Kyle nearly choked on his tongue. Living in this big tomboy's apartment was an awkward enough position, but being her boyfriend?!?! His mind scrambled once again for other options, but of course came up with none. Even with how slobby and tomboyish she seemed to be, her personality and outgoingness were cute, not to mention her amazing body... He looked up to answer and nearly laughed at the pair of puppy dog eyes Jessi was giving him. "I guess if that's all I need to do to live here, I'd be honored."
"Yaaaaaay!!!" Jessi literally jumped for joy, her breasts nearly surging all the way out of her top as the fabric creaked, groaned, and nearly tore in two. This resulted in Kyle getting even more of a facefull of sweaty cleavage as she hugged him again, causing small squelching noises as she squeezed him tighter and tighter. "Oh my gosh, you don't even know how long I've waited to have a boyfriend! I don't get it, I try so hard but they never seem to stick around very long, but you'll be living with me!!! Don't worry, this is going to be great!"
After a couple hours of talking (between smother sessions when Jessi got a 'little' too excited), Kyle found that he and Jessi actually had a lot in common and really got along. In different circumstances (and maybe if she was a little tidier), Kyle found himself thinking that he would have actually asked her out if they had met somewhere.
As they continued to talk, he couldn't help but notice that Jessi seemed to be shifting around uncomfortably. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah, hehehe... Umm... *Shiftshift.* Yeah, I'm fine. I think I just need to umm... use the little girls' room-- I mean, our bathroom."
"Oh, umm... well don't let me hold you up."
"Hehe, don't be silly." Finally giving into the urge, Jessi went to stand. As she did, her butt pooched out right in Kyle's face, her shorts sliding lower as her ass surges towards him, nearly looking like her crack is going to engulf him from his perspective. Kyle has just enough time to hear a rumble and then... PPPPHHHRRRRRRRRAAASSSTTTTTTTT!!!
Kyle nearly threw up as the most disgusting smell ever blasts him square in the face, getting into his eyes, nose, even his mouth. Jessi looked over her shoulder at him, blushing from head to toe (even her pale white butt cheeks going a shade of pink). "Oh my god, I'm soooo sorry KyKy!!! Sometimes it happens when I eat tacos... Or pretty much any time I eat anything..."
Kyle wanted to run out and never come back, but he had nowhere to go, and not to mention he had just agreed to be her boyfriend and he'd be living with her. Deciding it'd be better to avoid conflict, he tried to brush it off, even as the smell was still lingering. "Don't *cough* worry about it... It didn't even really smell, and it's not like it's a big deal even if it did..."
"Oh thank god, I knew you were going to be a great boyfriend KyKy!" Before Kyle could respond, there was another, much bigger rumble, followed by a very wet SSSPPPPRRRRRAAAPPPSSSSTTTTT!!! He felt like his face was melting off as Jessi ripped an even worse fart again right in his face before she walked towards the bathroom, apparently taking what he said as meaning what she did was just fine between them.
Kyle tried as best he could to wave the stink away, but it seemed permanently fused to his nose no matter what he did. He was only distracted when Jessi got into the bathroom and turned around to start pulling down her boy shorts. "Umm... Jessi, what are you doing?"
"Oh, hehe, I forgot to tell you, there's no door for the bathroom. That's kinda why I've been holding this in, I didn't know how to bring it up... But if I already farted in your face twice and it's no big deal, then just watch TV and imagine it's me doing that!" Kyle had to fight back the urge to puke again at the thought, but as her big butt sealed itself to the toilet, he tried as best he could to watch the news that was on and not look at her.
"In our latest story tonight, a local man jumps from a 7 seven-story window to escape his --" SSSSLLLLLLLOOOOOOORRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!
If he thought the sound of her explosive crap blasting into the toilet was bad, it was nothing compared to when she shifted and the smell leaked out. It was like when she farted in his face the second time, if he had been burying his face in her butt cheeks instead of just being near them. Forcing himself not to say anything and not to look, Kyle turned up the volume on the TV.
"In other news, a woman in the nearby county of-- PPPRRFFFTT --is attempting to boycott string cheese in an effort to--" SSSSPPPPRRRRROOOOOMMMMMFFFFFSLLLLLLSSSHHHH!!! Barely keeping himself from looking, Kyle is reeling from the smell that is filling the room, and only getting worse by the minute. Jessi courtesy flushes, sending sickening bubbling noises throughout the apartment as the toilet struggles to process her slimy, soupy mixture and barely succeeds. The smell doesn't diminish, however, and it actually seems to get worse as the stink circulates throughout the small area.
Giving one last valiant effort to "ignore" Jessi's emissions, Kyle turns the volume all the way up on the TV. "--MAN DIED TODAY FROM EATING TOO MUCH BROCCOLI, A SHOCKING REPORT LATER TONI--" SSSPPPPRRRRROOOOSSSSHHHH!!! SSSPPPREEEEEEENNNNN!!! SSSSHLLLOOOORRRFFFTTTTPPLOOOMTTTTSHHHHHHsppreeeeenplopplop... FFFRT!!! *Splash.*
As Jessi sighs in relief of pushing out the last of her nasty delivery, Kyle can no longer take it and glances over, and immediately can't look away. Like a car crash, his eyes lock on against his will. The toilet seems to be giving up the fight under Jessi's bulk, barely containing the bulk of her sludge even after the courtesy flush, and as it starts to leak slightly from overflow, Kyle can't imagine what the seat must look like.
Jessi giggles nervously as he stares in morbid awe. "Sorry... I know that must have been really disgusting... Oh god, I even forgot to get toilet paper AGAIN!!! *Sigh.* Umm... I understand if you want to leave..."
Kyle siged inwardly. Despite how disgusting this situation (and maybe even Jessi and general) was, he couldn't walk out on her like this and crush her... Convincing himself that he has nowhere else to go anyway, Kyle forces a smile and forces himself to cover up his disgust as he turns down the TV. "Don't... *coughcough* worry about it... I mean, *snifflecough* shit happens, right?"
Jessi gave Kyle a confused look for a moment, before she suddenly burst into a fit of smiles, giggles, and a barrage of nonstop jibberish. "OhmygoshyourlikethebesteverKyKythisisgoingtobesogreatIthinkI'mgoingtoex plodeIdon'tknowwhattosay!!!"
Kyle can't help but smile genuinely as he still chokes on the smell, until to his horror Jessi gets up and, forgetting or ignoring the lack of toilet paper, pulls her boy shorts back up with a horrid *Squeeelch.* "Hehehe, you're like, the best boyfriend ever, KyKy!" All Kyle can do is stare as she walks out of the bathroom (not even attempting to flush this time), sickening squelching and rubbing sounds coming from her still-dirty butt as she walks to him. "Hey, I've always wanted to do something with a boyfriend, you don't mind, do you?"
It's all Kyle can do to shake his head no.
"Great! I've always wondered what it's like to sit on your boyfriend's lap!" Kyle tries to stop her in horror, but Jessi talks over any protests and spins around, showing off her once white, now brown/green smeared crack and just as dirty once pink boy shorts, right before she plops down on his lap. He can feel and hear the left over sludge squishing and smearing, even moreso when she shifts her weight from side to side to get comfy, her ass engulfing his entire lap. "Hehehe, this is great! It's so comfy! You don't mind if I stay like this while we watch TV do you? PPPRRRPPPTTT Hehe, excuse me."
Kyle sighed as Jessi watched TV, while all he could watch was her back/the back of her head and listen to her shimmy back and forth on his lap. If this is what was happening the first day he's here, this was going to be a very... "interesting" relationship.