Tomo-chan Moms Let Loose

Tomo’s mom and her friends have a lot of work to do to discipline their kids.

Inside the Olston house sat the gorgeous mothers of our female trio on the living room couch. In the middle of the room on a counter lay a large pot of Ms. Ferris Olston’s delightful dinner.

“Ah, it’s so nice to get to see you again,” said a giddy Ferris sporting her overly long-sleeved coat along with a shirt and pants.

“Indeed,” replied Akemi Aizawa who was sitting in the middle of the two sporting a black sweater and a tight pair of jeans. “Thank you two for coming on such a short notice.”

“It was no problem,” commented Misaki Gundo who sat cross-legged in her pant-suit attire. “I said to myself: why not kill two birds with one stone?”

Scooping some more chili from her bowl, Akemi took another bite. The chili Ms. Olston made was indeed delicious, which is why all three girls finished their first four bowls so quickly.
Grgrgggrglbggg*

Akemi’s stomach rumbled prompting her to rub it with her other hand. “Yeah, it’s so hard to find time to get together when you’re always dealing with your troublesome kids.”

It was then that Akemi looked down to see how comfortable her seating position was. She had a nice place for her juicy buttcheeks which were sandwiching her daughter’s head. Underneath the ass of Akemi was none other than a confused, but physically weak Tomo Aizawa who seemed unable to resist her mother’s fat ass. Tomo had her head lodged on the couch cushion while the rest of her body was laid out in front of the couch. It seemed the other mothers had the same idea for punishing their daughters as Carol and Mizusu were both suffering the same fate under their mothers’ asses. However, Mizusu appeared to be fighting back as she was trying to push her mother’s meaty thighs off her poor head.

However, resistance would prove fruitless as Akemi was about to demonstrate why she was the head of the Aizawa household. “I can’t believe Tomo got into her third fight this week. I really can’t keep my eyes off her.” Then, without much effort from Akemi, a loud, brassy sound filled the room as Tomo could be seen writhing about under her mother’s stinky ass. “Honestly, I don’t know where she gets such crude manners from.” The smell of Akemi’s nasty fart then caught up to the other mothers, prompting them to wave hands in front of their faces.

“Well she does inherit a lot from you,” replied Misaki who coughed a little from how ripe Akemi’s stink was. “But who am I kidding, my daughter was in need of discipline as well.” Misaki then grunted as a succession of popping sounds came from her wedged rump.

Mizusu made muffled noises as her attempts to push off her mother became more desperate.

“What a wonderful way to spend time together,” Ferris stated as she was ripping silent farts on the face of her own daughter. “I never knew you liked farting in your daughter’s face as well.” A pungent poot from Ferris finished off her barrage.

Akemi rubbed her belly as she was getting more comfortable. “Well there’s rarely a time to let loose when the guys are around.” Akemi then proceeded to release a long, meaty fart from her jeans clad ass, causing Tomo to squirm desperately under her mom’s seemingly massive trunk. “I mean just smell these.”

Ferris laughed as she began ripping more farts of her own from her taxed bubble butt. “Ah but it’s such a wonderful thing for bonding. How else will your daughter know how much you love her.”

Akemi looked over to Ferris smiling awkwardly. “Um, what?” But before she could continue, a bubbly, loud fart from Misaki turned her attention to the ice queen.

“I only have times where Mizusu tries to outdo me, and it often leads to someone passing out.” Misaki strained herself releasing another bubbly barrage much to the distaste of Mizusu.

“Oh yeah,” replied Akemi who let loose a small, meaty fart. “Tomo was telling me all about how you two hotboxed everyone in the car.”

Misaki sighed before replying. “It takes a mother to show her children who’s boss.” Misaki then released a raspy fart into the trapped Mizusu. “I can’t have a daughter who thinks she knows better. Ngh,” Misaki grunted releasing a much deeper pitched fart that lasted several seconds. She then rubbed her stomach trying to sooth her ache. “Maybe this time she’ll stop trying to outdo her mother.” Misaki then pushed on her belly and leaned forward a little, a long, sputtering fart reverberated from her ass for several seconds, greatly impressing the other mothers and causing Mizusu to start squirming around desperately for fresh air. Misaki’s fart concluded on a wet note making her sigh in relief. “I hope that teaches you.” Misaki stated knowing full well her daughter heard.

However, Mizusu was a bit preoccupied by the rotten stench she was trapped under. She tried pushing off her mother’s meaty thighs to no avail as she was literally living off the fumes from her mother’s bowels.

Akemi was currently farting her butt off as the dish she had most definitely didn’t agree with her stomach.

Ferris smiled as she watched her sadistic plan come into fruition, farting on her daughter all the same which didn’t seem to bother Carol as much as it did the other two. In fact, Carol looked quite satisfied under the rump of her thick mom.

“That was lovely Misaki, you really showed who’s boss.”* Suddenly, Ferris noticed a spicy stench as she took a whiff of the stink they were producing. What perplexed her was how much raunchier the air had become, prompting Ferris to wave a hand in front of her nose. “My my I guess one of us really enjoyed the chili.”

PRPRPPRPPPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLP!!!!!!!!!!!*

Ferris and Misaki turned to Akemi as an extremely loud, juicy fart startled everyone in room. “Ahhhh, sorry. I lifted my butt a little bit after Tomo tried to escape.”

Indeed, Tomo was doing everything in her power to escape her mother’s Dutch oven, pushing on Akemi’s thick thighs and squirming around with her legs as her mother’s chunky rear smelled like a sewer.

Misaki and Ferris’ eyes grew wide as they smelled how bad Akemi’s farts had become. They subsequently pinched their noses as another raunchy cacophony of juicy poots escaped the rotten bowels of Ms. Aizawa. Akemi held her tummy with both arms as she was trying to make the process more comfortable. GrrrrGLGLGLGGGLUG*
After all, she was in for more than she bargained for.

