Blush_Fantasy

This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences. It contains adult and fetish themes. All characters depicted are fictional, over the age of 18, and portrayed as consenting participants within the narrative.

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The gentle hum of the late night FBI laboratory's fluorescent lights brought a calm comfort to Becca. It had only been a week of working for the bureau and she felt oddly relaxed about it all.

Then again, Ms. Scully had been so great to work for. She was straightforward, kind and really helped Becca with her first full job out of the University of Knoxville.

Tonight was the typical Tuesday. Working as late as Ms. Scully needed her...

It was already 21:00 and Becca was ready to get home to her boyfriend. She had just finished sorting some samples and made her way to Agent Scully's office, hoping to the gods that this was the last thing Dana needed tonight.

"Wonderful work Becca." Scully pressed her reading glasses closer to her face as she reviewed Becca's notes. She always needed these glasses when it got late. "You're doing quite well as my assistant. I'll be sure to let my bosses know."

The praise took Becca by wonderful surprise. Her first job and she was already impressing her boss. Agent Scully no less...

"However..." Dana dragged playfully. She took her glasses off and looked up at the eager Becca. "I must admit this next job I have for you will *surely* test your steel." Scully shot a rare smile up at her now curious assistant. She was always so serious. Becca had never heard this tone of voice from her before.

"Yes Ms.Scully?" Becca wanted nothing more than to prove herself to the famous and highly capable woman in front of her.

Scully pushed away from her desk and adjusted her lab coat with a mildly exasperated sigh, trying to maintain professionalism despite the absurdity of the situation she was about to put young Becca through...

"Look, before we get into this I realize this is... unconventional, even for our line of work. But this new case I am currently on requires some thorough documentation"

—she pauses, sighing again—

"of flatulence-related data."

Agent Scully stood up and grabbed a clipboard with an overly detailed spreadsheet, her expression now deadpan at the shook Becca.

"And for the record, Becca, I don’t enjoy this."

"Fl-Flatulence???" Becca shakily asked taking the clipboard.

Scully tries to hide a small chuckle at your bewildered expression.

"Yes, flatulence. It's not exactly a glamorous job, I admit. But hey, we can't all chase UFOs and shadow government conspiracies, right?"

She attempts a reassuring smile, but it comes off awkward.

"Just think of it as... field research into the depths of human, ahem, biology."

"Uhm... What exactly do you need from me Ms.Scully?" Becca coyly asked.

Dana quickly started walking out of her office towards the lab. Becca followed right behind.

"Your task, my young and understandably slightly horrified assistant, is to document the... sensory experiences associated with my... gaseous output. We need to record the volume, duration, odor, and any other relevant sensory details." Scully merely turned her head towards Becca as the pair walked.

She grimaced slightly, her eyes rolling upwards.

"In short, you will be my dedicated... scent and sound recorder for this delightful study of the human digestive system's less-than-glamorous side effects."

Becca didn't quite know how to respond.

"I'll pay you extra for this Becca, I understand this task is a bit... much." Dana finally looked at the slightly embarrassed girl.

Becca finally met her eye contact and spoke. "No no Ms.Scully... I can handle it if you really need it. No need for extra."

"You sure?" Dana was surprised. "I've been prepping for this since lunch and, lets just say, it might be a bit overwhelming..."

"No I'm alright." Becca was determined to impress her esteemed boss.

"Great! Let's get started..." Scully grabbed a metal stool from one of the tables of the highly sterilized lab. This sterility would soon be juxtaposed by the rather gross data collection they were about to get through.

She clung the metal chair down right in front of Becca and sighed. She was clearly trying to maintain professionalism.

"Good thing its late huh..." Scully smirked up at Becca. "This would be hard to explain."

The two shared a laugh. Then Scully gestured for Becca to have a seat. Becca did as ordered.

"Here." Scully handed the clipboard down to Becca, who promptly began looking over the spreadsheet.

"Okay." Scully walked over to a container of various sample beakers and began sorting them onto the counter in front of them. "I am going to ingest these various samples and they should force me to... flatulate."

Becca saw the tables of data... Four columns... Duration, Smell, Sound, Taste.

Taste? There was only one sample group that had a box for taste. She couldn't help be feel dreadfully curious as to what that entailed.

"You are to smell directly from the erm... Source." Scully's face went slightly red. Like the reality of the situation was catching up to her. "And report the corresponding aspects of each onto that clipboard there. Understood?"

