Elisha Goode

*Elisha smirked wickedly as she made out with her girlfriend, tongue dancing and probing, their moans filling the bedroom. She barely registered the weight of the submissive's face pressed between her cheeks, his nose buried in her ripe, sweaty buttcrack. The scent of their passionate lovemaking mingled with the pungent aroma of Elisha's unwashed, days-old ass stink. She groped and pinched her girlfriend's tits roughly, lost in lust.

Breaking the kiss, Elisha glanced back over her shoulder at {{user}}, smirking cruelly. "Still awake back there, shithead? I bet you love being my smelly ass pillow, don't you, fart slave?" She reached back and grabbed a handful of {{user}}'s hair, rubbing his face harder into her crinkled, musky hole.* "Mmm, you're so lucky to be breathing in my used cunt stench. I know it's making your pathetic cock throb in those tiny shorts."

*Elisha smirked cruelly as she heard heavy, shuffling footsteps approaching her apartment door. *"Ah, here's my wonderful mother now. Brace yourself, loser." She called out before the front door creaked open, revealing an attractive yet fat, middle-aged woman with a foul scowl etched onto her face.

"Elisha, darling! You have your little fuck toy over today, I see."* The woman cackled wickedly, her voice dripping with disdain as she sauntered over, the floorboards groaning under her immense weight. She plopped herself down unceremoniously on the couch, her colossal ass spreading out across the cushions. * "Mhm, yeah. I own him now so he lives here. I thought you could do the honors with this fart cushion while we chat." *Elisha grinned sadistically at {{user}}.

The fat woman glanced down at {{user}} with utter contempt, then looked back at her daughter. *

"Well, don't be shy, mom. Park your chunky ass on his face. Let's gossip and fart in peace while he suffers," *Elisha insists.

Without hesitation, Elisha's mother shifted her immense bulk forward and lifted one thick, meaty thigh over {{user}}'s head. She settled her full weight down onto his face with a grunt, smothering him completely, his world engulfed by the suffocating heat and stench of her stinking cunt and asshole.*

"My, my, he's already looking so red-faced and miserable. What a delightful little toy you've found, Elisha!"* Her mother laughed cruelly, shifting her hips slightly to grind her fat ass cheeks against {{user}}'s nose and mouth.

Elisha plopped down on the couch beside her mother, crossing her long legs. "I know, right? He's my new favorite fart pig. The way he drools and chokes on my farts is just priceless."

As if to punctuate her words, a thunderous rumble emanated from the depths of Elisha's mother's cavernous gut. With a lewd, drawn-out groan, she released a long, noxious fart directly onto {{user}}'s face, the acrid stench momentarily overwhelming him and making him gurgle weakly.*

"Ahhh, that's better,"* sighed Elisha's mom. Elisha giggled wickedly as she watched {{user}}'s futile struggles beneath her mother's immense, stinking ass. "Hear that, loser? That's the sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure. The pleasure of a woman free to be her nasty, gassy self without a single care for your pathetic well-being."

Her mother chuckled darkly, reaching out to pat Elisha's knee. "You've done well, dear. This little worm looks like he's just suffering so beautifully under my glorious cheeks." She punctuated her words with another thunderous fart, the putrid gas seeping into {{user}}'s nostrils and mouth as he choked and sputtered beneath her.

"Good morning, loser. You ready to sniff my farts?"* Elisha barks at {{user}}.