PLPLPLPRPPLPLPLLPLPLPLLPPLPFPRPLPSHP$@PLPLPLRPPPPLPLPLSHPLT????!!!!!!

Misaki and Ferris covered their noses as a boisterous blast of juicy, wet farts assaulted the room with their stink. They could only imagine what Tomo was going through, only she didn’t seem to be struggling as much anymore. As Akemi’s blast ended in a questionably wet sound, she sighed as she finally felt some relief from her beany binge. “Ahhhhh! That felt really good.” GRGRGRGRGRGRRRR

“You have got to be kidding me,” replied an annoyed Misaki who was doing everything she could to ward off the smell.

Akemi smiled as her stomach relaxed.

PRPPSHPL€£??PRRRRPPPLPLPLPLPLPLP

Ferris and Misaki started gagging as the air was too thick.

PLPLPLRPLPSHBLRQ$@$$&&$????? PRBPLPRPBPFFFT!!!!!!!!!!

Akemi strained herself amidst the barrage of wet farts despite her underwear feeling a little moister than usual. She grabbed her stomach and leaned forward as nasty farts spewed out her ass like a hose.
PLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPPLPPLPLP-SHPLFT$&$?????!!!!

Akemi sighed once more as her gross fart concluded, leaning back to feel the slight relief of her tight bowels.

The other girls were currently gagging as they could not believe how raw Akemi’s gas smelled. “Holy hell Akemi,” replied Misaki. “If you’re going to rip one like that do it in the bathroom.” Misaki took some more breaths before continuing. “Honestly I think you should check your pants after that.”

Ferris feigned a smile as the air became clearer. “It’s alright Aizawa san. I’m sure my couch will survive the day.”

Akemi laughed as she too felt irritated by her own stench. “Sorry, I get a little carried away when I’m so bloated. By the way, what did you say was in this chili?”

Ferris smiled at Akemi’s question. “Ah yes, it’s my 7 bean chili with lots of fiber and nutrients. Me and Carol love to have this before we go to bed. Farting under the covers is so much fun.

Akemi looked intrigued as her smile faded a bit. GRGRGGRGRGRGRG!!!!!!!!!
And just like that, Akemi’s face turned to surprise as her stomach churned violently. She quickly put a hand on her stomach as she felt the gurgling sensation of her upset bowels.
UUUuurp!!!
Out of nowhere, Akemi burped loudly causing her large boobs to jiggle a bit. She then cupped her mouth catching another burp in her hand. “I think the washroom is probably a good idea,” Akemi stated faking a smile.

“Up the stairs to the right. The other one is still broken from, uuuugh, the slumber party our kids had.”

Akemi chuckled as she got up, she was about ready to release a baby elephant from her bloated belly. “Thanks, I’ll try to be more careful.” Though that might be a miracle given how destructive her bowels were.

PLPLRPLP!!!

PLPRPRLPLLPSHPLT$&&?!!!!

Akemi released two more juicy farts as the exited the living room. Her daughter laid out on the couch unmoving. Ferris and Misaki looked mortified at the sight of an unconscious Tomo. There was no way anyone was surviving the toxic ass of her mother. She was probably going to need more than a shower after that battle.

“I think I’ll have another one,” Misaki said to Ferris, farting grossly as she did so.

“Ah, of course.”







About 15 minutes later, Misaki and Ferris left the living room leaving an unconscious Mizusu and a satisfied Carol tied to the couch. Their bowels were irritating them greatly as they made their way to the aforementioned bathroom.

“Uuugh, I can’t believe we tried to finish that large pot of chili,” said Misaki who was holding her full, rubbing stomach with her hands whilst warm, silent farts were spilling out of her skirt-clad meaty rear like a faucet.

GRRGGggggglgl*

The surplus of fiber was really taking its toll on her bowels. Misaki could feel a massive dump wanting to escape her trunk as she walked with Ferris.

“Ah, me too,” replied Ferris who was feeling great as her hot farts warmed the back of her gray pants. “Though I must say I really knocked it out of the park with that meal.” Ferris then relaxed her bowels allowing a sputtering poot to escape her voluptuous butt. “Out butts seem to agree as well.”

Misaki made her way to the stairs as her stomach continued to rumble. “Indeed, I just couldn’t help myself with such a delectable dish even though it turned my guts inside out.” As Misaki touched the handrail, a massive weight reached her stomach. Misaki stuck her butt out and released another bout of warm farts.

PBPBPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPB!!!!

Her meaty melody greatly satisfied her bloated stomach, but that wouldn’t be enough as her fiberous dinner was just getting started.

Ferris waved a hand to her face to ward off the fresh smell of beans. “Oh my, I can see why your daughter couldn’t handle the heat.” Ferris then proceeded to rip a bubbly fart of her own, sticking her tongue out as she did so.

Misaki farted again as she walked up the stairs. “Just wait till I’m done in the bathroom. It might be a little….hazardous.”

PBBPPPPLPLPBPBPBPBPPPPPP!!!!!

As Misaki ripped another warm fart from her cheeky rear, Ferris leaned forward towards Misaki’s elevated position to get closer to ground zero. Given her perverted nature when to comes to flatulence, Ferris sniffed Misaki’s raw stench like a dog. The smell was raw and swampy, most likely due to how badly Misaki needed to go number two. Ferris ripped another lengthy fart making the stench a bit more sewer-like. She then sighed before proceeding up the stairs tailing Misaki.

As Misaki’s butt kept leaking farts like a faucet, Ferris continued to sniff her fumes a few feet away from her. Misaki was perceptive, however, realizing why Ms. Olston was tailing her in such a way. She looked back to see Ferris sniffing intently. “Are you really enjoying my farts right now?” Misaki stated somewhat annoyed.

Ferris looked up innocently putting a finger to her chin. “Aw, I just wanted to see if my cooking left a good impression.” Ferris then ripped another loud, bubbly fart, sniffing the rank air some more as Misaki sulked at her.

