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Here you are in a tiny bathroom stall sitting on the toilet but you weren’t using the bathroom you were gonna be used as a bathroom. Your front view was filled with the most famous ass in wrestling and that was rikishi. His ass blocked your whole view of everything, his stomach gurgling like a volcano made the situation scarier. The only thing you were hoping in that moment that he didn’t pull his thong down, thankfully he still had it on and between those fat cheeks of his.

He looks back at you with a smug look on his face. Seeing that you’re looking very nervous but also curios on what’s gonna happen. “Don’t worry little dude this gonna be breeze…just remember this is what happens if ya hide food that’s mine hgnn”. Yep, This whole situation your in came from you hiding his food from him as a rib. You started to open your mouth to yell weight but a gust of wind filled it instead.

Frrt!?

Broootttt!

FrrrbbbBbTtRtRt!!?

Brorott!

It sounded like his farts weren’t gonna stop and the sounded of you coughing really made him giggle. This was basically him doing his pre-match ritual to you as a “get back” to your rib, “man his farts are rank, what’d this dude eat” you thought to yourself as you covered your nose and turned your face. However his gargantuan ass was a mere inch from your face making it harder to get away from the blast zone.

“Whew..that feels good been holding these in for a while. Had a pretty big bean salad before you wanted to go and try and rib me. Gonna have plenty of fuel for a while” Rikishi said wiggle his ass side to side making small poots come out more.

“Fuck cough cough.. i won’t hide your food, I won’t rib you anymore Jesus” He continued to wiggle his booty and turned his head to look at you. “Uh uh uuh, face your punishment. No point in trying to get away from this ass”

BBbbrrbrbtbrbrtbtbtbtbtb??!

Sprtrtrbrtrbrbtbrtttt?!!

These farts he was releasing now sounded wet, veerrrryyy wet. It even took rikishi by surprise by their squelchy sound and the rotten smell. Kishi started to do a fanning motion near his butt and playful tease you. “Damn that stinks, smells like straight shit.” He could tell it look like you were gonna pass out so before you could do that he pushed his butt right into your face. This caused you to snap in a more alert state when your nose was attacked by old fart smell along with man musk.

“Hang in there bud, imma let you go in one second” with that being said he started to move his hips side to side for good ol stinkface. Your nose was deep in his clothed crack and your mouth was half way open to get a somewhat taste of his ass. It tasted salty almost like a cracker but also bitter like kale or something. It felt like forever until he got off, your head practically popped out of his ass in a cartoonish manner.

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WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Roadhog and Zarya Face Farting on a Male and Female

With the shutters closed and the patrons sent home early, the owners of the Good Times bar find themselves in the clutches of Overwatch’s gassiest members. This story is for an anonymous commissioner.

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“Kiss it! Kiss it!”

“French that ass”

The crowd kept giving egging your punishment on while you were forced down on your knees facing the second biggest in the ring, the odyssey of death, journey fatu. When you first met journey it was during your first indy match….but he wasn’t as big. He looking around at least 257 at most. But now he’s bigger, 350 with an ass to prove it. It looked just like his uncle rikishi’s butt fat and wide.

One of the wrestlers that helped hold you down grabbed your face to have you lined with bigger man’s clothed butt. Instead of his old purple tights he usually, his new outfit consisted of mostly black and a little bit of gold with one of those medium sized loin cloth in back and front. Truth be told that cloth didn’t cover much, his hips were pretty broad and there was no point in covering a booty that big either.

Now you were forced on your knees facing this big wide ass and it was closer. You tried to turn but it was already stuck in place by the hand of the other wrestler making sure you get ready for that ass. Truth be told you could feel yourself almost wanting this punishment but you couldn’t let him and the other know that! You’d be the laughing stock for years.

Just as you were coming back to reality he put his butt literally centimeters away from your nose, you could feel that nasty butt heat burning your nose hairs. Before he stuck his ass any further to your face he started to undo his loin cloth and pulled his tights down a little to show that heavy, sweaty crack.

