for oversleeping, too. Begrudgingly, you balled up your fist and harshly pounded against the girl’s asshole as if you were knocking on a great door. She gently stirred. You continued, she mumbled and whined in her sleep until she again reached down to scratch the ‘itch’ in her butt, but you'd managed to stir her just enough for her brain to register the morning sun illuminating her room. “Oh my gosh, what time is it!?!” She squealed and sat straight up, much to your discomfort, but fortunately she hopped up without too much of a delay. You expected some sort of ‘good morning,’ or even better, to be taken out of her horrible and ill fitting fundoshi, but she only hopped around her room, gathering her clothes. Not that you were aware of this until you suddenly felt your entire world become much tighter, more stuffy, and darker.. She had slipped on the same tight pants as the day before. “Akari! Akari!!” You shouted out to her, your pitifully quiet squeaks being drowned out by the sound of her brush going through her hair. She had no time to waste, she had agreed to meet up with Beni and Lucas at their usual spot. Rushing out the door without sparing a thought for you, or the pressure in her bowels indicative of a much needed trip to the toilet, she raced to the Wallflower just in time for her friends to be taking their seats. “Hi guyss! Haa.. I couldn't miss out on some mochi and gossiping with you.” She panted, sweat already developing around you much ro your disgrin. She took her seat and finally felt you again, stiffening up from the surprise and embarrassment. “W-What? Nono, it's nothing. It's just that your encounter with the Noble Pokémon sounds really scary!” She lied convincingly enough. She nervously adjusted herself in her seat, mercifully attempting to avoid putting too much pressure on you. You would be thankful if it weren't for the fact that the insides of her tights were immensely musky, only adding to the foul scents that soaked into the white panty cloth holding you in place.. You could only stare up at her sweating asshole as it stretched with her squirming, dark as it was, its shape was unmistakable to you after last night. You watched in hopeless disgust as a droplet of sweat slowly became too condensed and dripped onto your body.. “Yaay, mochi time~!” Akari chimed out, attempting to seem as gluttonous and chipper as ever, despite her bowels rejecting her and her discomfort with you being stuck in her panties still. She couldn't pretend though, as she chewed into one of the potato mochi, she became much more at ease and comfortable, she just really loved them! As she chewed, her asshole winked menacingly, causing you to tense up from fear. Any one of those winks could be the start of another one of her farts, it was always possible, and after last night? You'd rather chance wild pokémon than to endure another of her poots. Unfortunately though, as much as she was mentally enjoying her meal, physically her body was very displeased with her choice. You could hear her guts groaning, you knew a storm was brewing. So did she, but she had become a master at releasing them silently, so long as she was sitting, but she knew you'd probably start shouting when she did, so she attempted to hold it. You held your breath and bit your tongue, watching the quivering hole above you as it winked and clenched tightly repeatedly, but the growling only grew closer. She bit her lip and felt a small blush growing on her cheeks, she knew she couldn't hold it anymore. Delicately, Akari quietly clenched her muscles to squeeze her cheeks together tightly, you didn't know what she was doing at first, but then her asshole yawned wide. Ssssssshhhhh.. Once the air had been vacated, she pushed on her asshole as hard as she could, pinning you to the chair with it. Your predicted screams for help were wasted, shouted straight into her butthole, only more excess air for her body to get rid of later. She sighed in relief, having pulled it off. You may be losing your consciousness, but, the boys would be none the wiser, and there are many things to blame the smell on. Oh, the secrets women hold. She at least owes you a major favour after such a rough treatment, you can only hope you'll make the most of it. That would be a legend for another day.

Mission Completed!

A Day in the Life of Akari’s Underwear

Reward: Akari’s Favour.