“I’ll never understand you foreigners,” Misaki replied as she finished her climb, continuing towards the bathroom down the hall. Ferris followed her as both women pooted with every other step.

A few meters from the washcloset, Misaki could hear the faint sound of bubbly noises coming from that very room. As she moved closer, she was surprised to hear how loud and sloppy the noises were. Misaki moved her ear closer to the door, cringing a little from the rotten smell emanating from the room. It seemed Akemi was still doing her business.

PLSHQRPLSHPSHPLCRFPLFPLP$@&@&$@&&?!!!!!!!!!!!

Akemi was still emptying her bowels as her diarrhea sharts only left her moderately less full. She had her jeans down by her ankles revealing her white underwear which had a visible dark stain in the middle from her sweaty rear and wet farts. She had a hand rubbing her bubbling stomach trying to sooth the ache as more crap traveled south.

PFPFPLPHSSPSHSPSHPQRQPLCRPLP???&&$&&$&!!!!!!

Akemi sighed heavily as her dirty rear continued to splatter the bowl in liquid poo. “Uggh, my stomach.” Akemi groaned, remembering how much she ate compared to the other girls.

PLPLPSHPSHSPSHPFPQQPPQQPQPQP$&$&&@&$!!!!!!!!

Outside the bathroom, Misaki and Ferris could hear the gnarly sound of Akemi’s diabolic dump making them look at each other in confirmation. Misaki then raised a hand and knocked on the door to indicate their presence.

Akemi looked towards the door remembering how long she’s been on the crapper. “Oh hey girls,” Akemi was struggling to keep a straight face as her bowels were churning violently. “Don’t worry, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

GRRRGRRGGRRGGRGGRLLGLGLGLL!!!!!!!

“Oh god, oh god.”

PLPLPLSPSHSPSPSLSLSSPSPPSPLSPSPLBPBPRPSHSHSPQQHQPQPQPQPQPQPQPQPSPLAT$$&$$&&&&&$&@&!!!!


Misaki and Ferris heard Akemi’s monster flatulence followed by her moaning in satisfaction. Misaki quickly moved away from the door as the smell being produced was making her queasy.

“Hm it looks like Akemi’s doing her business for the time being,” said Ferris looking blissfully smelling Akemi’s deflating bowels. Had she been in the room, Akemi’s farts would no doubt be too much for her. “Hmm, and this room was meant to be sound proof.”

However as Ferris was busy being weird, Misaki scoffed feeling her stomach wanting to let loose.

PffFFPFPFPFPFPT!!!!!!!

“Ngh, damn it. I really need to go.”

GRRRRRRGglglglglgl

Misaki winced as her stomach was growing impatient whilst vibrating intensely. “Don’t you have another bathroom in this giant house.

GRRGGLGLGLLGGL

“Nyaa, f—-fuck,” Misaki was holding her stomach in pain as it felt heavier than usual.

PFFPFFFFFFPPLPLPPPP!!!!

Ferris watched as Misaki struggled to contain her meaty farts. Ferris then smiled as she leaned forward

PLPLPLPLLPLPLPLPLPLPLP!!*

ripping a cheek-flapping emission from her pantsuit-clad booty.

Misaki peared over her shoulder looking a bit annoyed by her conundrum. “I’m guessing you need to go as well?” asked Misaki before another loud poot exploded from her taxed bubble butt.

Ferris just giggled releasing a cute little poot in response. “Not as badly as you I’m afraid.

PLPLPFFFFFPPPPPPT!!!*

Ferris winced releasing a brassy fart much to her amusement. “I just didn’t want to feel left out in all the fun.” Indeed, Ferris almost felt jealous that her gas wasn’t as rambunctious as the other two, most likely due to her experienced bowels being accustomed to such fiber-enriched meals.

PLPLPLPLPLPLLPLPLPLPLP!!!!*

“Ahhhhhh, well at least my rear isn’t having trouble keeping up. What do you think Misaki. Ferris turned to Misaki sticking her tongue out as she did so.

PLPLFPFPFPFPFFFPFPFPFPPPPPPP!!!!!*

Misaki didn’t know what to make of her odd companion as she watched her release farts like deflating balloon. However, the monster creeping on her back door would leave Misaki quite occupied as her stomach gave the signal to release.

PLPLFPFPFPFPPPPLPPPPSHPLPPP?!!!!

Misaki’s face turned to surprise as her meaty fart turned wet within a few seconds of her release. Misaki sighed as she clenched her cheeks to prevent more accidental poots.

Pffft*
PFFFFFFP!!*

“Oh, ngggh, crap,” Misaki closed her eyes desperately trying not to hold in her full bowels. She then turned around as looking at Ferris was only encouraging her to release more.

PFFFP!
Plplppp*

GRRGGRRGRGRGRGRGRGRG!!!!!

A sharp surge racked Misaki as more poots spilled from her pantsuit-clad booty. Misaki breathed steadily hoping her next batch of emissions wasn’t the end product of her indulgence.

Ferris concernedly looked at Misaki after another bout of her own poots. She could tell Misaki was struggling, but that a whole heap of gassy goodness was waiting to be realized. She looked intently at Misaki’s gorgeous ass, stretching out her tight skirt and making a clear, round impression, shapely, but not too big. Ferris smiled with a devious grin knowing what she would do next.

Misaki was currently distracted as she held her gut with her hands and closed her eyes as she strained. So Ferris got lower next to Misaki’s round impressionable butt bending over to put her face near ground zero hoping to get a nice whiff.

PFFFFPPPPPP!!!*

“Ngggh.” Misaki then farted much to the pleasure of the woman behind her.

