Siblings Stink

I have got to find a way out of this. Today started out pretty normal, until I made that bet with Layla. A little backstory first. About 5 years ago my dad remarried and decided to drag me across the country with him to live with what he called “our” new family. His new wife Vivian only married him for his money but no matter what I said he never believed me. Vivian had two daughters. Mariah who was 2 years older than me and was a little bit of a slob, but had some freaky genetics. She was always tall even compared to guys her age and around her junior year she became very let’s say… blessed. If she tried harder she’d outshine anyone in any room, but the thing is even without trying she usually did. She’d eat absolutely anything she wanted and never gain weight, my theory was her metabolism was so efficient anything she ate just immediately turned to gas. And believe me her gas was deadly, many times me and Layla would actively avoid her after she’d ate because she thought it was the funniest thing when someone was grossed out by her gas. Speaking of Layla she was very different then Mariah, Layla was a year younger then me she had bright blonde hair and was slightly shorter then average but made up for it by being freakishly athletic. All her life she played soccer and volleyball so while Mariah’s ass was genetic hers was built through strenuous activity and you could tell. Layla was always jealous of Mariah so she tried her hardest to out preform her through shear determination against Mariah’s innate gifts. Weirdly enough this even went as far as Layla wanting her farts to be worse than Mariah, and with her heavy protein diet trust me she achieved that. Many times they would each come into my room just to fart and see which one of their farts made me react the worse. While they did fart around me quite a bit they never took it too far. Until today.

Like I said before, today WAS a normal day. I had been home around a week and a half from my freshman year of college. It was finally summer and I was ready to rot away at home until I had to go back. I was downstairs playing the classic game new super Mario bros when I heard Layla come down the stairs.

“Hey man whatcha doing down here?”

“Nothing just playing some Wii like the good old days.”

“Ooo what game?”

“Super Mario Bros, I’m trying to 100% it while I’m back”

“That’s cool, hey do you remember when we all used to play JustDance all weekend long?”

“Haha yeah I do, I also remember beating you every time.”

“That’s because you would always cheat!! I swear you’d bump into me on purpose to mess me up.”

“Okay and? You’d always try and fart on me so I’d leave, so In my eyes bumping was fair game.”

“No, we all know you loved it, soooo definitely not fair game”

“How many times did you and Mariah make me actually throw up? I definitely did not and still don’t like them.”

“Whatever cry baby it was one time. Anyway what do you say to a rematch then? Since you always win right?”

“Hmmm I would but I’m feeling lazy from my day of sitting around. Plus you stink really bad right now so I’d prefer to be away from you.”

“That’s rude. Sorry SOME of us actually exercise. Ever head of summer sports? You should try it. And it sounds like you’re just scared to loose” she said this while flipping her hair obnoxiously. I could see sweat fling from her head as she did so.

“Okay nasty, and no I’m not scared there’s just no benefit to me for proving something I already know.”

“Okay fine, why don’t we make it interesting then. If you win I’ll admit you’re better and I’ll leave you alone. If I win you have to get on your knees pronounce me the queen of JustDance.”

“Tempting, but not enough. How about throw in $50 bucks and you can’t bother me for the rest of the week”

“$50 bucks? That’s way too much.”

“Too bad that’s my price”

“Hmph. Fine but if I win you have to stick your face in my ass and smell one of my farts.”

“What?? Where’d that come from. I wouldn’t even do that for $100, you’re crazy.”

“$200?” She raised her eyebrows at me. “Plus I’ll convince Mariah to leave you alone too.”

God I did not want to have to smell her fart from point blank but a week of peace and $200 is sooooo worth the risk. “Okay fine deal, but if either of you mess with me after you have to double my money and add an additional week of leaving me alone.”

“Fine I’ll agree, but when I fart in your face you can’t move and have to smell every bit of it otherwise you have to do whatever I say for one week, still accept bro?”

I shuddered at the thought of her bossing me around for a week, but I could definitely take one fart incase I lost. “Quit talking and let’s do this thing.”

With that I sprang up from my seat ready to destroy her at some justDance. We connected her control and got ready to play.

“What song should we do?” I asked her

“Hmmm. What about Who let the dogs out?”

“Oh hell nah you played that one way too much, it would be so unfair.”

“Ugh baby, what about Womanizer?”

“Okay sure that works for me” and with that we loaded it up. Before the song even started I heard a discreet *ffpttt*. Immediately I was hit with a wall of stench. It smelt like spoiled milk that was left in a locker for 3 days.