“W-WAIT THIS WASNT IN THE SCRI-”

Before you could expel your concerns of the this change of script, your face was shoved straight into that fat crack. The crowd went wild! Most of them yelling in excitement, others gagging in disgust and a few laughs. His butt didn’t smell terrible but it didn’t smell good either. It smelt like tide with a hella ton of unwashed gym swamp ass on top. You could feel yourself passing out until your head was let go and journey moved forward. You lay facedown on the mat while the bell rung to signal that journey won. You groggily roll out of the ring and to the back. As you were you could hear laughter which you didn’t care about, you were used to it it wouldnt make you mad.

“HEY! JABRONI!!”

Before you could actually fully leave the you suspect that journey wanted to put more work in. So you turn around to see what he wanted to play into character. Your eyes almost popped out of your head. Unknowing he had an under pair of trucks under his leggings and now they were turned into a thong right in his cheeks…he even spread his cheeks. You could practically see the inner dark color of his hole.

“Just remember..that nose belongs right in here”

And with that being said he started to sway his hips in a taunting way. Your eyes practically bugle out of your head. That wasn’t in the script and so was the boner you popped. You quickly dive behind the curtain and go straight to your dressing room. You catch your breath as your back rests on the door.

“Fuck…dammit journey that wasn’t in the script” you say seeing the tent in your trunks practically pushing its way out to be free. You whip out your cock and it was already dripping at the top with precum.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck! I gotta another show in about 20 minutes from now gotta get rid of this fast” with that being said you start to tug at your cock trying to get all that “pent upness” out until..

Knock knock knock

A knock at the door stopped you. You hold your breath trying to make it seem like you’re not in there but a familiar voice caught you.

“Yo uce! Stop acting like you not in here I saw you scurrying back to yo room! Everything okay?” It was journey! Why would he follow up to check up on you? You press your body against the door so he doesn’t come in.

“Y-yea man I’m good! Don’t worry”

“You sure? You look like you seen a ghost when you were out there”

“No?”

You kept you body weight on the door but a thought ran into your mind. You already locked the door so he couldn’t get in away. You move away from the to let a sign of relief out knowing he wasn’t likely gonna get in…

Click

Oh how wrong you were because journey came right on in. You nervously and quickly grab a random pillow to cover yourself. Journey looked at you up and down confused.

“So uh…what going on?”

“Hmm ? What? Oh nothing”

“You sure? Whats with uh..the pillow”

“Nothing…”

We both just look at each other trying to figure out what both of us would say. A small smirk starts to crack on journey face while piecing the puzzle together.

“Was it that thing I did earlier?~”

Your heart dropped into your stomach. He really figured it out that quick..dam

“Don’t be shy uce, put the pillow down. Lemme see~”

“Uh um..well”

“Pleeasse?~”

He comes up closer to you, his larger frame towering over you. You realize you didn’t have a choice and meekly put down the pillow, showing your attention needed ding-dong. Journey whistles at the site of it.

“Damn that taut did all this? Haha you look like your gonna explode”

You turn your face from him embarrassed. Your whole face was red like a beet and even felt tears in the corner catching his attention. He gently grabs your face to make you look at him.

“Awww hey it’s ok~ you ain’t did nothing wrong uce. The body wants what the body wants. Lemme give you what you want~” journey eyes darken with a lust while wiping your tears away. He guides you to a bench in your room making you sit. He quickly went to the door to actually lock it

“See uce, now it’s locked” journey said teasingly.

You nervously chuckle at the small joke. Your whole face felt relaxed at that moment you almost forgot that your boner was still out. Journey comes back over to you looking down at you sitting. You’re basically at crouch height to this man. Without warning journey puts both of his hands in the him of his pants and starts pulling them down.

“Oh uh! Look man I don’t wanna do any sucking ok? Hehe..” you say because you literally have no skill in dick sucking. Journey chuckles at you,” Oh don’t worry you’re not sucking any dick” he says stopping himself from pulling his pants down any further before turning around. All of his crack was now in front of you in all its sweaty glory. You were taken a back by this change of position, your cock leaking more precum now. “You’re gonna dig into this crack instead~ go ahead put your nose where it belongs~” journey said doing that same wiggle taut he did in the ring.

Something snapped inside of you like something animalistic. You dive nose first into the sweaty crevice sniffing up the rank stench that settled deep in his crack. This catches journey off guard that you succumbed so quickly to his ass.

