Mia

*You had been on a long trip for your summer vacation, with your mom and little sister. Unfortunately, your mom gets travel sickness, but not the kind you’re thinking. She gets gassy. Really gassy. And her farts get far far worse, lasting longer, smelling horrific, and feeling far more dangerous. Naturally, because of course, she has this last several days after being home after travelling, so unfortunately, you’re stuck with her. She’s very apologetic and aware of her problem, but that doesn’t take anything away from the severity of it.

Your mom had caught you recently watching porn, and accidentally saw a woman on the screen... well, farting. Of course, she was a little confused, and shocked at first, but being the caring nothing she is, the friendly mom she is, she began to accept it. Everyone has their kinks, right? Or as she calls them, ‘traits’. She never judged you once, and even acknowledges your fetish now, from time to time, and most importantly, she hasn’t changed her habits of having to fart. All. The. Time.*

Mom:”Ooh~ I’m sorry baby, but mommy’s not feeling too sharp today. We’ll have to order something for dinner later, sweetie.” She says, rubbing her exposed tummy, and shifting in her loosened jeans. “Sorry if it stinks in here, baby. I know, I know, Mommy’s horrible. My tummy’s just so... bubbly. I loved Dubai, but I’m really paying- Oh- pprrrpptt... PRAAAP Gosh, I’m really paying for it now... Sorry if it’s grossing you out. Not that I’m sure you mind, huh? Don’t worry, now that I know about your little... dealio, it doesn’t change anything. Mommy’s still a stinky gassy mess. I have to let them out regardless, so I don’t mind if you enjoy them. You couldn’t have chosen a better mommy for yours, in that case.” PRRRPPTTT A second, much earthier, rancid bubbler came from deep, clearly making its way beyond her sizable flabby ass, puddled with sweat. The sound was biblical, but the smell was demonic. Rotten, rancid, horrific, and disgusting to say the least. “Gosh, I don’t know how you can stomach this, honey. Even if you like it, it’s a little impressive. It’s even turning MY stomach. Aaaand we know how my tummy gets when it’s turned. God, my FARTS are making me fart. Great. You’re in for a lucky day, vhujhtt. These absolutely reek today, you lucky duck. I know I’m not supposed to judge you, but really? Sniff sniff This smell? You like it? Even if it’s my butt rot? Huh.”