“No way Layla that’s terrible.” Tears welling up in my eyes I missed the first couple moves giving her a major head start. Choking on the fumes I tried to lock in and catch up to her. 30 seconds in I was rapidly gaining on her (little did she know this was my favorite dance and I’d perfected it when we were kids). Seeing I was gaining on her, her face became red. At first I thought it was from anger but then. *sppttttt* She had been pushing out another fart. Before it even ended the stench hit me. Somehow it was worse than the last. Embarrassingly JustDance was making me breath harder then usual so I was huffing in her fart. *pffftttt* Oh my god. It was like getting hit with pepper spray. Tears were dripping down my face while the smell invaded my senses with a paralyzing effect. Oh no. The song was almost over and she had almost double my points. Not having any other choice I bumped into her causing her to lose her balance and fall over. I focused with every bit of my being and hit every move left with the precision of a neurosurgeon. Layla was almost taken aback by the fluidity of my dance moves. She stood there in awe, watching me go. And with that the song ended. I had danced better than I had in my whole life….. But it wasn’t enough, I stared at the screen with my mouth agape. 5 points she beat me by. A number so insignificant it hurt. If I hadn’t let the fart get into my head I would’ve won, but it wasn’t enough. Looking over at her I’d never seen her so happy before.

“I’m going to love this. You have to inhale a fart directly from my ass bro. How does that make you feel? Being a big loser.”

The words she said didn’t register in my mind. I was still facing the fact that my face was about to be in her ass. If the fart didn’t kill me surely the sweat filled volleyball shorts would do it first.

Giggling Layla said “On your knees now bro, you know what you have to say!!” As she said this she put her hand on my shoulder and gently pushed down until I was on my knees. Still dumbfounded from my loss I didn’t know how to react.

Bending over so we were eye level she flipped her hair “Come onnnn bro, a bet is a bet. Go on and say it.” To rub it in even more she ruffled my hair the whole while still giggling. Cocking her head she smiled knowing I was defeated.

With my eyes downcast I flatly said “You are the queen of JustDance.”

“Nuh uh bro, gotta do better than that!!!”

Her giddiness was starting to get in my head. This couldn’t be worse for me and she’s here having the time of her life, and this isn’t even the worst part.

Lifting my chin up high as if I could save any dignity I had left “Layla you are the absolute queen of all of JustDance.”

“Wowww, such enthusiasm I love it!” Smiling even wider she grabbed my face forcing me to look her in the eyes. “You’re gonna show that same level of enthusiasm when smelling my fart right? I don’t want to have to make you smell another one if I’m not satisfied.”

Her face seemed playful and joyous but I could tell from her eyes that she was serious. Nervously I gulped “I.. I will. I will” I tried looking down but her grip on me was strong.

“Good big bro, I just know you are going to love it. Maybe I won’t even have to force you to keep smelling them.” Layla then faced away from me with her ass sticking out. “Hmmm before I fart why don’t you give my ass a kiss and thank me.” Not wanting to enact her wraith I played along. I kissed her ass thanking her in the process. I just wish she’d fart already so this whole charade could be over.

“Goooood boyyy. You sure do know how to make a girl happy don’t you bro?” She then laid a finger on her butthole. “Put your nose right here and get ready to sniff.” Fearing repercussions I placed my nose where she said. As soon as I made contact I felt the dampness of her shorts. Instinctively I held my breath not wanting to smell her sweaty ass.

“Breath. I won’t ask again.” She demanded. “I’ve been really nice to you don’t make me change that.” I took my first breath. It smelt awful. I almost yanked my head out on the spot. Her ass smelt like sweat and old farts. Her shorts perfectly kept all of her stink in as if saving all of it just for me.

“Get ready bro.” Disgustingly I felt her asshole start to poke out as if to kiss me. I braced myself scared for what was about to happen. One second went by….then two… then five…. I felt her asshole suck back in before pushing out again. Still nothing happened.

“Dammit, I can’t fart like this. I can feel them swirling in me. Lay down now.” Not wanting to annoy her I laid down as fast as I could. She straddled my face smothering me deep in her sweaty ass. With the weight of her on me the smell became even stronger as I was pushed deeper and deeper.

She laughed maniacally “Oh get ready for this one.” Again I felt her flex. Terrified I braced myself best as I could, but I knew there was no escape from this. My nose was almost entirely swallowed up. Suddenly we both heard footsteps coming downstairs. Like lighting Layla flung herself off me just in time as my stepmom poked her head through the bannister.

