More of a Firegun
Chapter Seven
Anna awoke to find Elsa's butt normal-sized again, sitting directly over her face.
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
….her sister's butt went.
It smelled like liverwurst that had been left on coals all night. Really nasty.a
The queen also had on panties depicting Aoi's face this time, her blue hair shimmering behind her as her lips were puckered.
"Kiss Aoi now, dear sis. Your girlfriend wants her kisses," Elsa taunted.
But I was under real life Aoi's butt yesterday, Anna thought. Why did her sister think this was appropriate?
Also girls' pictures on Elsa's panties being her girlfriends? Why couldn't Elsa see that Anna desired her as a love partner, not pretend relationships with girls the queen wore the faces of on undergarments.
"It's not my panties I'm asking you to think of as your girlfriend," Elsa said, as if she could read the princess' mind. "It's my butt. The panties are just motivation for you to think that way. And soon, she'll be more than merely your girlfriend."
What did Elsa mean? The idea of a butt being her girlfriend is weird enough. What more could Elsa mean? The step after being her girlfriend was..but that didn't make any sense.
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Such a horrendous fart. Anna wished she could dig out from under here, that was so gross.
"You are supposed to be kissing my butt," Elsa reminded her. "I'm this close to peeing on you," she added, showing her fingers a few millimeters apart.
"I'm not a toilet," Anna wanted to the words couldn't come out for Elsa to hear, not with the queen's butt in the position over Anna's face it had taken.
Unable to speak these words, she decided to just kiss the butt over her. She did just that.
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A fart that smelled twice as bad as the previous one made Anna gag. Elsa reached back a foot and rubbed it against Anna's cheek. It was a very dirty foot, also cold from ice Elsa had placed on the bed to make it feel tat wa.
Anna nearly sneezed but Elsa slammed her butt down with vigor and began grinding assiduously. Anna no longer needed to sneeze, thank goodness. But Elsa's butt had so much more fart to release.
Lllllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaffffffffffffffffffffffhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooookkkkkkkkkkkjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmggggggggggggg
Even Anna's eyes felt submered by the gas. Oh gosh it was terrible. And while grinding her posterior over Anna's face, Elsa continued to rub her cheek with her foot.
Elsa then ate a whole stack of pancakes, and a tower of waffles, as well as seventy slices of bacon. Then she drank down chocolate milk which had the ability to convert that food into flatulence with much less time than usual.
Indeed, it was only twenty minutes later when pancake farts burst out of the platinum blond's posterior onto the princess' face. Then came the waffle and pancake and bacon farts together. It was like three different terrible smells coming together to make something ten times as smelly.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlllllllllllllllllllljjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwttttttttttttttaaaaaaaaaaaa
Pppppppppppppppbbbbbbbffffffffffffffftttttttt
"You stopped kissing," Elsa said. "And I really need to pee."
She set her vagina over Anna's lips. "Lick," she ordered.
Anna complied, tasting a very intimate part of her sister's body. But she dreaded what Elsa had said she'd unleash while she did this….
But Elsa suddenly scooted off of her. "Nah, it's not time for that yet," she said. "But soon my dear sister."
She stepped on her dirty laundry as she made her way to the bathroom. "To make my feet dirtier," she said to Anna, chuckling.
Then she danced out of her room, to go urinate.
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Did that mean Elsa would pee on her in future? That was icky. Right? But was it really that much worse than being farted on?
Yes, Anna thought. It would mean being defiled. She did not want to be defiled.
The fart was something else. But being peed on? No, no way.
And yet the wonderful taste of her sister's pubic hair on her lips made her smile. So intimate. Maybe Elsa was given her a hint that she liked her that way.
Elsa returned and slammed her butt down on the princess' face with extreme force.
Tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttfffffffffffffffffffsssssssssssssssssssjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
…..went the posterior of the blond beauty.
Ick. Anna's mouth got blasted with sulfur, smelling of steak and poached eggs.
And Elsa's butt wasn't done.
Tttttttttttttttttttttthhhhhhhhhhhhhhhvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
Dddddddddddddllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllsssssssssssssssssssssss
Tttttttttttttttttttttttttvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
So disgusting. Smelled like all kinds of food which have good odors to inhale when they actually are food…
But when they come out the lower end, they are torturous for the nose.
"You are supposed to be kissing it," Elsa barked. "My butt, I mean."
Of course. The only part of Elsa she would let her sister kiss, the part which squirted foul-smelling gasses in her face.
Either way, Anna kissed her sister's butt. It was a hot part of her body, which did excite Anna. But it wasn't the same as kissing Elsa on the lips or shoulder or any other place on her body.
Elsa returned, her panties down, holding up the hem of her dress.
"Well, I got to the toilet," she announced, "but just as I was moving my butt toward the seat, I realized that I'd rather just give you a warm, golden shower after all."
"No, Els—!" Anna started to protest, but her sister's urethra was now over her mouth, and a rich, golden liquid thundered out, drenching Anna's tongue with its moist ickiness.
While this was going on, Elsa's butt clenched down on Anna's button nose and went PPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Anna started to scream, this fart was so much more atrocious than most of what Elsa had released so far, outside of last night when he posterior had been enhanced in size.
But the queen took this opportunity to send a long stream of liquid unceasingly down the princess' throat. In matters of taste, it had to be ranked as the worst drink Anna had ever had the misfortune to quaff.
But at the same time, she felt enriched in a weird way. Elsa had chosen her to do this on. Had anyone else been this close to Elsa's vag? Most likely not. And here it had been pressed against her lips. She was extremely lucky. No denying that.
She just wished it had been in a more sexual contest which didn't involve urine cruising down her esophagus.