Becca giggled and broke a smile... "So... You want me to smell your... Farting butt?"

The smile spread to Scully too.

"Yes... This is unfortunately necessary for the task at hand." Scully turned her embarrassed face away from the young lab assistant. Becca couldn't help but look at the butt she was about to sniff. It was covered by Scully's lab coat. It wasn't the worst butt to sniff she thought to herself. It's probably really clean...

"Alright. Ready?" Scully grabbed the first sample.

Becca scooted in slightly and hesitantly moved her head down towards Scully's ass.

"Ready." Becca replied.

With one gulp Scully swallowed back the beaker. She wanted this to be over as quickly as possible.

Suddenly a slight gargle in her stomach could be heard. It was so fast. Without hesitation Scully took a few steps back and poked her bum out slightly. The two small clicks of her heels filled the tensioned silence of the lab. Both women anticipated what would come next. Both didn't expect the scare.

*Brup!!!!

One quick small fart blasted out of Scully's rear. Jumpscaring the both of them. It sounded like a trumpet...

Becca tried not to but chuckled a little down into Scully's butt.

Scully remained silent and even lifted up the back of her labcoat. Something she had seemingly forgot to do in order for Becca to gain fully access to her farting behind.

Once Becca's ignored laugh trailed off, she leaned in and shyly sniffed her boss's fart.

After a few sniffs, she started recording her observations.

"Sorry for the scare..." Scully joked.

"No worries. A farts a fart!" Becca joked back. "It actually smelled kinda... good? Like flowery, but a sour kind of flowery. Kinda sweet too..."

"Interesting." Scully was fighting hard to maintain her confident composure. "Well don't get used to it kid... That was just the control. No additives. Just the regular old Scully brand!"

"understood." Becca replied a bit worried.

"Alright. Next." Scully combed over the four beakers. She again chugged it down. The gargle in her stomach for this one suggested a bit more of a windy data point was headed Becca's way.

This time Scully held the back of her lab coat up. Revealing her ass clearly and confidently to Becca's face as she leaned down. This was kinda hot... Becca thought. She had always kinda been into girls too and Ms.Scully fully exposing her ass to her in a professional setting was... weirdly erotic.

*Ppppfruahp!!!!

A bit more bit to this Scully fart.

The ending sounded a bit wet. The smell instantly hit. It was bubbly too. Right into Becca's face. She took a few coy sniffs, she didn't want to inhale too much an gag or do anything to embarrass Ms. Scully.

"Ah." Scully let out this satisfied exclamation as she finished pushing. She remined silent and professional however, despite the rancid smell reaching her small nose.

"Lots of heavy sulfurs and digestion gasses Ms. Scully." Becca reported below.

"Yeah. I can defiantly corroborate those findings!" Scully tried to keep the situation as light as possible. I mean she was farting in her new lab assistant's face! The two let out some awkward laughs.

"I'm defiantly glad we're the only one's here. By the way... Never tell Mulder of this. He would never let me hear the end of it." Scully ordered only slightly jokingly.

"Defiantly not." Becca replied as she finished her notes on this section.

"Alright second to last." Scully said quickly swigging the slightly darker colored sample down. "This one may be a bit... overwhelming Becca. It's okay if you need a break after this one."

Without a gargle, a few seconds passed. Scully remained still ass poking out at Becca. The pair waited patiently.

*BBRBprPRPprptttttttt---Brttt!!!

This one defiantly carried some feces with it out of Scully's butt. You could deduce this by the sound alone.

Scully's head quickly fell in utter embarrassment and she leaned onto the lab table. Such a small and beautiful lady letting out such a grotesque biological necessity seemed to breakdown her confidence momentarily. She let out a very loud embarrassed chuckle and Becca could see her face bright red.

Becca took a small and minute whiff of this as it blasted out onto her face. It was absolutely rank. The fart hit her nose and lungs with a kick and Becca coughed a bit and faced away.

"Wow. You actually smelled it..." Scully was still sitting rather defeated. She finally lifted her head back up at the determined girl at her rear. "You've defiantly got heart kid." An awkward smile broke across Scully's red face and she started to regain composure.

Despite the absolutely crazy circumstances Becca loved this. It was what she set out to do. Why she agreed so vehemently. In her pride, she leaned back into Ms. Scully's butt. And sniffed again.