“Hey sillies what are you guys doing down here? Why is your brother on the ground Layla?” She looked back and forth suspecting something was off.

Layla quickly replied “Uhhh we were playing a game and he got upset he lost so he started calling me names and stuff so I pushed him over.”

“Stop calling your sister names and both of you come upstairs it’s time for dinner.” With that she turned around and walked back upstairs. Layla looked down at me and laughed nervously.

“Oh my God that was so close dude.”

“Maybe that’s a sign you shouldn’t fart on me.” I started getting up as I said that. Before I did she approached me.

“This doesn’t count.” She quickly spun around and bent over sticking her butt inches from my face. *pppppptttttfttttt* a long scorcher of a fart hit me in the face causing me to fall back over. It was like someone wrapped a used trash bag around my head. For a half second the only thing in my reality was the horrible stench of her fart. Before I could register what had happened she’d already made it half way up the stairs.

“Can’t wait to do that on your face bro.”

I desperately wanted to move out of her fart cloud but I was paralyzed by the smell. After around 20 more seconds of huffing her fart I finally got some motor control back and was slowly able to escape it and make my way upstairs.

I had maybe took two bites of food before I got up and left. My stepmom had made bean and cheese burritos, but the smell of Laylas fart still hung in my nose so I couldn’t eat much. After I excused myself I’d gotten into the shower and spent 10 minutes washing the stink off of my face. After the ordeal I went through in that basement I was exhausted so I headed to my room to sleep. Laying my head down my pillow had never felt so soft.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

I practically jumped out of my skin, not a second after I’d fallen asleep someone banged on my door.

“Who’s there?” …..

Hmm no answer. I got up and unlocked my door, this was the absolute worst mistake of my life, before I could open the door myself it flew open knocking me back. In the door way was Layla. She immediately closed the door behind her.

“Heyyy big brooo, did you forget about something?”

“Umm no, I just thought we were done, please I’m so tired Layla. I promise i will smell your fart tomorrow just let me sleep.”

“No can do bro, those burritos mom made fuuuuuucked me up. My stomach is in shambles and you are about to suffer. Hop up on that bed of yours so we can have some fun.”

“No Layla I’m done listening, you can’t make me do this. It’s not like we shook on the bet anyway, I said what you wanted plus I’ve already smelt like three of your farts today. I’ve paid my due so leave me alone.”

“I thought you’d say as much.” With a shit eating smirk on her face she pulled out her phone and showed it to me. Oh no. It was terrible. “Awww look at your face drop, as you can see I have a video of you kissing your sister’s ass. What do you think will happen idk let’s say if someone leaked this? What would that do to you bro?”

“Layla please delete that I’m begging you, please.” I was actually on my knees begging her. This is so humiliating.

“We both know what you have to do in order for that to happen.” She was dead serious I could tell. Looking at the ground I slowly stood up and laid down on my bed.

“Just be quick okay”

“Not gonna happen, I’m enjoying every measly second of this.” With that she jumped up on the bed and straddled me for the second time today. Thankfully she had changed into some soft pajama pants before coming to my room. Unfortunately by the smell id say that she still hasn’t showered. The thickness of the pajamas caused me to have to inhale quite heavily just to get air. Meaning every breath I took caused huge amounts of ass air to suck down my nose.

“Has anyone told you how comfortable your face is? I mean I know you’re my brother and it’s a little weird but your nose is wonderful.” She was looking back at me smiling like this was the most normal thing ever. She started stroking my hair. “Awww look at you, so miserable. Don’t worry it’ll be over soon.” She was enjoying this way too much. I could feel her pushing again but still she couldn’t get it out. “Ugh, I guess your nose is making me shy. I swear I’ve been farting all day no trouble.” I never thought I’d actually want her to fart, but slowly I was wanting her to just so I could be out from underneath her. Without warning she hopped off of me and paced the room.

“Ughhhh, come on stupid farts come out of meee.” Visibly upset she grabbed my tv remote and threw some random show on. She hopped back on the bed and laid down on her stomach facing the tv. Not exactly sure what to do I say there quietly hoping she’d forget about me.

“If you don’t put your face back in my ass I’m taking my pants off.” I’ve never put my face in someone’s ass so quick before. Actually I don’t think I ever have but you get the point.

“That’s what I thought.” As humiliating as it was, willingly putting my face in her ass. it at least was way more comfortable and easier to breathe. I was slightly worried that If she did fart like this the I might accidentally jerk my head when she did.

“Hey Layla?”

“Whatsup ass sniffer?”