“Yea that’s right uce..take a deeeep whiff of that fatu booty right before your match”

With no hesitation you started to Jack off your hard shlong. The gross stroking sounds of you and the muffled sniffing filled the room until a new sound joined in. A sound all too familiar to your ears.

Pprt..

A smelly scent started to full your nose causing you to pull back and cough. It was a fart, journey just farted in your nose. He lets out a hearty laugh like he just pulled a prank on you.

“Shit haha sorry uce. Had a bean and rice bowl for lunch earlier. I think those beans are starting to kick in now~”

You didn’t care how much of a dirty pervert you looked like. Hell you even deepened your nose in this giant man’s farting crack. You just needed this boner down. More farts came of his ass like a machine gun

BrrppttTTt..

FFFrrrfrfppptt..

Brpootrtttrtr..

SpRpRPRPTTttt?!

Spbrbrtt!?

“Oof.. that one was kinda wet, you good back there?” Before he could turn his head to make sure you were ok after “that” fart journey felt a slight pain in his stomach. Not an ache but a pressure..a pressure of some more gas. Journey grabbed his stomach, clenched his and released.

BRRBBRBRTOOpoprtrrtrtrtrttprt?!

A sour smelling, wet sounding wind hit your nose. With one finally tug on your dick you came. Rope after rope of seamen hit the floor. It even made a sound when it dripped onto the ground catching his attention.

“Dammnn man, you were really backed up. It even got some sound to it” journey said laughing as you unpop your nose from his crack. The smell still lingered in your nostrils..Hell you’re pretty sure it stuck to the walls now. Your mind was hazy and your eyes fuzzy. You just wanted to catch your breath for now.

You felt a thump on the top of your forehead getting out your trance. You lean forward to wince from that tiny pain. You look up to find the source of the thump, it was journey. He stood above you with a teasing smiling.

“Get up pervert, you gotta make your match in about 3 minutes”

“Uggh do I have to??”

“Yes you do, if you wanna make it in this industry you’re gonna have to push yourself no matter. Epsically if it’s the after effects of some post-nut clarity” journey said chuckling. He leans over, ruffles your hair, before walking away to head out. Before heading out he stops himself right at the door.

“Oh and by the way..if you win this match I might let you do more than just sniff this ass” He says while jiggle his ass your way and leaving. You straighten yourself out and head to the mirror to make sure you didn’t look too disheveled. You looked great but one small thing stuck out and that was a light brown stain on your nose.

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You’ve worked at a small wrestling business on the northern cali side for about 5 months. No not as wrestler you basically were just the person that made sure lights were working fine, audio from the speakers came out and fixed the ring if it was looking wonky. To put it short you’re basically a mechanic but it paid well. Never got any complaints or made any enemies…..until last week.

“(Y/N)! Got those lights working?” You perk your head up from one of the lights you were working on after hearing your boss call out to you.

“Yes sir! Just finished one of them now”

“Good! Good! People we gotta make sure everything is perfect! We got bloodline members coming in for a show tomorrow!”

Your boss continued on his way shouting, making sure all his employees made everything in there perfect for the two Samoan dynasty members.

I roll your eyes as you put the finished light back up. You didn’t care that much for them, all it was to you was nepotism with the word yeet slapped on it. You feel a nudge in your side you look over to see a buddy of yours with a grin on his face.

“Whats with the look (Y/N)? You don’t want the nepo-babies coming through here?”

“Yep”

“Awww come on, it might be fun having them here..besides don’t you have that screen shot of rikishi’s ass on you-“

I stuff a cloth into my friends mouth trying to make him quiet down. It was true you did..uh…fiddle with your fun maker every now and then to rikishi, jimmy, jey etc but that didn’t change my mind about the whole bloodline.

“Hey shut that hole in your face!…nobody needs to know about my private life. Besides me jerking off doesn’t equal me changing my opinion on them”

Your friend coughed up the cloth while laughing. Your reaction was priceless.

“Whatever broski, but come on you might like them being here. Who knows you might get one of those stinkfaces” he said while walking away still with that grin on his face. I feel my face get hot at the thought of getting a stinkface. To have those big aged cheeks on your face. I can feel a little drool pool at the side of my mouth.

“(Y/N)!!!!!”

