This choice: Bigger, stinkier wishes. • Go Back...Chapter #4"I Think Everyone Needs Some Self Improvement" by: TheNewJaxson   It was a struggle but Jenny was finally dressed in some of Fanny’s old clothes. It had taken her almost two hours to finally get herself satisfied enough that her pussy wasn't leaking and dribbling everywhere, but she still lined her stretchy spandex leggings with a washcloth just in case. Looking around for a shirt and shoes that would fit her, Jenny found a tight an trashy red tube top. “You always were a woman of class Fanny,” Jenny sighed with a smile. She fought with it to get over her breasts, and had to settle for it covering her nipples, and exposing as much cleavage on the bottom as it did on the top. “Well this’ll get me arrested,” Jenny smirked. She rummaged some more until she found a coat that on Fanny would be a thigh length coat, but on her would be barely crotch level. Just gonna have to button up this white monstrosity,” Jenny grumbled, as she looked for a pair of shoes that would fit her. She was crawling around on her hands and knees looking under her mother’s bed for shoes, her mother Anny did have some extraordinarily big feet for a woman who was 5 feet even, when her ass erupted like Vesuvius and spewed forth its own poisonous gasses. “Excuse me,” Jenny laughed as she waved her hand above her big butt crack. “Aha!” Jenny yelled grabbing a pair of shoes she felt would fit her new bigger feet. They were a pair of red heels; she had heard her mother once refer to as her “Fuck Me Pumps.” She slipped them on, and was a little surprised to find they were a size or two too big. “Wow mom, just wow!”
Jenny skyped Steph, and squealed when her face showed on the computer screen. “Hey Jenny, what’s up? And why are you so close to the camera?” Steph asked her best friend.
“Because I have something to show you! And this time it’s not a tattoo on my butt! Remember that wishing well?”
“…Yeah…”
“Check this out!” Jenny stepped away from the camera and let Steph get an idea of just how much she had grown up…and out.
“Oh my God! Jenny, you’re like your Aunt Fanny! Only bigger!”
“And stinkier!” Jenny added as she turned and farted at her computer, impressing Steph with its length, heat, and power. She could see the computer move slightly backwards and the camera fog up. Jenny wiped off the camera lense and smiled at her friend. “It stinks worse than one of Fanny’s too!”
“Oh my God,”’ Steph repeated.
Jenny held up a small coin purse from her pocket book and jingled it in front of the camera, demonstrating how full it was. “Want to meet me at the well? I’m not sure I’m big enough or stinky enough yet!”
“Meet you there,” was all Steph said before signing off and heading for her car. Jenny just snickered as her screen went black.
The well wasn’t far form her house, and Jenny wanted to really show off her body, so she decided to walk the way. “Give a little show to the boys on the way,” she giggled as she shimmied her big tits. She changed the washcloth in her pants, having soaked through it, and replaced it with a dry one. She threw another one in her pocket book, just in case, and slammed the door behind her, accidentally hitting her new mammoth sized ass. “This’ll take some getting used to,” she smiled and closed the door again.
Jenny strutted down the street, smiling at the sun and farting with every few steps. She couldn’t be happier, the sun shined down on her, her gigantic knockers bobbed up and down, her belly bounced up and down shaking up all the gas that lived inside for maximum volatility, and her fat smelly ass swayed back and forth trailing a sputtering stream of farts behind her. “I’m living the dream now,” she chuckled.
Jenny was so happy that she didn’t even care when a kid on the football team commented that she looked like a disheveled, homeless, whore. “Tease,” Jenny flirted back with a wink and a blown kiss, a kiss she blew with a fart from her obnoxiously large ass. As the football team began to wave the offensive stink away from their faces, Jenny began to skip to the park, making the ground shake and polluting the air with a series of butt burps.
At the park Jenny saw Steph’s car and hugged her best friend when she rushed out of the car, and up to her giant flatulent friend. Steph looked Jenny up and down and when she inspected her ass, was greeted to a hot and nasty fart to the face. “Nice,” Steph smirked as she wiped the moisture that had formed on her face. “Well I like the changes!”
“Me too!” Jenny squealed, threatening to make her breasts pop from her much too small tube top. “You ready to do this?”
“I guess, but how will you make yourself bigger and stinkier? You already smell pretty bad,” Steph shrugged before getting hit in the face with another of Jenny’s farts.
“I figure I’ll grow bigger, like 12 feet tall! And maybe I should just smell like farts all the time? Or maybe I can fart out of my mouth!”
“Farting out of your mouth is just burping,” Steph pointed out.
“Oh,” Jenny said feeling a little stupid, “Maybe I can sweat farts then, I don’t know, but if smelly is great, then stinky is awesome!” Steph could only laugh as she followed her fat, farting, giant friend to the magical wishing well. They arrived not soon long after.
Jenny took out a bit of change from her coin purse and jingled it in her hand. “You ready?” Steph asked.
“Am I!” Jenny winked before dropping a coin into the waiting blackness. “I wish I was like 50% bigger, taller and fatter!” No sound echoed back. Steph looked at Jenny who shrugged her shoulders. “I wish I farted 5, no, 10 times more than I do now!”
“Wow,” was all Steph could say as Jenny dropped the coin into the well.
Jenny flashed a smile and made another wish. “I wish that my pits and feet had a strong fart smell to them too,” and with that she accidentally dropped in the rest of her change. It should have clattered on the bottom in a rain of clanging change, but there was no sound forthcoming.
“So how long until we know if your wishes came true?” Steph asked.
"I think the real question is how many?"
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