It was peppery. Shitty and peppery. Becca was actually more curious than anything and a large part of her forgot she was smelling an ass that just farted. The scientist in her took over.

"It's spicy." Becca reported. "Smells of red pepper and feces."

"I can only imagine what my feces is going to smell like later..." Scully chuckled. It seemed like the scientist in her was also taking the wheel.

"Alright last one." Scully said thankfully. She swigged for the last time.

"Okay." Scully hesitantly said backing her rear up again towards Becca's face. "This one requires a... taste observation."

Becca's heart started racing a bit. She knew it was coming but starting into Scully's butt especially as her previous fart lingered was getting to her.

"Only do what you can Becca. You don't have to do any of this." Scully's stomach gargled the loudest and longest so far.

"No I can do it." Becca reluctantly said. You could tell she didn't quiet believe herself all the way. She leaned in regardless.

"Okay. Just open your mouth then dear..." Scully started to push.

Dear? Did Ms. Scully just call Becca dear? The circumstances of this lab session must be bringing them quite close.

Becca did as she was told. Opening up her mouth right towards Scully's skirt clad ass.

"Okay 3...2...1..." Scully miraculously decided to give a warning to this one...

*BBBRbbbrbrbtttttrbbttt--GGtt-Brttt!!!

Scully's butt erupted in a bulbous but entirely more solid fart compared to the last. The taste instantly hit. Bitter onion and poop filled Becca's mouth. She had just gotten farted in her mouth by her boss. Her boyfriend wasn't going to believe her.

Becca gagged. Loudly.

"Sorry dear. But please record the taste. So it isn't a waste." Scully said gently.

Becca smacked her mouth together a bit in disgust. Tasting Dana's gas in its purist form. She started writing.

*Sqelc

A small wet sound escaped from Scully's rear. Still facing Becca.

Agent Scully quickly pulled her ass away from Becca and one of her hands quickly covered it. Her face went as red as before. Ms. Scully clearly just started to poop her skirt.

~ The First Orgasm ~

Tuesday ~ Morning ~ 07:14 AM

Fuck in hindsight I should've nut. I shit you not (pun intended), I woke up hornier than I have ever been in my life. I rolled over and stuffed my head into my pillow I was so horny. I even bit it. I... I pictured it being Meredith's ass. That thing was so... I had never even noticed how juicy it was.

I could hear her leave her bedroom. It was early. She was probably doing laundry like she did every morning. I'll admit... This next idea I had was not my proudest. But I was so damn horny I just couldn't help myself. I knew her rear would be facing my bedroom door. The laundry was located a few meters from it. The washer was on the bottom. I needed to see it. See her ass one more time. Then it would be over. One last hit.

I quietly opened my door and peeked out. Sure enough... There it was. In all its stinking glory. My heart dropped when I saw she didn't have any pajama bottoms on either. She only had her underwear. I've never seen her so bare... Well minus her on the toilet. Her panties were a soft pink. They damn near completely blended in with the skin tone of her rear.

She was in fact bending over. Reaching for something behind the very bottom of the washer. Ass up. She struggled to stay on her feet while she bent.

That's when I made that amazing mistake. One of the moves that brought me to where I am now. I quietly move up behind her and I softly moved my face right up to her bending ass. I could suddenly feel the warmth. It was radiant. Comforting. My nose was a few cm from her asscrack. My morning cock throbbed in my pajamas. I was close enough to sniff my own step-mother's butt.

What was I doingggggg.

I sniffed tho. I sniffed hard. Shit initially smelled like our detergent, but as I got a tad bit closer, the stench hit me. Damn it smelled bad. Half of it was anus and the other pure poo. Like she hadn't wiped. I didn't hear her go to the bathroom earlier. Maybe she was up earlier than me. Who knows. What matters is it kinda rocked me. I pulled back slightly at the musk.

Then she shifted slightly.

She moved quickly with a frustrated sigh and turned to the other side of the washer. She saw me on the way. All bent over into her rear. I never stood up faster in my life. My cheeks never went redder in my life. I knew I was caught.

Meredith jumped and let out a gasp. I scared her as she placed a hand on her heart. “Jeez!” She cried. “What the hell do you think you were you doing???” She was now completely facing me, arms crossed and slightly miffed.

I was most defiantly caught. My boner was softening at lighting pace.

