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[wmgm]

“Bro, look.. I told you Tanner couldn’t share a bed with a tiny.. especially when he’s wasted.. Poor little guy’s probably been under his ass all night, must be rank.”

pfffft

“Fucking hell, was that a fart? That’s gotta be powerful for that little man, haah.”

“Should we help him out? I think I can hear him yelling..”

“Probably, poor guy’s probably spent more time smushed against Tanner’s junk and ass than his girlfriend at this point.”

“Yeah, haha, I’m gonna snag him real qui-“

“Fuck.”

“He.. Rolled over..”

“Yep.”

“Should I wake Tanner up? What if the lil dude suffocates?”

“Nah, I can hear him screaming, he won’t suffocate, probably just smells down there. Let him sleep, they’ll figure it out when Tanner wakes up.”

“Yeah, ok.”

[wmgm]

Diaper farts 😝

[wmgm]

“Your tiny ass stands no match for me, Brendan!” 

Trent towered over his former roommate, who he had shrunk.  “You always ripped your ass gas all over the place, you left your dirty jocks and laundry on the floor, and your feet smelled horrible! Youre going to pay.” 

Trent lifted his foot and pinned Brendan under his smelly, socked sole. He rubbed his dirty sock all over his tiny bitch, pinching his head between his toes. 

He picked up the tiny bitch, and pulled down his sweatpants.  “Thats right bitch, your best jock. Its mine now’’ 

As he taunted, he rubbed the poor tiny all over his bulge, Trents cock springing up, the musky smell overpowering the poor tiny.  

Trent threw the tiny onto the couch. Brendan immediately knew what was going to happen. 

“PLEASE, DONT DO THIS!” Brendan cried. 

Trent stood over him, flexing his glutes, making his sexy, muscular, giant ass shake. He squatted over Brendan, and starting ripping deadly farts. 

“Ahhh… that feels so good.” Brendan was no match for trents hole, barely able to breathe he started crying. 

“Im tired, better take a load off.” Trent smiled cruelly, and sat down, enveloping Brendan in ass fat, without giving him the sweet release of being crushed. Brendan sobbed as he felt the rhythmic motion of Trent jacking off. 

[wmgm]

Stuck in a smelly singlet

It was 4pm which meant that college was over for the day and after school clubs were to start. I had always been good at wrestling, ever since I was a boy my brother and I would wrestle constantly. However, due to him being older than me he would always win, locking me in his signature move-the 'eclipse'. The move consisted of him straddling my chest, his ass facing towards me as he slowly peeled off his wrestling singlet. His sweaty, smooth ass would ripple against my chest as he ripped a huge fart on my pecs. The smell would slowly rise to my nose, the awful stench making my legs buck in an always unsuccessful attempt of escape. He would then start shaking has ass against my chest as he slowly dragged me closer to his jiggly cheeks. As his balls touched my chin he would always tell me to open my mouth. After much hesitation he would put his sweaty, salty balls in my mouth then sit his dirty, sweaty and smelly asshole on my nose.

I was in the school changing room getting changed into my wrestling singlet. The smell of B.O filled the changing room as I heard the door swing open. My brother and his friends stormed in, unlike before my brother stood at a huge 6 foot 1, his chiseled muscular body towered over everybody in the changing room as I saw him walk over to me. "Brad, Alex who's gonna tell him?"

'Tell me what' I thought to myself as Brad walked over to me. Brad was 6 foot tall and towered over everyone except Alex and my brother, Jamie. Me being 5 foot 9 I stood up to Brad's prominent pecs which were drenched with sweat. His armpits reeked of B.O as the patches of sweat covered his gray tee-shirt. "Coach says he wants you to wrestle Jamie man! You know what that means" he said as he walked over to my brother, who had his sweaty ass hanging out of his shorts. "ECLIPSE ECLIPSE ECLIPSE ECLIPSE" Brad and Alex yelled as my brother backed me up against a wall. His ass jiggling with every step he made towards me. I was backed into a wall as Alex hit my ankle with his shin causing my to fall to the ground. Jamie then sat me up against the wall as the inevitable happened...

Jamie spread his ass cheeks as Brad wrapped Alex's gray singlet around Jamie's waist and my head. Once everything was secure Alex pulled. My head absorbed into the shitty, sweaty crack of my brothers ass. The whole ass vibrated around me as my brother started twerking. His balls slapping against my chin due to his gyrating hips. Sweat dripped down my forehead and into my mouth as I breathed in my brothers shitty musk. The twerking died down as I thought my suffering was done.

I heard the chanting quiet down, the singlet was becoming loose, finally I could escape this smelly prison. Just as I was about to free my face from his ass I saw his pink pucker open as PFFFFFFRRTRTRTTTTTTTT. Jamie farted on my face as I felt myself start to feel dizzy I felt myself start to shrink smaller and smaller as my brother's ass began to descend on me. He sat on my limp figure-standing at only 6 inches I was like a puny little bug to him.

My brother passed me on to Alex as he opened the back of his singlet. He dropped me as I fell down his orange and blue singlet towards his large ass. His huge cheeks mashed against me as he walked to the ring, this match was going to be one from hell...