With instinct I wipe off the dribble as my boss yelled for me. I make my way over to the music area to see what the fuss was about.

“Yes boss?”

“This damn theme music isn’t playing right, didn’t you say you fixed it earlier?!”

He was right you did fix it earlier buuut that system was about 25 years old at most. Most of the knobs weren’t there, some of amp holes were cracked on the side and the wires…the wires had mold on it?? wtf?? However I still somehow made it work for a couple years but I think it’s time was up.

“S-sir I did, but some of the wires aren’t-“

“Wires?? Some damn wires are getting you stuck?! I thought you were the best employee I had”

I ball up my fist slightly. Ultimately I wanted to shout at him that this system is old as dirt and we needed a new one but boss is cheapskate and yelling wouldn’t do anything but damper your pay.

“I’ll look at it again..I won’t let you down”

He nods off at you walking away to annoy more employees. I started to work back getting the music right by taking some of the old wires and adding some new ones. I tested the sound and….it was perfect? No loud pitches in random places meant it was fine so you left it at that.

Tomorrow came and the building was packed. Cars in the lot, cars on the side of the road, cars parked at different stores just so they could see some bloodline action. Every employee, including yourself, dressed professionally….well just a pitch black shirt with your company logo and some jeans. It was a full house to the brim. You sat over at the music station scrolling through your phone until your boss’s voice rang through your ear. Damn what did he want now?

“Y/N!!!”

“Yessir?…”

“Your gonna have to fill in for the referee”

“WHAT?!”

Your boss stepped back from your yelling. You’ve never been in the spot light. Hell you’ve worked only on spot lights and other shit. You didn’t know how or what to do in that ring.

“Simmer down kid, it’s like playing pretend. If it looks like it’s getting rough break it up and if one of them is pinned just do the count simple! Now put this on”

He shoves the striped shirt and black pants to you and walked off. You nervously looked at the fit with beads of sweat dripping on it. I have no idea why I was getting myself into at all and hoped it was gonna be a one time thing.

Day of Match

You stood in the bathroom, referee fit on and hands trembling on each side of the sink this building had. You had to go out there but you couldn’t. All those eyes staring at me and the shouting my god how were you gonna do this. I snap out of it when I hear the door open and to your utter shock it was thamiko and he looked…well like he really had to drop a load. Even with his face grimacing with a need for a toilet you couldn’t lie homie was handsome. That chiseled jawline, those muscles and those eyes hazel-brown eyes. His gaze shifted a little to focus on you and I jumped slightly.

He was quite intimidating with those fierce eyes and that jaw line. He sensed you were nervous so he softened the his gaze to show you he wasn’t a threat.

“Oh? Hey sorry for spooking ya just gotta….take care of some business ya know?”

Thamiko said chuckling to break the atmosphere. You give a small chuckle back until a low growling noise. Thamiko pats his stomach down quickly like he was trying to calm it down until a high pitch airy noise filled the bathroom.

“Ppft..”

Did he…..just fart?

You see him blush and look over in shame. He had to go and I mean “go”. Being an emphatic person you started make him not feel bad.

“O-oh! Better out than in my grandma always said” I say with a forced sounding chuckle to at least make him feel better. Which it did…he gave a small laugh back to me before stepping inside the bathroom to do his business. Before he stepped into the stall he looked at me and I jump slightly because of those eyes.

“Umm….are you sure you wanna still be in here. Gonna blow it up and its not gonna smell like tropical febreeze” Thamiko said jokingly. I snicker and leave the bathroom to give him his privacy. As I walk away I hear him lock the door and I could practically hear him quickly sit in the toilet. Fuck did he even pull down his trunks? But it did make me curious on what that ass of his sounded like.

“Oh fuck oh fuck”

Sssprtptpt

Holy shit I wasn’t even close to the door and I could hear him painting that toilet brown.

Prttr…fruummmppp

Fuck….those farts a quite wet and sloppy for someone who didn’t have a big ol ass like his pops. Well I did take a peek at it and lemme say this it was quite perky and musclely. Maybe a little to no fat but it looked nice.

“(Y/N)!!!! Where are ya??? We’re about to be on in 60 seconds!!!”