“I--I--- Do you need help getting ss-something from down there Meredith?”

Meredith shot me a disbelieving and downright disappointing look. “Oh you just wanted to help me with laundry huh?” I knew she knew. She looked down. So did I. My cock was still visibly hard.

“Hmmm... I'm guessing things didn't go too well with Mary last night then?” Her cruel joke slightly broke the tension.

“No-- I mean- I uhm--” I was absolutely stumbling over my words.

“You should go get cleaned up. I'm about to make pancakes.” Her tone was still disappointed as she mercifully offered me a way out of this.

I simply nodded my red face and started to walk away.

“And watch where you stick that nose young man! You might get more than what you bargained for haha!” I couldn't walk away faster at this gross as fuck comment. “That mac & cheese last night really worked through my stomach while I slept! HAH!”

Holy shit it made sense. Why her ass smelled so bad. She must've been farting all morning in that bed of hers. I can't believe I smelled that. I can't believe I kinda liked it.

Look. I know it seems like I'm the one that's hounding my step-mom but I was ready to completely forget about that morbidly embarrassing incident and completely move on. But Meredith would utterly surprise me with a move of her own. A move so unlike her I still get giddy thinking about it.

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Thursday ~ Evening ~ 06:23 PM

It was dinner time and it was just me and her. I had spent the entire summer day inside my room and that seemed to worry her for some reason...

She forked around her plate awkwardly “Soooo... Anything fun planned tonight?” She asked

“Nope. Just chilling. I'm really excited for this new DLC that's dropping tonight... I'm going to try and beat it in one night!”

“Oh that's great honey. I know how much you love those video games of yours haha...” I could hear the fake bubbliness in her voice. I knew she wasn't a fan of my video game addiction. Rightfully so. I've lost entire days, like that day, to them.

“Actually... speaking of hobbies... I wanted to ask you about something hun.”

Here we go... I knew she was going to turn this conversation another direction. I looked up at her. She smiled warmly. I could tell how genuine it was.

“Have you ever considered maybe trying like a summer internship or apprenticeship anywhere? It's defiantly important to start thinking about what you're going to do with your life baby.”

While she was right, I absolutely loath that idea. I didn't want to upset her though so I played along.

“I mean yeah but I just- I don't know what exactly I want to learn. So I don't know what to apply for...”

“You don't have any idea honey?” She asked innocently.

“I honestly don't... That's kinda my biggest struggle right now. That and Mary. I don't know... I just don't feel enough passion.” I realized this was really heavy to lay out. But after father passed away, she was really the only person I trusted enough to tell anything to.

I could tell she wasn't surprised. I mean she saw how I lived... Saw how I acted. I was defiantly having trouble going into my 20s.

“Oh honey...” She said with both pity and love in her voice. “We gotta figure this out for you. Slowly... Day by day... Patiently. You'll figure it out.”

She was always so much better with these kinds of issues than dad. She knew harsh words or clear demands or orders would just shut me down further. I was trying. And she was an amazing support.

“I know.” I said.

A few moments of silence feel in our tiny dinning room as we sat across from each other thinking.

“Welllll...” She said in a completely overhauling tone. “Before we figure that out... You need to try the tirimisu I made earlierrr!!!” She shot me a happy smile as she slowly wiggled out of her seat. “I think it should be ready right about now!”

I sighed as the energy shifted. I was actually excited, she was so good at baking.

She grabbed it out of the fridge, grabbed a kitchen knife and two plates and brought it all over to the table, practically frolicking.

She set it just in front of me. “Ready for a slice?”

I smiled back at her and nodded. Then she did it.

“Welllll... Before you have a slice.” She turned around and took some steps back. Her ass was at eye level with me. She poked it into my face... “Kiss it.”

What? I'm sorry this was so out of left field I had to let out a chuckle. I thought she was joking.

“Kiss... What??” I replied startled.

“Kiss my big butt baby haha!” She also laughed but made it clear in her tone of voice that she was actually serious.

“You liked it on Tuesday... My big butt. Go ahead. Kiss it.” Was I dreaming? What did she just say? This was about THAT???

“Cmon... Give it a kiss. Maybe it'll cheer you up. And I love to get my ass kissed... Especially at work! Hah! Metaphorically of course... But you can kiss it, literally...”