Ferris sniffed intently before taking a strong inhale of Misaki’s bloated stink. She sighed quietly hoping not to gain attention as she continued to approach the ice queen’s nasty rear. Ferris sniffed some more as Misaki let out some silent farts to relieve pressure. The smell was horrible but almost blissful to the adventurous Olston. Ferris’ face grew a mad blush as she inhaled the lingering smell of her fellow mother’s lingering stench. That black most likely contained a lot of sweat due to the humid conditions of the day. It perplexed Ferris how the combination of farts and sweat could permeate such a morbid aroma.

PLPLPPPPPPFPFPFPFSHP?!!!!!!!!!

As Misaki let slip another juicy fart, Ferris’ blush grew more red.

“Uugh, my stomach is killing me,” Misaki complained in her stern manner.

GRRRGGGLGLGLGLGGLGLGLLGLGGLLGLGLGL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

By this point’s Misaki’s composure was broken as the surge in pressure made her all the more desperate to find a toilet. Misaki’s eyes widened as a cold sweat washed over her face.

“I don’t want to ask this but I’m just about at my limit,” Misaki said to Ferris. “Ms. Olston, could I perhaps use something else to relieve myself? Perhaps a bag or somewhere outside?” Misaki turned to face Ferris only to stop herself as she realized Ferris wasn’t standing anymore. It was then that Misaki looked down to see the mortifying display as Ferris was on all fours sniffing her rear.

“Ms. Olston!” Misaki angrily pronounced. “Have you lost your mind?” Misaki’s face turned red as she suddenly realized why Ferris had been so quiet this whole time. She was quick to start directing her derrière away from Ferris, however, the eager foreigner had already accounted for this.

Ferris suddenly wrapped her arms around Misaki’s belly forcing the stern woman to keep her rear in place.

“W-wait, what are you doing?” Misaki asked in confusion.

Ferris then stuck her face directly between Misaki’s smelly cheeks getting ready for what was about to come.

Misaki felt immense pressure around her tummy due to Ferris’ grip forcing her to almost sit on Ms. Olston’s face. “I, I can’t. Hnnnngh!!” At this point, Misaki had been unconcerned by the monster she had in her stomach.

PLPLPLPFPFFLPFLFPFPFPFPFPFLPFFLFPFLFPPFPFLPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

Misaki winced as her farts sputtered out of her ass like a hose, slapping against the face of Ferris Olston as she continued to inhale her stench. Misaki’s embarassment grew as two more boisterous farts exploded from her rear due to Ferris’s squeeze.

“S-stop….” Misaki was about to say something only for the sudden relief of her bowels to take precedent.

PLPLPLFPFLPPPPPSHPLPLPLPPLPPFPFPFPFPFPPP!!!!!!!*

An almost guttural fart escaped Misaki making the blush on her face grow immensely.

PLPLFPFLFFPFLPFPFPFLFLFFP!!!!!*
PLPLPLFPFLFLFPFLFPPFLLFPFPPPPP!!!!*
PLPLPPPPPFPFLFFPFPPFPFFLFPPFPFPFPPPP!!!!*

As Misaki ripped consecutive monster farts in Ms. Olston’s face, Ferris continued to bury her face in the cold woman’s buttcrack and huff a multitude of windy blowouts.

PLPPFLFPFLFPFLFLLLLPLLPLPLPLPPLLPLPLPPPLPLPPPPLPPPLP!!!*

“Stop! I have to….hngghhhh!!!!” Misaki strained as she felt another sudden rush to her rear that she couldn’t control.

PLPLPLPLPSPLPLFPFLFBRRBRBRBRBRBRBBBPLPLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPpppppppppppt!!!*

Misaki sighed as she felt much relieve from her powerful emissions. “Ohh, that’s the last time I binge eat chili.” Misaki sulked realizing that she had lost her composure for a solid minute as her farts got the best of her.

However, much to Misaki’s surprise, her stomach wasn’t nearly as full as it once was. Misaki’s eyes lit up as she looked down feeling her stomach had quelled for the time being. “Huh, I, I didn’t soil myself?”

Ferris then stood up facing Misaki with a giddy smile on her wholesome face. “Feeling better I assume.”

Misaki suddenly and angrily turned to Ferris knowing full well her disgusting act. “Oh, this was your plan?”

Ferris giggled as she offending smell of Misaki’s ass tickled her nose. “Ah yes, you were so bloated it felt like something solid was about to come out.” Ferris’s eyes then opened to greet an annoyed Misaki. “Speaking from experience, I knew the perfect way to loosen you up.”

Misaki stared blankly at Ferris before responding. “And how does sticking your face in by rear help with this?” Misaki asked angrily.

PLPLPLFPFLFFPFPFPPFFLPFLLLPPPPFPRQP!!!!!!*

It was then that Misaki was cut off by a juicy fart from the unconcerned Ferris. “Ahhh. Oh? That was just killing two birds with one stone.” Ferris then bent over slightly before

PLPLPPPLLPLPSHPLORPPPP?!!!!!!!*

another juicy cacophony bursted from her butt. Ferris then inhaled her fumigating stench before continuing. “My, it brings me such joy to see how our bodies react to my masterful cooking.”

Misaki continued to stare as she watched Ferris enthusiastically inhaling the tainted air around her. She wanted to scold this woman, however, after the show that took place downstairs, it would be hypocritical to call herself innocent in such rude affairs. Misaki instead sighed, grateful for the relief she was granted by her magnificent host.

CRRRKKK….

It was then that the door next to them creaked open with the inner room’s light shining brightly. Both women turned to see the door moving with the sound of a flushing toilet becoming much more clear.

It was then that the door fully opened with the gorgeous Akemi scratching the back of her neck. “Oh hey guys, sorry I took so long.” Akemi smiled awkwardly as if she was nervous about something. “Don’t worry, the toilet’s alright. I flushed multiple times so it would all go down.”

The other two girls were about to say something, however, a sudden aroma caught them off guard forcing Misaki and even Ferris to pinch their noses due to the irritation. It was like a sewer had just opened in the Olstons’ bathroom. ☠️☠️☠️☠️

“Yeah, though I kinda painted the bowl and it doesn’t smell very nice. And uugh, I ran out of toilet paper.”