My boss breaks me away from my perv session

“Sir! I-I’m right here was just freshening up”

I say scrambling to where he was and oh boy I got an ear full about taking too long and to get my ass in the ring already.

2 Matches Later…

I was doing great for the most part. I just played pretend like my boss said. Even though I hated that little annoying fuck he was right about this job. Hell most of the wrestlers weren’t even wrestling, for the most part it was just them bickering. It was a breeze until the final match.

I knew it was the final match because what do ya know they saved the bloodline best for last. Thamiko music began to play on the speakers, shittly, but people could hear it. Thamiko comes out body glazed, his brown hair wet from water it was looking at a work of art. Damn he looked good and to top it off he looked just like his father with that strong look on his face. He walks to the ring and I I feel a knot in my throat like…something was gonna happen to me.

Thamiko reached the ring doing his poses to the crowd. As he finished doing his poses I look over him to see if the other wrestler was supposed to come. To my shock there was no other wrestler coming. That knot started to get bigger especially when I noticed thamiko was looking at you straight in my eye like wolf to a bunny.

“Oh looks like the ref didn’t get the memo…your my opponent jabroni”

Remember that lump I told you all about that was in my throat yea it practically dropped into my stomach when I heard those words. Thamiko steps forward and I throw my hands up to create some space.

“W-wait! WAIT! This wasn’t in the script??? Was it???”

Thamiko looked at me a sly grin appears on his chiseled face. “ you right it’s not buuuutttt it is now” and without warning his gripped my shirt. I could feel myself getting lifted off the ground and my I started to panic.

“H-hey! Put me down! Help! HELLLPP!!”

“Oh ya want down? Ok” Thamiko hangs me up in the air for a couple of seconds before practically launching me to the other side of the ring. The crowd cheers? I get up, my legs feeling like a newborn deer and search for the ring rope to pull myself up. Coincidentally I get back up near the corner of the ring and I look to the crowd to find any of my fellow employees to see if they can help me. I spot my best friend in the crowd and wave him down but all he does is mouth something to me

(Turn. Around)

“Huh what? Turn around” I do as I was told and I see thamiko barreling towards me to give me a close-line to the corner. I didn’t even have time to react so that closeline felt like a force only bull could know. I drop to the floor as thamiko walked back to the middle of the ring to the sound of the crowd cheering him on. I lay there dazed hold my neck in pain.

“Do a stink face!!” A small child’s voice rings through the crowd which makes thamiko turn, just like his father, to me as I lie in stinkface position without realizing it.

“STINKFACE!STINKFACE!STINKFACE”

I started to get up after the terrifying realization that I was gonna be humiliated but I couldn’t get my arms up. I turn to see who was holding them back and lo and behold it was rikishi, thamiko pops.

“Come on ref…get some stank on ya face” The big shade wearing Samoan says with his cheeky gap toothed grin. Fuck he strong for an old guy Everytime I moved he didn’t even budge but that didn’t matter, escape wasn’t gonna be the plan right now as thamiko made his way over to me. The crowd got louder with each step right up until he was standing over me. Truth be told this was the horniest I’ve ever been but I couldn’t let nobody else know that.

“Hope you like what I was cooking in the toilet earlier~”

“Huh-“

Without warning thamiko turns around, makes his trunks into a thong and stinks his ass right on my face. My nose was the first to catch scent of what he was “cooking”. It smelled awful just like shit, dookie shit. The smell started to get worst as started to shuffle his ass on my face spread it further into my nose.

His ass felt so soft but solid. Like a squishmellow with semi dry clay. I could even feel his butt hair tickle my nose. Hell I could’ve sworn I felt one drop into my mouth but that was out of the equation my nose was the main focus right now and oh boy did it get all the attention from his nice supple ass.

It felt like forever until he got off me and his dad let go. I roll over on my side gasping for air but my loins were on fire from that experience. My friend stood at the edge of the ring to where I rolled and gave me a smug grin

“You…..you did this?”

He shrugs “maybe I did…”

Before I could get up and out to tear him apart I feel a powerful hand on my shoulder. I gulp and look back to see the big booty man himself look at me. I could see behind his shade he had the same look his son gave me before giving me a stinkface.

I knew then my nose was gonna be filled with Samoan butt funk for a while….but at least I’d enjoy it.

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