“Umm, One can you not call me that and two do you think you could warn me when you’re about to fart so I don’t accidentally jerk my head?”

“Oh sorry I meant fart sniffer, and yeah I’ll say something. I want the entire fart sucked up by up.” After that neither of us said a word for around 20 minutes. It wasn’t so bad I could see the tv so I was able to focus on the show enough which made me not notice the smell of her ass. Except every once in a while I’d feel her flex which brought me back making me notice it again.

Suddenly she went “Five….. four…..” Oh no this is it. I’m not ready for this. Why’d I have to lose. “Three….. two……” Oh god here it comes. “One.” Multiple things happened in this moment. First I felt her push hard. Then I heard the door handle click. Then Laylas fart came roaring out of her ass. *Bbbbrrrrtrrrt…* Before it finished the door swung open and I instinctively looked to the right. Looking I saw Mariah standing in the doorframe mouth agape. ….rrtttttttttshhhhhh* Oh no. Praying Layla didn’t notice I quickly turned back and tried inhaling her fart. Immediately I gagged. Her ass smelt like a sewer. The fart sucked deep through my nose causing it to burn violently. Layla then smacked my head and rolled away.

“Oh my god Mariah it’s not what it looks like.” Layla said

“Well what the fuck is it, because to me it looks like our brother just sucked a fart out of your ass. What the hell type of shit are you two into.”

Face beat red I couldn’t even mutter out a word to defend myself, to say that this wasn’t what I wanted, that I was forced to smell it.

“No Mariah we were playing a ga..”

Before she could finish she got cut off. Mariah had shut the door behind her and locked it.

“I want action of this shit. Bro I got some farts too. You tell us which is worse or I guess better in your case.”

Shocked Layla and I looked at each other. Me In absolute horror and her in intense satisfaction. And then as if a light bulb turned on in her head.

“You moved your head!”

“No I didn’t I didn’t. It stayed. The whole time.”

“No I felt it move I know it did. Mariah did he take his face out when you came it.”

“Uh yeah he totally did right before he stuck his nose back in your ass and inhaled. Okay I have a feeling I’m not actually sure what’s going on. Fill me in.”

Layla jumped up from the bed shouting in triumph. “You have to be MY fart bitch for the whole weeeeeeek.” She started doing a little dance while shaking her ass right in my face.

“Why are you so happy Layla. Does it really bring you that much joy torturing me!!??”

“Oh absolutely.”

Mariah was still looking confused at both of us slowly starting to understand the dynamic. Layla then looked back at her and filled her in on the past couple hours.

“Oh my god bro you’re so dumb for agreeing to that. You can’t be mad at anyone else except yourself.”

Looking down at my feet I knew she was right, but I’d never admit it.

“I have to fart bro so come over here.”

“Woah who said YOU could fart on him? The bet was for me not for you. He’s my fart slave and he smells my farts not yours.”

Looking at Layla I almost felt a sense of safety until I realized what she was arguing for.

“So you want to play like that huh? Okay I’ll just go to mom and tell her what I just saw.” With that she turned around.

“Waitttt nooo. Fine you can fart on him, but just the one because I have a lot for him and he already missed too many today.”

Mariah smiled at me. “Get ready boy, I’m about to rock your world.” She walked over to me and stuck her ass straight in my face. She was wearing those short Nike shorts with her ass cheeks practically hanging out. If she wasn’t my sister and wasn’t about to fart in my face id probably enjoy it a lot more. *FFFFBBBBBTTRFFFTGGGGGGTTTTT* A massive hot fart pumped out of her ass. I tried pulling away but she’d grabbed my head and held me tight against her. The sheer amount of air entering my nose was suffocating. It felt like a hot breeze forcing itself through my airway coating every inch in the rotten smell of garbage. Satisfied she spun around to look at my face.

“Tomorrow I’m doing more of that.” Looking at Layla now. “And if any of you have a problem with that then I’ll have a problem with you.” With that she turned around and left.

“Wtf was that Layla. This isn’t funny at all. I can’t take anymore.” Tears welling up in my eyes she looked at me and for a second I saw guilt. She rubbed my hair a little before she got up and headed for the door. Instead of leaving she locked the door.

“What are you doing??”

“A deal is a deal. You have to smell my farts. I’m sorry but it’s what’s going to happen. Now are you going to fight me and cause me to act like her? Or do you want to listen and I’ll treat you nice? You have to decide right now.”

Looking down once again I realized truly how much I messed up. And I had no clue how to save myself…..