Ferris worked up the strength to smile despite holding her nose. “Ah, it’s alright, I have more under the sink. At least the toilet’s still working.”

Misaki looked away as the smell was greatly irritating her. It was as if she could taste it on the tip of her tongue.

“Well I’m thankful for your hospitality.” Replied Akemi regaining her motherly confidence after her nasty business. Akemi then began walking towards the stairs. “I’ll just go back to the living room and check on the girls.”

As Akemi walked off, Ferris and Misaki were left with a bathroom and a hazardous smell.

PLPLPLFPFLPSHPLT???!!!!!*

But as a wet fart escaped Ferris’ rear, Ms. Olston’s eyes suddenly widened as she remembered what she was here for. “Ah yes, now where were we?” Without hesitation, Ferris entered the bathroom locking the door behind her.

Misaki’s eyes lit up as she watched the light from the bathroom disappear. “No wait!”

PFFFFPT!*

Misaki accidentally farted again due to her spontaneous reaction. She quietly sulked in disappointment as she stood there in silence. “At least I’m not about to burst,” Misaki stated as she ripped another airy fart.






Misaki and Ferris made their way down the stairs after both doing their business. Ferris patiently waited for Misaki hoping to talk with her some more. It was as if she grew a newfound comfort with the ice queen in more ways than one.

“Wow, I wasn’t sure if I’d pass out before making it to the toilet,” said a relieved Ferris whose gassy stomach felt much lighter. “Akemi really did a number on the place.”

“You don’t say,” replied Misaki. “Though even I was surprised I didn’t clog it up. The rumbling in my stomach grew so violent when you were in there.” Misaki looked down rubbing her tummy feeling the residual bloat from her gluttonous meal. A short fart popped from her booty slightly relieving her.

“Don’t worry, there are plenty of places to relieve oneself other than the bathroom.” After this comment, Ferris stuck her tongue out and released a sloppy, lengthy fart.

Misaki looked at her for a moment wondering the exact meaning of her words. She reluctantly ignored the comment knowing the answer wasn’t something she wanted to hear. “Huh, well I’m glad that’s all over.”

Misaki and Ferris proceeded down the stairs before Misaki released a silent toot. “Though I must say Ms. Olston, you make mighty fine chili.”

Ferris gratefully smiled at this giggling before she spoke. “Thanks, but I couldn’t have had such inspiration without my daughter and her friends. This was the perfect occasion for such a meal.”

Misaki then contemplated something before a rare, mischievous grin slightly formed in her lips. “You know, I don’t think my tank is completely empty. Maybe we could show our daughters just a little more motherly love.”

Ferris pumped her fists in excitement. “That’s great. I had the exact same idea!”

Both women looked confident as they walked towards the living room to where they shared their fun. However, a familiar aroma soon stopped the pair in their tracks as Misaki and Ferris’ eyes lit up at the sheer density of the foul air.

“Here we go again,” replied Misaki. She quickly braved the storm walking towards the living room trying her best to ignore the nasty smell.

“That’s the spirit,” replied Ms. Olston who ran after her.

The two knew they were in for a hell of a time if they couldn’t handle Akemi’s farts, so their only option was live with the smell. As Misaki entered the room, she took a deep breath trying to adapt to the rank air. She managed to keep her composure as she locked her eyes onto the red-haired, tall mother sitting in Ferris’ seat. She had another bowl of chili in her left hand and the other on her stomach. She was currently straining herself due to the fact that she was still eating Ferris’ fibrous dish after her monstrous blowout in the bathroom.

PPPFFFFFfffffffffffffffffpppppppp*

Misaki was surprised by how muffled Akemi’s fart sounded, but then she remembered where she was sitting. As Akemi sighed in relief, Misaki looked closer to see Carol was taking the brunt of the abuse under Akemi’s butt. It seemed Carol wasn’t enjoying her time under Akemi’s particularly rank rear. Carol was currently writhing around as if she was in great pain, a contrast to her situation earlier where she was enjoying her mother’s ass.

Ferris came behind Misaki looking pleased by this turn of events. “Ooh, it seems someone couldn’t help themselves to another serving.”

Akemi turned to the two acknowledging their presence. “Hey guys. Hnnngh,” PRRRPplplplplppllplpppplpppppppppp* “Ahhhh.”

Carol continued to struggle as Akemi’s stink pierced her nostrils like a knife. Her eyes watered as she did everything to escape her tight situation, but the restraints were too strong and Akemi’s weight was too much.

“I just couldn’t help myself to another bite seeing there was more work to be done,” Akemi stated ending in a mean tone as looked down at Carol angrily before releasing another meaty fart. As Carol continued to struggle, Akemi calmly looked at Ferris. “You’re okay with me punishing your kid right? If not I’ll get up.”

Ferris giggled as she grew amused by this turn of events. “Of course. My kid deserves to taste her mother’s cooking…” Misaki could tell Carol didn’t want to hear that, “…just as much someone needs to finish dinner.”

Akemi turned to Ferris bearing a devious smirk. “Don’t mind if I do.” Akemi then adjusted herself over Carol’s face. “Though I might need to make some room.” It was at that moment, Akemi closed her eyes and grunted, letting all the buildup in her tummy go to her butt.

PFPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFfffffffffffffffPLPLPLPLPLPLPPLLPLPLPLPLPLPPPPPPPPppppppppppppppshpppppPPPPPPPP… Akemi sighed loudly as her emission concluded …PLPLPPPPPppppppppppp*

The monstrous fart was like a toxic storm to the struggling Carol. The girl writhed around as she was overcome by the stench of Akemi’s now extremely irritated bowels.