My heart raced as fast as it did in that bathroom Monday. I stared into it. Into her round cheeks. My eyes widened. Fuck it. I kissed it. Only the right cheek. Barely. It was more of a peck. Again it was just so warm... Fuck meeee... I just kissed my step-mother's butt. And she was right too. It did make me feel better. I felt alive. This was crazy.

She straightened back up and proceeded to cut the tiramisu like nothing just happened. She smiled to herself though... “Men always like my ass honey. Makes sense why you had your little 'mishap' a few days ago...” I went still and stayed silent as she cut me a slice. “Seems like you needed a bit of an... Outlet huh?” She gently placed my piece on the small plate she got for me and slid it over slowly across the dinner table.

“Needed something to lose yourself to?” She stared at me.

I suddenly spoke “Meredith I'm sorry for-”

“Oh honey-” She cut me off. “It's okay. I forgive you. Seems you just needed to blow off some steam. And trust me... I know how penises work in the morning haha.” She cut herself a slice.

My step-mom was now talking about penises to me. Was this a fucking dream? If so, I need to wake up. Now.

I couldn't eat. My world was shaking. Meredith could. She was kinda scarfing it down. How was she so casual about all this???

“Just ask next time... K? Beforeee you sniff my ass... It's not polite to sniff a woman's ass without asking you know.” She started to crack herself up but quickly covered her chewing mouth with her hand.

I couldn't help but laugh. “Ye-yeah.” I said. Did she just say I could do it again? I mean kinda... But I have to ask now. Not happening.

“So... Have you always liked sniffing butts?” She bluntly asked.

“I think I'm going to finish this in my room-” I say quickly standing up in embarrassment. “Thank you for making it Margaret.”

She put on an amused grin as I left. Clearly satisfied with herself. She always liked to tease me. This was a whole other level though...

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Okay. That evening was wild. I seriously where all that was coming from. A total gut punch. But damn if it didn't spark all sorts of naughty ideas in my head that night.

I finished her tiramisu in my room for the twenty minutes as I started the download for the new DLC. I wasn't even that invested in it anymore. Too much was on my mind from out there. The chocolate flavor in it was so damn good. Especially with the cream she used. She's really perfected it over the years.

As it downloaded, I paced around my room. I hope we can just move past this. But I can ask ANY TIME??? That was hard to believe. This must all be one big trick... No way she'll let me right? Look. I'm not going to speak of this ever again I---

*Knock *knock *knock

Margaret knocked as she opened the door to my room. She saw me in the middle of it. Clearly pacing. “Hey honey...” She said walking in she had changed out of her romper. She spotted the finished plate and walked over to pick it up for me. “Oh good. You finished it. How was it?”

I played it cool. “Oh- It was amazing Margaret. Thanks again for making it.”

“I'm so glad you liked it HEART Hey listen... About Tuesday...” She started walking up to me. I took a step back towards my bed. She moved in even closer and sat on the bed, clearly wanting me to follow suit. I did.

“I just wanted to know that even though I joke, it really is okay with me honey... Finding you back there just kindaaa caught me off guard...” I looked up at her as she continued--- “I'll admit too that I, I kinda enjoy... my rear uhh... getting some attention.” She let out a chuckle. “It had been so long. And it felt nice.”

My cock betrayed me. It began poking up. Of course Meredith liked getting her butt sniffed. She was a bit of a weirdo. But a weirdo with an incredible ass. I saw her look down and see it.

She trailed on acting like she didn't “It would be okay if you want to enjoy it more.” Her tone went soft “Maybe I'll even let you get another sniff haha.” She placed the back of her hand on my face. “Maybe it'll help you with your struggles.”

I couldn't take it any more. “Could---” I hesitated like a bitch.

She leaned her head to the side and smirked. She knew what I was going to say. She did. “Sit still.” She ordered as she smiled at my shyness and stood up. I didn't move as she began to work on her tight blue jeans...

She popped the button on them. I could hear it. She stopped for a moment while doing so to look back at me and smile. The lighting was low. Perfect for this moment that was forming between us. This started to feel less like a dream and more of one that came true.

She pulled them down. The tight denim clutched to her thighs as she struggled. My eyes went wide as my mouth was sealed. I was so damn nervous. I've never been this intimate with a woman. Let alone fucking Meredith.

She finally got them off with one hand. She was still holding my plate in the other. Nothing remained but her tank top, she wasn't wearing underwear. Her bare butt stared me in the face as she stood back up.

