The three of you went back to Matt's house, but not before hot boxing Priscila's car on the way to Taco Bell. You ordered a bunch of burritos, and when Priscila rolled down the window to pay for them the smell knocked out the cashier. You all cracked up as the new cashier took your money and sent you on your way. At Matt's house you all sat in Matt's room and looked over your new large butts. "Well boys, big ass, big gas," Priscila said looking on the bright side. She then begun to make her ass cheeks bob up and down.
"You know I wasn't crazy about the legging at first," you began, "but the way they make my as feel, I'm rethinking my position."
"I don't care about them either way," Matt said excitedly, "I love the upgrade to our farts!"
"Yeah but the guy said it won't last forever," you reminded Matt.
"Yeah Mrs. Claus didn't make it last forever," Priscila lamented right before she farted in your direction blowing you against the wall. "Sorry," she smiled.
"Hey we may not be able to control the farts or how powerful they are, but we sure can have fun with them!" Matt smiled at the two of you. You all started nodding in agreement.
Over the next few days everyone at school learned who you were. Everyday when you arrived at school you exited Priscila's car playing "Too much booty in the pants!" as loud as you could. On the first day a lot of guys made fun of you for the leggings you had to wear, but a swing of Priscila's 68 ass sent them flying, and you and Matt would fart until they passed out.
By the end of the second day the three of you were sequestered to the back of the room because your farts smelled so bad that the others did not want your stink on them. Plus your farts were so powerful that anyone behind you would be sent flying. Especially if it was from Priscila. Her farts were extremely powerful. Any time anyone would comment she always said the same thing, "Big ass, big gas!" It was quickly becoming her catch phrase.
At lunch you three sat alone with all the other kids afraid to be with in ten feet of you. They never knew when one of them would be sent flying through the air. The three of you would often run your hands over your massive ass cheeks. Priscila would often make her cheeks clap as she booty danced in the cafeteria. The kids would almost shake in terror, despite how turned on they would be by her massive 68 inch ass, because each clap was accompanied by a blast of anal gas. Her long black hair and white smile would always make the boys melt and make them forget how deadly her ass was.
Even you and Matt had some female admirers of your giant asses. It was hard for you to walk through the hall without some girl pinching your ass. You giggled at he pinch but felt bad as it alway made you blast a long and smelly stink on the girl who pinched you.
Soon the three of you walked down the halls as the new rulers of the school. Students sent flying from explosive gas or forced to throw up from rancid sweaty booty smells. Even the teachers were fearful of your badonadonks, and you three liked it that way.
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