Akemi adjusted herself once more as Carol tried lifting her hips up to wedge herself out. Akemi then crossed her legs covering Carol’s torso with her meaty thighs, giving the poor girl another object to pry herself out of. “Hm, maybe next time you’ll think twice before enabling Tomo-chan.” Akemi sulked before another smelly poot struck Carol, causing her to moan in agony as she soon realized there would be no escape.

As Akemi continued having her fun, another one of their captives looked to moving half-consciously. Indeed, Tomo looked to be opening her eyes as her restrained arms became animated. She began groaning in dizziness as the memories of her mother’s ass started coming back to her. “Speaking of which,” said Akemi looking over to Tomo.

Tomo was indeed groggy as the fetid smell on her nose had not completely dissipated. “Ugghh, my head,” she whined pitifully.

Ferris and Misaki were still standing viewers in this whole affair.
GRRRRRRRGGGG
However, Misaki was still eager on unleashing whatever residual flatulence was still left in her meaty caboose. “Well if you’re having fun switching partners, I guess some time with your daughter is fair game.” Misaki walked over to where Tomo was and stood directly in front of her.

“Uggh, wha-WHAT? No! Nooo…” Tomo screamed as she watched the dark-dressed lady moved her rear ever so closer to her face. Tomo screamed in a muffled tone as she could already smell the post-dump aroma of Misaki’s dirty crack.

Akemi couldn’t be more happy.

“We’re going to have a nice session together Tomo-chan.”

Already, Tomo was stricken with fear.

“Remember that time where me and my daughter hotboxed each other in the car when I was driving you two to school?” Misaki held the arm rest as if to stabilize herself. “Let me show you why I was the winner.” It was at that point Misaki strained intensely, more than she had ever done previously putting everything into this next fart.

pppppPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBBPBPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPPLPLPLPPPPpppprshpp!!!*

“Aggh!” Misaki moaned as she unloaded her bubbly flatulence onto the mortified Tomo. Despite not being as rank as her mother’s Tomo could clearly tell Misaki was trying her hardest with that one as it smelly extra ripe.

Misaki sighed before she continued. “I understand you’re strong, which is why we got extra tape for you.” Misaki then adjusted herself so she could reach the counter in front of her; she was getting ready for another battle. “Which means I’m expecting you to stay conscious for a little while longer, unless Mizusu was exaggerating about your endurance.” Misaki grabbed her used bowl and the laddle on the large cooking pot as she prepared another serving of chili.

“Wow Misaki, I’m glad you chose to help finish dinner,” stated a giddy Ferris who was enjoying the unfolding situation.

“Don’t worry Ms. Olson,” replied Misaki. “I’ll leave plenty for you.” After pouring herself a full bowl of chili, Misaki began eating it as fast as possible, just to make her bowels louder.

PLLPLPLPLPLPFLFLFFPLFLFPPFLFFPPFPLFPFPFPPLLPLPPPPPSHPLFfffp$&?!!!!

Of course, Akemi was having her own fun as she continued releasing monster farts on to the half-awake Carol. Akemi closed her mouth taking in another spoonful of Chili.

FPLPLPLPBPBPBPBPBPLPFPFPFPFPPPPRRPLP!!!!!

And farting again before taking the spoon out of her mouth. “Ah, this chili just goes right through me,” stated a satisfied Akemi.

PFPFLFPFLPLPPLPLFPFLFPFPPFLFFPPFLFPFLP!!!

“Ahhhh, my butt feels like a faucet, only with noxious gas instead of water.”

Ferris, enjoying the sight of Akemi punishing her daughter decided to sit with the red-haired tomboy mom. She sat on Akemi’s right side just aside from Mizusu on the couch.

PLPLPLPFPFPFLFPFLPRRRPPPSHPLPBBLPBLBPBPP-PSHPQQRPPLP$&????!!!!

Ferris curiously sniffed the air as Akemi’s fart ended a little wetter than usual. “I’m surprised my daughter has lasted this long,” replied Ferris happily. “It must be really swampy under there after so many close calls.”

Misaki raised an eyebrow at this unnecessary detail.

Akemi looked a little bashful, rubbing the back of her head with her right arm. “Ugggh, well, I think swampy might be a bit of an understatement.”

PLPLPLPFPFPFPFP!!!!

Akemi smiled awkwardly as she released another loud fart.

PFPPPPFPFFFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPPFPFPPFPFPPFPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Suddenly, Ferris and Akemi turned to see Misaki release an extremely loud, forceful fart.

“There we go. Hnngh.”

PPPPPPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFPFFPPP!!!!!!!

Misaki sighed as she released all her pent up gas onto the helpless Tomo. The force of her poots were starting to assault the nostrils of the restrained tomboy, as if they were infiltrating her senses. Tomo continued to remain awake and Misaki kept shoveling fuel into her chaotic engine.

“Geez, did my daughter piss you off that badly,”
PFFfffffffppppppppppppPpppPPPPPPLPLPLPLPLPLPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!
Akemi stated before casually ripping another juicy monster of a fart.

PFFFP!!
“Nggh,” grunted the pent-up Misaki. “I just can’t get over the fact that she convinced my daughter to hit that boy.” Misaki then swallowed another spoonful of chili before continuing.

PFFFFPFFFFFPFPFPPFPFPFPFPPFPPFPPFPFPFP!!!!!!!!!!!!

“I can’t have a daughter who goes around giving people black eyes for minor things like name calling.”

PFPPPFPFPFPFPPPppppppppppppppppp!!!!!

“Ooooh. So, what a better way to teach them manners then to show them how brutish we can be. Hnnnnngh!” Misaki leaned to the side a bit to give her butt more room.

PBPBBBPBBPBPBPBPBPBBBPBPBLPBPBPBPPBPBPBLBPLBPBLBPBPBPBPBPBPPBPPPPPPPPPpppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Ahhhhh!” Misaki sighed before another rush of gas traveled the opposite way. UUurp! Forcing an audible belch from the ice queen’s womanly lips. “Oh, pardon me,” Misaki replied waving the air in front of her.