She took a few small backwards steps towards me and bent. Just like the other day. Her butt's warmth bloomed across my face.

“Go ahead.” She said. Without hesitation I started kissing. Not only just the right cheek this time. The left too and multiple kisses... All around her cheeks.

“Mmm...” Meredith moaned. She was clearly enjoying it as much as me. Hard to believe. “...I'm glad you asked this time...”

“Kiss my...” This was the first time she hesitated. “Kiss my actual hole honey. Let's really see how much you want permission to sniff again.” She grabbed her cheeks and pulled softly as she wiggled her butt a bit at me playfully. This seemed to be a bit of a game for her.

Okay... I wanted to oblige her. But I ran into a bit of an embarrassing problem. Look, at this point I had never been with a woman before. I kinda... Didn't know exactly where it was. Her... Her butthole. Look look... I had watched porn. But having an actual big round ass in your face is a whole lot different. I stared as hard as I could at her panties. I THOUGHT I knew where it would be. And I stuck my neck out and kissed.

“Oup!” Margaret giggled a bit at me. “You missed hun!” She reached around and gently grasped the back of my head. She moved it a bit lower.

It was embarrassing. But I mean look at the situation. I was trying to kiss my step-mom's butthole. I wasn't in the calmest of mindsets.

"Right there baby..." She instructed.

*Kiss

“Mmm... There you go. Keep kissing.”

I didn't mind! It felt warm and I moistened the fabric slightly as I continued.

“Mmmmmm... So you like it?” She looked down at me. “My butt?”

I stopped smooching. “Uh... Yeah.”

“Clearly... You can sniff.” She poked her butt out further and tugged a little harder on her cheeks. I could hear her ass spreading into my face.

With one last kiss I pulled a bit back... And sniffed. Hard.

It wasn't as smelly as Tuesday. She must've not farted into these ones. All it smelled like was half our detergent half her unique butthole smell. It smelled... Delicious. Like a little sweet...

I stuck my hand down my pants. I couldn't help myself. I had literally been dreaming of this only a few days ago...

“Oh!” Meredith snickers “Seems like you're really enjoying smelling it too huh?” She said as I nodded silently into her butt. She felt my response.

“Mmmm... Do you want to cum hun?” DO I??? I could seriously feel myself reaching climax only after a few seconds. I moaned and nodded again this time putting weight into her butt as I pressed my face straight in.

“Okayyyy... Then you can cum. Just don't get it all over me. This is my favorite tank top.”

I sniffed harder as my face pressed totally engulfed in Meredith asscheeks.

“Cum to the smell of my butt honey. Come on... Enjoy yourself. You can do it!” She was coaching me like she always did, only this time with my face in her ass and my dick in my hand.

With one last hard sniffffffffff I came. Hard. All into my pants and underwear. I felt the warmth. I twitched a bit and let out a small and embarrassing shriek into my step-mom's butt.

“There you go honey. Cum to mama!!!” This phrase made me cum even harder. This time something overtook me. I had never called her mama before. She never asked. I started kissing her ass perfidiously. One after another. I desperately kissed and sniffed as my last ropes were shot and wasted into my pants.

“Wow. So eager! Haven't you ever cum to a woman before?”

I was still reeling from my orgasm I didn't respond.

“Well actually I know you have. I've seen that you watch porn.” Meredith's words shocked me but not by much considering what I was currently occupied by.

“I mean in person... Have you ever nutted for a girl in person?”

I was finally back to some semblance of my sense. I shook my head in her butt.

“No?” She seemed genuinely surprised. “Well... I'm happy to be your first honey. Hopefully Mary is next.” She stood back up as she said this and pulled her pants back up. She was still clearly taking the lead.

“Well.” She took a deep breath as if she was as shocked as me. “I hope this... Helped...” I couldn't speak. I only nodded with my mouth slightly open and reeling like a little bitch. Damn I was a pussy back then...

“I'm going to go watch my shows. I defiantly enjoyed myself honey...” She started walking out of my room, my used plate still in hand.

Before she left out the door she looked back at the mess I was. “Enjoy your game sweetheart.”

I really didn't understand HOW she could be so casual about all this. The post-nut clarity was hittin and I just sat there. Full of doubt but.. Still... Wanting... More...

