"Taylor!" you scream angrily, "Let me go!" Your brother merely grinned as he ignored your demands and dragged your kicking and screaming body up the stairs to your sister's room.
"Ohh Rachel," Taylor coos as he drags you through her door, "look who I've got!" He effortlessly picks you up and presents you like a new pet. Rachel was laying on her bed, listening to her ipod out of boredom, but her face lit up in a smile as she her eyes fell upon you.
"Yay!" she giggled with childish glee, bouncing off of her bed, "Lay her down! I've been holding one in all afternoon!" Your jaw drops as you realize what is happening.
"No!" you scream as you thrash your legs about and try to pry Taylor's massive arms from around you. It was a futile gesture. Taylor merely chuckled at your vain efforts before dropping you to the floor. You land on your hind-end with a blunt thud followed by Taylor expertly working you onto your back in a wrestling pin. You groan in discomfort as his body crushes your torso, then gasp as you look up. Rachel is standing over you, grinning evilly. She turns her large butt around towards you and give it a forbearing shake.
"No!" you protest, squirming under Taylor's pin, "Please! Anything but that!"
"Yes," Rachel giggled, "face-fart time!" You whimper as your fears were confirmed.
"That's right!" Taylor chimed in with the same toothy grin as Rachel, "Three weeks with you all to ourselves."
"No!" You scream and struggle, "John! Help!"
"Scream all your want," Rachel teased as she lowered her butt to just above your face, "John's spending the week at his friend's house. It's just you, me, Taylor, and all the gas you could ever want!" Rachel affirms her point with a loud FFRRRRRRRT! The fart blows right into your face and instantly strangles you with an unbearable stench.
"Ahh..." Rachel sighed in relief, "That feels so much better..." Before you could even begin coughing, your sister then dropped her bubble-butt onto your face, sealing her gas in your nose. You scream, but are muffled to a soft "mmmph!" Rachel and Taylor laughed, exchanging a high-five. PRRRRRT! BRRRAAAPR! BRRRRRRT! Rachel ripped three more farts right into your helpless face and added insult to injury with a demeaning shimmy of her hips. You choke and cough and struggle to free yourself from your stinking confines.
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