Ferris giggled at this for its obvious irony. “Better out than in I guess.” She then proceeded to lean away from Akemi, placing her butt in the direction of where she was sitting.

PFPFPFLFPPPPPPPPP!!!!!

Akemi laughed as the sudden blast caught her off guard. “Hey, hey, friendly fire,” Akemi joked.

“Sorry, I was aiming for Carol-chan.”
PpPlt!
Ferris ripped a cute poot as she looked down to see her daughter. However, Ferris was alarmed to see that her daughter was barely moving.

“Um, is Carol-chan okay?” replied Ferris in a concerned, but playful manner.

Akemi’s eyes widened as she realized what she did. “Oh, um,” Akemi looked down to see her predictions were adding up. “Let me see.” She then lifted her rear to see Carol had stopped resisting and had her eyes closed. “Yeah, I think she’s had enough.” Akemi then stood up and stretched her arms around her shoulder.

PFFPFPLFPFFPPPP!!!!!!

Releasing another gross fart in satisfaction.

“Oh Carol-chan, say something,” Ferris cried as she scooted over to tend to her fart-smelling daughter.

“Is she breathing?” asked Misaki who was currently releasing multiple muffled poots onto Tomo.

“She’s breathing, but I think that was her limit.” Ferris sulked in this uncommon moment of remorse as she cuddled her daughter’s head. “Oh Carol-chan.”

Akemi looked a little remorseful herself as she realized she may have overstepped her boundaries. “Oh jeez,” Akemi stated nervously. “Well if you didn’t want her to pass out, why didn’t you tell me to stop?”

Ferris looked up at Akemi with a face of confusion. “Oh, yeah, my bad.”

“These Olstons are all airheads,” Misaki whispered to herself.
PPFFPPFFPPFPFPPPFFPFPPP!!!!
Releasing another fart in irritation.



“Ahhh, ugh!”

Suddenly, a loud groan caught everyone by surprise as Mizusu suddenly opened her eyes. All the mothers looked to see the dark-haired girl wide awake but still trying to remember why she was here.

PFPFFPPPP!!

“Huh!” Mizusu gasped as she looked forward to see her mother sitting on the other side of the 90 degree couch.

“Hm, looks like my daughter woke up.”

PFFPFLPPP!!

As Misaki ripped another gross fart onto the struggling Tomo, Mizusu began remembering the nightmare she had fallen asleep to.

“Have any sweet dreams? Hm?” Misaki replied sarcastically.

Mizusu didn’t say anything, she was too anxious and terrified to do something that would offend the one who put her here. She continued to breathe heavily as the thought of huffing more of her mom’s farts was causing her to sweat profusely.



PFFPFPPFLPLPLPPBBPBBPBPBBPBPPBPPBLBPBPPSHPRLPPPFHQPSHQ$&@????!!!!!

But then, a loud, swampy fart immediately broke the tension in the room.

“Uuugh, sorry,” replied an embarrassed Akemi who was struggling to contain her wet farts as she held her rear with one of her hands. “I think I ate those three bowls a little two fast.”
GRRRGGGLLLG

Akemi winced as her stomach was there to confirm her statement. Small farts leaked out of her voluptuous rear as her gas factory was overflowing from her beany binge.

Misaki was flabbergasted at this statement, having realized how fast Akemi had been making progress on the chili while she was on the toilet. She quickly switched her demeanor to her usual calm self.

“I can’t say you need pardoning.” Misaki looked back to Mizusu. A gassy Akemi, and a terrified daughter.

PFFPFPFPFP!!!!

Misaki hid her smile as she released a fart of her own. “You know Ms. Aizawa,” Misaki opened up confidently. “If you needed to let it out somewhere, there’s another seat with your name on it.”

Mizusu screamed as she heard this statement.

Akemi almost jumped as another big fart squeaked out of her booty.

“No, please stop, please!” cried Mizusu.

Akemi looked back to Misaki to confirm her blessing.

Misaki simply stared at Akemi, not wanting to repeat herself again.

Akemi smiled at this, walking over to perform her punishment.

“No no no! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!!” Mizusu continued to scream.

“If you were sorry you would be bawling like a little baby who stubbed her toe,” Misaki replied coldly. “Too bad your acting couldn’t save you.”

“No no no wait, wait….” Mizusu was then smothered by the obvious culprit. It was almost, too obvious. Once Akemi sat her luscious, jeans-clad rear onto Mizusu’s head, the rankness was immediately realized. Mizusu gagged as she could smell the raw swampiness Ferris was talking about earlier. She couldn’t tell whether the dampness of Akemi’s rear was all sweat, only that Akemi didn’t wipe sufficiently when she was taking a dump, most likely due to her running out of toilet paper.

“Alright, let’s hope you’re wide awake for this.” Akemi crossed her legs getting herself comfortable on her new seat. She held her stomach with her hand as she grunted. “Hnngh.”

PLPLPPPPPPPPPLPPPPPSHPSHPSHPSHPSHPSHPSHPSHPPLPLPL……

Akemi, looked visually relaxed during her emission as she slowly started lifting her butt up to let out more sticky farts. Mizusu was screaming all the way as Akemi’s flatulence turned from juicy to sloppy in a matter of seconds.

PLPLPPRRQRPLPSHPQPRFLPQ$&&?$??????????!!!!!!!!

Only this time, Akemi looked distressed as she quickly sat back down once she felt the soggy end of her disgusting fart; Mizusu’s panicked screams becoming muffled by her rear.

“Oh crap,” Akemi whispered to herself, quickly shifting her facial expression. “I could really use a bidet right now.”

GRGRRRGGCKRRRGGGGG*

Akemi rubbed her stomach to prepare for the eventual release. However, she stopped for a second realizing she hadn’t finished her last bowl. “Hey Ms. Olston, do you mind passing me my dinner?”

