You wake up on a hard surface. The last thing you remember is buy tickets to a soccer game yesterday to see your hero Alex Morgan play. You remember that the guy that sold you the tickets said they were front row seats and they were super cheap. You look around and you realize you are on a bench. You also see that there are many naked women around you changing and noticing the signs you realize you are in a locker room.
You then see the door open and your hero Alex Morgan walks in. You get excited and she walks up to you and sits down next to you. You are staring at her shorts and they look like a skyscraper to you. You reach out to touch it and you feel the cloth and the softness of it. You also feel something wet on it. You investigate further by putting your face on it and sniffing and you instantly start coughing. You realize that the smell is of sweat. Lots of it. You notice that where you sniffed is right on her ass cheek. You check your watch that shrunk down with you and you see that you missed the game. Putting two and two together you realize that Alex already played and she just got back from the field. It explained how she got so sweaty. All the other players start filing out the locker room until you are left with just you and Alex. She mutters “finally” and she puts her earbuds in as she also grabs her soccer bag. She pulls out clothes from her bag and places them on the other side of her.
She then lifts up her right butt cheek that is facing you and grunts. It dawns on you what she is doing right as you hear a noise like thunder. You stare at her shorts as you make out the outline of her ass cheeks and ass crack. Right after the thunder stopped, the tornado started. A wind rushes out of her shorts and picks you up. The wind is warm and acts as a tornado as it sucks you up and flys you up. You panic and start breathing rapidly when it hits you. The smell hits you. Immediately you start coughing as the smell of pure shit and sweat flows into your lungs. It is absolutely disgusting and swirls around you, but luckily it leaves as quick as it came. You start falling, but you are not over the bench anymore, you are over Alex’s bag. You fall straight into her bag and your fall is stopped when you hit a white Cotten cloth. You realize this is her sweat towel as you breathe in and smell the same thing you smelled when you put your face in Alex’s shorts. But the smell was way better then the tornado
The towel then starts rising. You flip onto your back and you watch as you rise out of the bag and close to Alex’s face. She was looking at something on her phone and didn’t notice you. As this happens you remember the sweat towels are used for collecting sweat… You start running to get off the towel but Alex started moving it already and you get flung back on your back. You are brought under her shirt and she brings the towel up. You move past her belly button, then her boobs, and finally you reach your destination. Alex Morgan’s left armpit. She shoves the towel and you in her armpit and you scream as your mouth lands on it. The sweat starts collecting on your mouth and the taste is so much worse than the smell. It is salty like an ocean but it is sweet like sugar. The contrast mixes in your mouth and leaves a very noticeable after taste when you swallow. It is also very humid under her shirt and that creates a musk around Alex’s armpit. That is all you can breathe and the smell wasn’t as bad as you thought. It was somewhat intoxicating and you feel yourself becoming aroused for some reason. She then pulls you away from her left armpit and brings you to her right armpit as the process repeats. Finally after 5 minutes collectively on both of her armpits, she pulls you away and you expect to be brought out of the humid shirt environment, but you don’t leave yet.
Alex brings you to her chest and shoves the towel between her boobs. They were small but so intoxicating. You are rock hard as she drags you and your cock on her boobs. Maybe it was the hormones going on in your head but suddenly the sweat was good. But it didn’t last long as she pulled you out of her shirt. She then stood up brought you to her waist. You got excited thinking you were going to her thighs and pussy but she brings you back. The towel is brought to her back and you realize you were are going. Back to her ass. Alex shoves the towel in between her cheeks and clenches. She starts twerking and rubbing you up and down. The environment was like under her shirt but ten times worse. You started sweating cause of how hot it was and the cloth for her shorts held the heat and sweat in well. Your tongue flew out and you licked her shorts. You were right in her butt crack and it tasted like that. Full of sweat and shit. You realize that if the shorts could hold in the sweat, it can hold in Alex’s farts. You hear a grumbling and you know what is going to happen. Your prediction comes true as you here thunder again and the tornado comes back out. You quickly find how far in Alex’s cheeks you are as her anus starts vibrating on your dick. It felt amazing even though she was farting on your penis. You bust on her shorts and you hat Alex moan. You pant rapidly after that and you breathe in the fart. The tornado wraps around your head again and force feeds you the fart. It should smell awful, but your hormones make it smell good and you actually start enjoying yourself. You expect the smell to dissipate quickly again but it doesn’t. The shorts hold in the smell so well that you are Dutch oven In her shorts. The humidity, sweat, and smell get to you and you start enjoying all of it and breathing it all in.
Alex then unclenches her cheeks and sadly pulls you away from her ass. She brings you up to her face and finishes off by rubbing you over her neck and face. She then stares at you and you think you are found but her face scrunches up and she sneezes on you. Her snort and boogers get all over you and in your mouth. They are bland but slimy and disgusting. They act as a glue holding you down to the towel.
She then drops you back in the bag as you breathe in the salty sweet smell of her sweat. Alex starts changing and you get a front row seat to her stripping. She takes off her bra and panties and puts new ones on. She puts on a new shirt, pants, and socks and crumples all the old ones into a pile. Your view is blocked as she throws them into the bag and you watch as Alex Morgan’s sweaty game day clothes fall on you.
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