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Part 3 On The Way! 💕💕💕

Hey guys! Spent some free time making some RWBY ass-related tier lists... Like ya do...

Let me know what you think in the comments! I have reasons for every answer below the lists... Let's debate!

Booty kisses for all the RWBY girls 💕

This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences. It contains adult and fetish themes. All characters depicted are fictional, over the age of 18, and portrayed as consenting participants within the narrative.

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I know... I know... That is a crazy title. Like I'm some sort of crazy ass-loving sadistic-perv weirdo... But I wasn't. This happened GRADUALLY... Like I wasn't always always this obsessed with my step-mom's butt... I wasn't. It all really started to happen during the... Bathroom Incident a few years ago...

It was this one week in the middle of the summer, some damn hot days, and I was back from my first year of university.

The house we rented was real small. It was cheap. Only one bathroom. THAT'S why it happened. I wasn't this bathroom peepin' tom spying on Meredith.

Monday

I walked out into the main living room, the only part of the house that separated my room from Meredith 's. I needed to take a piss. The bathroom was over to the side adjacent to the kitchen. It was closed, but so was Meredith 's bedroom door. I thought she was in her room.

So you can understand my surprise when I twisted the UNLOCKED knob and went inside expecting it to be empty. That's when I saw her. That's when I saw it. Bare for the first time.

My step-mother Meredith 's ass was plopped right on the toilet. The toilet ran parallel to the far wall so I saw the side of her butt sitting on that porcelain. Her bluejeans were at her ankles and her underwear just below her knees. I was taken quite aback.

“I--- Meredith ! Sorry! I didn't know you were in here!!!” I said with a shaken voice as I quickly started backing out of the door and shutting it again.

“Oup!” Meredith said with a smile. “No worries honey! Gosh I'm so used to no one being home, I just stopped locking the bathroom door! I actually wanted to speak with you.”

What? In here? It was really weird. I couldn't speak for a moment. I just froze.

“Let me see you for a second. You've been in your room all day baby...” Meredith was defiantly weird. But This was another level.

“But you're on the toilet I---” My awkward pleading was cut off.

“I want to look at my step-son. Come on we can be adults about this... Everyone does this, you just caught me at a... Rather interesting time.”

I don't know why I did but I opened the door again. I looked in disbelief. She smiled at me as I did. I quickly averted my gaze at my step-mom sitting on the toilet. All this weirdness made me not notice the potent smell. She must've shit. It was a crazy thought to realize... She had turds sitting just under her as we spoke...

“Yeah...” Meredith said analytically “Yeah you're thin as a board honey. We need to put some meat on those bones.”

“What?” I said looking at the floor.

“I wanted to ask what you wanted for dinner tonight honey. But I'm going to pull some mom-power and make us a big tub of mac & cheese.” Her talking about food tonight while taking a shit was crazy.

“Oh I uhhh-” I stuttered my words again.

“Whats the matter honey? Isn't that your favorite?”

It was so strange to see a woman so chill and having a normal conversation with her pants around her ankles.

“Well yes but...” I looked up at her. She was staring right at me. “I was kinda gonna tell you... That I want to go out with my friends tonight.” I genuinely was going to tell her this. This wasn't a ploy to not eat dinner with a woman I just saw pooping.

“Oh yeah? That's great! I'm glad you're getting out hun. I have to admit, I've been a bit worried about you. Oh well. I think I'll still make that Mac and Cheese, now that I've got my mind on it... I gotta have it.”

“Okay well... yeah...” I was desperate to get out. I don't do well with awkward situations. “Oh one more thing...” I hated that I had to continue the conversation. “Could I use your car? They want to meet up at the movies and I can't get a ride.”

“Oh yes! Absolutely honey!” Marget's niceness kinda helped the situation. She was always so kind to me. I think she wanted to help make up for the fact that she isn't my real mother. Even though she treats me like her own...

Then... Her next move was when it happened. The first spark that lit this whole fire that would change my life forever...

“Here... I think I have my key on me.” Meredith bent forward to dig around in her jean pocket.

I couldn't help but look. It was just.. Just the way it shifted. Her big pale ass. As she bent forward, I could see the outline of it. Her butt was massive. Juicy. Plush. I blushed. I stared. While she dug around, I admired it for the first time.

More of the smell probably wafted out of the bowl as she bent forward. She was thick enough to cover the whole damn thing, but her bending over... opened some of the back.

