Chapter #4Wrestler. by: Vaji   Rebecca would let out a slight grunt as she got out of the car, accidentally blasting out a bassy fart that spewed hot air onto her little brother in the process. Jason was plastered to the inside of her left cheek crying as his sister's pudgy cheeks came smacking into each other as she pulled herself out of the car. Her flabby cheeks jiggling wildly for a while after.
Rebecca would proceed into the stadium, every step she took would send immense ripples throughout her buttmeat as her meaty cheeks would clap and crush Jason inbetween, pushing him further against her sweaty booty hole.
Rebecca would soon feel the cool sensation of her brother's gummy form against her steamy pucker, as a loud gasp would escape her mouth followed by a sudden bassy fart that exploded from her rectum, sending him splashing against the back of her sweatpants as she'd continue with a barrage of farts in quick succession, each time spraying her booty stank onto her helpless brother.
Satisfied with releasing her pent up gas, Rebecca proceeded into the changing room as her fleshy cheeks continued to bounce and wiggle excessively, causing her sweatpants to bounce in return as Jason felt his tiny body fling it's way back up his sisters buttcrack, once again slapping against her fat, bulging hole.
"Haay girls!" Rebecca exclaimed as she clomped into the dressing room, greeting her fellow co-workers.
She'd take a few steps further as her twitching hole would grind Jason further into it, before she'd come to a stop.
"Well, well, well... Bianca "Booty Blaster" Benningham. We meet again." She said in a rather dramatic tone as she approached her fellow wrestler who were sitting infront of the make-up counter.
A long pause took hold before they both would burst out laughing. As Rebecca would lean down and give Bianca's giant booty a firm slap, causing it to jiggle and squirt some anal juices into the back of her thong.
"How've you been, girl. Taking care of that rump of yours?" Rebecca said with a smirk as she'd lean her butt against the counter.
Bianca would giggle in response, each vowel causing her to bounce slightly which sent more squirts out of her pucker and onto the back of her stained thong.
"You know me gurl." Bianca responded. "I've been on a strict mexican diet for a while now, so I'm sure I'll win the tournament this time." She was obviously oblivious to the mess she had left in her underwear as she continued their conversation for a while.
In the meantime, Rebecca's sweatpants had slid down from her bubble booty as her hairy butthole started to twitch. "Just a moment Bianca." Rebecca said as she clasped her hands on her fleshy booty cheeks and spread them wide apart. Jason was momentarily blinded by the sudden light that shone into his stinky prison. Before his older sister's bootyhole would bulge out considerably before exploding with a massive, juicy fart that tore her little brother from her pucker, sending him flying.
Jason would splash and bounce against the mirror as he instantly soared high in the air. He'd soon feel himself losing altitude as he saw himself falling towards.
Red Throne.
A vacant stool with a leathery red cushion. There was a metal nametag just underneath the counter infront of it, but he barely had time to react who owned it before he'd splash into a puddle on the middle of the cushioned seat.
Basket of Stank.
A rather large basket of various outfits and costumes. Although their washer had been busted for a while, so they had to endure the stale bodily fluids that coated them.
The Counter.
Fortunately, Jason didn't gain as much altitude as he thought, and merely crashed and skid along the counter until he'd come to a halt. Now if he could just reform, he'd be able to get help from one of these behemoths.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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