Thankyou for the picture @njboyndc

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Tiny Torture

You and your boyfriend had just finished working out, and headed to the locker room, where you two cleaned up, and got ready to leave. You sat down on the bench to tie your shoes, when your boyfriend slid close to you and kissed you on your cheek. You looked up at him, and leaned closer, returning the kiss. You two began to make out, and as you pulled away to finally tie your shoes you felt the sensation of falling, before slamming hard on your back. You looked up, and it seemed like the whole room had grown, or you had shrunk. You looked over to see your boyfriend just as confused as you. You ran over to him and hugged him in fear.

As you two embraced a shadow loomed overhead. You could also smell the distinct scent of musty cock. You looked up to see a bulge, in thin white briefs hang above you. It covered the two of you in darkness. The bulging crotch moved back a little, and you were able to see the entirety of the towering man who accompanied it. An evil smirk plaqued his face, and you instantly began to feel uneasy. A hand ran down his rippled abs, and salty sweat was sprayed at you. He began to crouch so he was eye level with the two of you.

“Looks like I found a couple of little homos,” he snickered sinisterly. You grabbed your boyfriends hand and began to run as fast as you could. Your boyfriend just sat there, letting go. You wanted to turn back, but your body kept moving. You looked back in horror to watch as the giant picked up your man, and opened the front of his briefs. Dropping him under his balls. You saw the little hands of your man stretch the fabric, but it was no use, he was trapped.

Even more terrified now you sprinted faster than you knew you were even capable of. It, of course was no use, with little struggle the man caught you, and pinched you between his fingers, lifting you up to his face. I’ve got a special place for little fag runts like you,” he said menacingly as he lowered you down to the back end of his briefs. You began to claw at his fingers, but it was no use. You watched as he stretched his waistband showing you his hairy, damp crack, and carelessly dropped you in. You bounced off of the elastic briefs and slammed into his moist ass. You slid deeper and deeper. Getting lower with each second. The smell of his ass was terrible. The closer you got to his hole the worse the smell got. A think patch of hair protruded from his crack, and it held the earthy scent. Your senses were overloaded with that flavors of must and salty sweat.

You heard the stranger chuckle above you, before turning around and walking away from the bench. With each step his cheeks clenched slightly, causing you to slide deeper. As you got closer to his hole you felt him take a particularly larger step before lifting a leg, which caused your body to near his grimy, stained hole. As his leg reached its climax height and squished your head in between his cheeks you felt his hole pulse, before a short, yet booming fart sprayed your face with a shitty scent so vile you began to dry heave. Trapped in its cloud you started to get a migraine from the intense aroma that just puffed over your entire body. Just as quickly as it came though, it went. His foot planted back down on the ground, and you were clenched between his cheeks. You felt him readjust his junk, which you assumed was to put your boyfriend in a more humiliating position. Unbeknownst to you, your man was choking on the thick scent of spunk and gunk gathered on the bottom of your captors scrotum. Choking on the wrinkles of skin that rolled over him, and trapped deep within their scent.

You heard the man joke with another gym goer about his thunderous toot, before he finished getting dressed and left the gym.

_____________

You were trapped in a musty darkness for the better part of thirty minutes. Crushed as this kidnapper sat in his car, and drove home silently. When you finally saw light again you were in a minimally styled studio apartment, dropped onto a coffee table with your boyfriend. You saw two mason jars on the surface, and watched intently as he got undressed, and opened the jars. Before you could put together what was happening you watched as he dropped your boyfriend into one, and you into the other. He began to sit back and stroke his cock. After almost ten minutes of watching him masturbate he grabbed your boyfriends jar and shot his load into it. Covering the sides with his spunk, and filling the jar up to your mans shins in cum and a little piss. You heard him laugh, pleased.

“Now it’s your turn,” he said looking at you.

“Watch this,” he said poking the glass of your boyfriend’s jar, as he stood up and spread his ass cheeks, before grabbing your jar and placing it against his hole. You already knew where this was going, and began to bang on the glass.

ppPpFffFfFfFRrRrRRPpTTtTt

A hot 8 second fart warmed the air up inside of the jar, and you began to choke on the skunky scent.

“I made sure to save all my gas for you buddy.”

bbbBbrRaPpPptTtTtfFFtT

A bubbly and rancid 5 second fart echoed through the glass jar, and continued to force horrendous gas into your lungs. Your body began to go weak.

“Oh come on one more,” he strained before,

BBbRRooMMpHht

A thundering toot boomed into the jar. The air around you felt thick, and was hot, like you were in a sauna. You fell to your knees and saw your boyfriend bang against his glass prison in retaliation. You coughed and choked, trying to get fresh air that simply didn’t exists. To make matters worse, as he set your jar back down, he screwed the lid back on. Trapping you in his fart.

“I’ll check on you guys in ten minutes and if your not dead we can play again,” he said as he carried your hard to a cabinet. As he opened it you could see even more jars with little men in them. Some floating in piss, coughing and confined, and even one that was just filled with brown. You began to cry as you realized you were powerless to a cruel giant.