I could suddenly feel my heart start to beat. If I was uneasy before, I was now a hot mess of vastly conflicting feelings as I stood at the door in front of her...

“Here it is!” She pulled the key fob out of the bum pocket. She held it out at me.

Holy shit. She wanted me to walk up to her. Now my heart was racing.

“Sorry I can't get up hun... I'm a little busy.” She chuckled.

I couldn't even think of anything to say... So I started walking towards her. She was so damn confident as I approached. Like she had done this before...

“Sorry for the smell...” She fanned her nose with her other hand. “But shit stinks! Even mine..!”

As I approached I could now fully see the outline of her legs. They were as plush as her ass. Thick and strong. My peripheral made out the start to an unshaven 'V' leading into her womanhood. I frantically tried to act like I wasn't seeing what I was seeing.

The smell was heavier now. It felt like it was settling on my skin. It was damn hot in this tiny bathroom. The heat was underlining the stench. Made it feel more heavy.

I took the car key. I nervously mumbled... “T-Thanks Meredith...” I wanted to run away like I wasn't 20 years old at the time.

“You're welcome honey! Drive safe! And have fun... Is Mary going to be there?”

Damn. Thinking about Mary right now? While my step-mom basically has her ass out in front of me... Weird.

“Yeah she is.” I answer as I start to hastily leave.

“Oh well make sure to chat her up! I know how quiet she is... Maybe you'll finally score with her hun!”

I didn't reply as I started to open the bathroom door yet again to leave.

“Wait hun... Could I ask you for a quick favor since you're in here?” She could not be serious.

I silently roll my eyes and turn back around. She was kinda cute sitting there.

“Could you grab some more toilet paper out of the kitchen closet? This one's running pretty low. I don't think it'll do the trick for this one and I don't want to waddle!” She put a hand over her giggling mouth and got a bit red. She was amused though...

I sighed and couldn't help but laugh too. “fine.” I finally got out of there.

Holy shit. What. The. Fuck. Was that? I've never even seen her in her underwear... She was literally just pooping in front of me... Well I guess not actively pooping but like in the middle of taking a dump.

The fresh air of the house really showed how smelly it was in there.

I made my way over to the closet to find a fresh new roll of toilet tissue for my shitting step-mom. I remember kind of freezing at the door of the closet. I had this feeling. A primal feeling. It makes sense now but back then... It was so so so overwhelming. I looked down and saw I was rock hard. With ZERO stimulation I was rock hard. I remember going so red. Am I really aroused by what just happened? Fuck. Get it down. Get it down. I have to go back in there.

I shifted my cock into my waistband and covered the tip that was poking out with my shirt. I grabbed a roll and I went back to that bathroom door. I took a deep breath. And entered.

Holy fuck. First the smell hit me. It was even worse. I don't know if the outside fresh air just made me more sensitive to it, or Meredith blasted some more butt butter while I left for a second but damn...

Then... the second aspect. Meredith had taken her shirt off. All that was between me and seeing her massive bare titties was a white, hella strong bra.

I must've made a face when I came back in because Meredith chuckled a bit. She laughed as I choked on the smell of her fumes and went red at her shirtlessness. What a situation this was.

“Thank you hun 💕. Sorry it was just scorching in here. You take your shirt off all the time so I guess I took some notes from you!” She reached out her hand and received the plush roll. She seemed to not notice my awkward hardon. I didn't look right at her this time. I didn't want to make things worse.

“Have fun tonight baby!!! Remember... Talk to Mary! If you get nervous just picture her like me right now haha!”

I rolled my eyes and left quickly. I definitely didn't want to picture that. Mary pooping. Well... I'd love to see her butt like that. But not with turds floating below.

Later that evening I got back from the movie. Nothing notable happened. I pussied out of talking to Mary. Again.

I remember I laid awake that night in my bed. Thinking about everything. What I was doing. I kinda hated my life at that moment. School didn't really interest me. I was only doing it just to do something. I felt lost. Staring at the ceiling of my room trying to fall asleep. Then it came.

This was the first occurrence of.. The thoughts. I saw Meredith's butt. Resting on that toilet bowl. It was just so... in excess. It was abundant. It was quite the sight to see... A woman completely covering a toilet bowl. She must've had to spread her cheeks before she sat. Oh fuck. I remember realizing I had a another hard-on to it.