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Ppppppppppppppppplllllllllllllllllllllllllmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Elsa's anus was out of control! And her urethra had ceased giving Anna drink, which meant that the queen had tucked her precious sex away in her panties while leaving them down so her bare butt still sat on Anna's face.
Three more hours of farting before the queen vacated the room to take care of her duties.
Before leaving however, Elsa promised there's be more watersport fun ahead, whether Anna wanted it or not.
Did she want it? She couldn't really say for sure yet. Her senses kept telling her she shouldn't. But honestly, she sort of enjoyed being Elsa's fart slave, and that she couldn't leave this room. The farts still rankled her nose, but they weren't too unpleasant. Well, sometimes. But whatever, it wasn't necessarily bad to have them sprayed in her face.
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When Elsa came back a few hours later, a pink-haired girl accompanied her.
"This is Misaki, sister of Aoi and Hikari," Elsa said, presenting the pink-haired girl. "And now she will make you my official fart slave."
"What?" Anna asked. "Isn't it official already?"
"Nope," Elsa said. "After this day, you will really be my fart slave. Which means I'll have total control."
"This is a joke, right?" Anna asked.
"No joke. I want you to have no way of resisting my farts and golden showers. And so I got Misaki here to make it happen."
"But Elsa…that's r-ridulous," Anna stammered. "I have to have some freedom, right?"
"You have the freedom to smell my farts every day for long hours. That's all the freedom you need."
Anna looked at Misaki, hoping she would say, "Your sister's just kidding around." But Misaki's expression had a serious note.
Misaki had donned on a white dress. And now she was singing and clapping her hands.
Join them,
Butt lover,
To her sister's ass she will be wed.
She will not be permitted to resist
The flatulence her sister wishes to
Thrust upon her.
When Misaki finished the song, she lifted her dress and sat on Anna's face.
Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyypppppppppppppppppppplllllllllllllllllllllllllllllkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Her farts were so wet and icky! Unlike Elsa's, Hikari's, or Aoi's, this was disgusting central.
Misaki released several more. "Her face is so soft," she said. "I could fart on it all day…"
Please no, Anna thought. She couldn't take that much fart. She was already gagging from the last huge one.
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She nearly puked at that! Had to swallow it to keep from doing so.
Hikari entered and shoved Misaki off with a foot. "She's smelled enough of your nasty gas. It's my turn."
Hikari slammed her butt onto Anna's nose, and rippled out a long fart.
Tttttttttttttttttttttttggggggggggggggggggggbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhppppppppppppppppppppzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Anna didn't even have a few seconds to finish inhaling this one before the next one began.
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Hikari's farts weren't wet, at least. But they were smelly!
Aoi took a seat next. "Oh, it feels so good to rest my butt on a face again," she said, grinding around before unleashing her monster fart.
BBBBBBBBBBBNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKK
Anna wished she could breathe in roses to cover up the smell, but not like she could reach for a bouquet in this position, anyway.
Misaki and Hikari then sat on her face, butt to butt. Wet haired farts erupted from the pink haired girl's butt, and super stinky ones from the blond.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnn
Jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkklllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ffffffffffffffffffffffggggggggggggggllllllllllllllllllmmmmmmmmmmmmm
She was forced to inhale multiple gross farts, which all assaulted her taste buds with putridness.
Finally after three hours, and farting from all three of the Sakurada sisters constantly, Anna got relief.
Elsa had been gone while they were there, and she returned all flustered.
"Where have you been?" Anna asked, for she felt certain that if Elsa had returned sooner, she wouldn't have had to endure the potent gasses from the other three girls as long.
"Farting on Akane while her sisters kept you busy," Elsa said, smirking.
Anna felt a jolt hit her heart. Elsa had been farting on someone else! It felt like her sister had been cheating on her. Why enter a ceremony making her a fart slave, only to give the flatulence Anna had been expecting to another girl.
"They really fouled up her nostrils," Elsa said, proudly. "And since you've been a good girl, it's your turn to taste my extraordinary gas. And of course, I saved the worst for you."
She sat over the princess' nose, and her butt erupted with farts.
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmlllllllllllllllllllllllllnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
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Oh gosh, Anna wouldn't have been jealous of that one had it been unleashed on Akane!
Anna had to let the swirls of fart invade her olfactory sensors. Oh, it was painful! And Elsa's butt so warm…
Being a fart slave would certainly test her endurance. But she had a feeling that it didn't matter how much she could endure, Elsa would make her take a ton more.
And another thought occurred. Her birthday would be arriving very, very soon. Would Elsa keep her locked in her when all their friends expected her?
She had thought of this before. But then she didn't know Aoi or Hikari or Misaki. Could they be considered friends when they were mostly interested in farting on her?
But she still wanted to see her old friends. Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven, who would be expecting her on her birthday.
Only thing that comforted her at the moment was that, as bent as Elsa felt in keeping her as a fart slave, she surely wouldn't fart on her on her birthday. That would be so heinous. Unless Anna wanted it, and she still wasn't 100 percent certain either way.
She actually wondered if Elsa's plan was to fart on her as much as she could before her birthday, and set her free on that day. Yeah, that had to be it. She was doing this fart slave ceremony thing so Anna would feel despair, but in reality she had plans to give it up in two days when Anna's birthday came.
Sure that this was the correct path her sister's thought process was heading, Anna fell asleep content, even as farts rained down on her poor nasal defenses.
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Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmssssssssssssssssssss
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She had no way of knowing what was going on in Elsa's head. The queen too, had thought about her precious sister's birthday coming up. While farting on Akane, she had eaten constantly to prepare for it. Even when she had been full and felt she couldn't take anymore, she carried one eating.
Anna's birthday would be her favorite day ever. It would also be the stinkiest day Elsa's room had seen thus far. Oh, she couldn't wait!