Both girls were flabbergasted by this statement, Misaki looking more obvious than Ferris. Given Akemi’s farts sounded like someone about to shit themself, this seemed like the last push to clean out her bowels. “Sure thing,” replied Ferris reaching over to the stool next to the couch.

PFFFPPPPPTPTPPLLPT*

It was then that Ferris ripped a raspy fart with her leaning rear facing the direction of Akemi. Akemi gladly laughed it off as she found the situation hilarious.

“Here you go,” Ferris replied holding the bowl in her right hand carefully handing it to the red-haired fart factory.

“Thanks,” replied Akemi quickly taking her spoon to put more fuel into the machine. She happily slurped away at her beany dish as Misaki was busy ass blasting Tomo.

PFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFT!!!!*

Misaki sighed after forcing a powerful poot onto her red haired captive. At this point Tomo had given up all hope of escaping. She was just breathing down every air biscuit trying to get the procedure over with, folding more and more with each pantsuit poot that warms her face and assaults her mouth and nose. Misaki looked more or less satisfied as she was producing constant poots at a constant rate. As she rubbed her belly, she looked over to see Akemi enjoying her meal whilst fumigating her daughter. Akemi strained a little before…

PFPRRRRPQQPQPQPBQBQBQBQBQBQBQBQBQBQBP!!!!*

…a juicy, guttural sounding fart caused Mizusu to kick and scream helplessly as the taste of rotten beans overwhelmed her senses like a chemical weapon.

GRggbgbbgbbGBBGGBBGGRR!!

An audible bubbling in Akemi’s stomach cause her to wince as she continued spooning more chili into mouth. Akemi then set down the spoon in her bowl, as she needed a second to relieve her stomach. She slowly rubbed her bloated stomach until a quick reaction caught her off guard.

UUUUURRGHP!!*

Akemi suddenly released a loud, disgusting belch as she kept putting pressure on her stomach.

PBRBRBBFBFBFPLPLPLPPBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLBPLB€£%#!!!!*

Akemi recoiled as a meaty, wet poot made her swampy rear feel even warmer. She quickly adjusted her posture as Mizusu attempted her escape, pushing on Akemi’s doughy ass with what little might she could muster. The humid stench on Mizusu’s face unbearable throughout Akemi’s onslaught.

BPBPBPPBPBPBBPBPBBPPLFPFPFPFPFBFBFBFBFBFBFBSHPSHpppPLCH??????!!!!!!!!!!

Akemi’s sloppy fart suddenly ended on another slimy note, relieving her slightly whilst making her underwear feel a bit dirtier consequently. It was almost as if the meatiness of the chili as well as its wet consistency was keeping Akemi’s farts slimy and bubbly. “Ugh, I think I should get up. I’m not sure if I just ruined my panties.”

However, before Akemi could do anything, Ferris suddenly wrapped her arm around Akemi, forcing her body against her in an embrace. “Don’t go now,” said Ferris. “This is going to be amazing.” Then, much to Akemi’s surprise, Ferris wrapped her forearm around her tender stomach, making the gurgling feeling in her belly grow much more intense as Ferris tightened her grip on Akemi’s midsection.

PLPLPLPFPBLBPBRQPLPSH!!

Akemi’s eyes widened as she lost control of her farts for a moment. “Huh, HEY, what are you doing?” said an anxious Akemi who’s stomach now felt like it was about to expel gas like a faucet. PLPLPLPPLPLPLPLPLP!!! Another fart exploding from her as a result.

“Oh, does this hurt?” inquired Ferris putting more pressure on Akemi as she rubbed her belly intensely.

GgRRggrrgrgrgrgrgrgrggrgrg!

A trickle of sweat went down Akemi’s forehead as she felt her stomach convulse. “N-no but I…I…ohhh,” Akemi looked down to hide the embarrassment she was feeling right now.

PLPLPLPLPPBPBPLBPBPBPBLBPBPLBPBLBLPLLBPBPBLBBPPBBLPBPBPL….

Misaki looked stunned as she continued farting on a weakened Tomo with her swampy rear. Ferris on the other hand was pleased seeing Akemi’s gastric reaction to her fart fueling dinner. “That’s it, let it all out.”

PLPLPLPLLPLPPPLPLPPPPPPPLPPLPLPLPPLPLPPLPLPLPPPPP

Akemi was still looking down as her juicy monster of a fart took a small pause. However, a sudden drop in her bowels made her lookup in horror.

PLPLPLPLPPLPPBPBPBPBLLPSHPQPRPPPLPQ-SHPLFT$@&&&$&@$&&@$&&????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Akemi turned beat red as the back of her pants felt extra slimy. Akemi stood up as her stomach kept vibrating intensely. “Excuse me ladies I think I’m done with our little activity here.”
UURP!!
Akemi’s blush turned brighter as an unexpected burp erupted from her mouth. If you don’t mind, I think I’ll need a second trip to the bathroom.

PFPFLLPPSHPLORFQ??$&&$&!

Akemi cringed as another greasy shart punctuated her statement. Ferris watched as Akemi sprinted out of the room, catching a brief glimpse of a dark splotch on the back of her pants. “Ahh, so glad I got to see the full extent of my cooking.”

PBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPP!!!

Ferris was suddenly cut off as Misaki ripped a nasty, bubbly fart in Toni’s face. “Ngh, you don’t say. How’s my daughter doing?”

Ferris looked where Akemi was sitting to see a once again passed out Mizusu, only this time she looked a bit, terrified. No doubt her face smelled like literal feces after Akemi’s messy farts. “She’s quiet, asleep,” Ferris stated in a giddy manner.

“Good to hear,” Misaki stated getting herself comfortable on Tomo’s nose.

PBBPBPBLBPBLPBPBPBPBPB!!!

“Hoo, we should do this more often,” Misaki stated after sighing in relief.

“Of course dear,” Ferris stated happily.